Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Time to Practice
The two-hour-long drive felt like a decade for the people following behind Kisha's car. This hellish place is eating away at their mentality, every roar that resounded sent fear onto their soul that would hunt them every time they closed their eyes.
Kisha knew that everyone's reached their limit, they were hungry, and on constant high alert. She was like them the first time she had to travel outside. It wasn't as easy as they thought it would to adapt, they had to constantly fight the thought of whether to run away and hide or follow the group. They had yet to adapt to the changes and were mentally exhausted from the continuous drive so she was prepared to stop for lunch.
However, no matter how unwilling they are to accept reality now, they don't have the luxury to slowly adjust, only those who have a great mentality to accept and adjust to their new reality would be able to live.
Seeing that there was only a small number of zombies around, Kisha pulled over to a gasoline station. Eric and Ethan also pulled over behind them, a little later, Eagle pulled over too, and was followed by the remaining car.
Before she unbuckles her seatbelt she signals to Duke. "Fill the tank. We'll just take a little stroll."
Keith who was stretching his back immediately perked up. "Stroll?! To where?!"
Kisha looked back and pointed her index finger on the window. Keith followed her finger as it pointed to the zombie that was crawling on the ground, dragging its almost severed body towards them.
"I'll watch you practice your moves."
"Sweet!" He pulled the tomahawk axe that was hanging on his waist. "I'll be able to use this cool baby!"
Kisha shook her head in resignation. She thought that he would be afraid because this would be their first time facing and killing zombies but it seemed her worries were for naught.
"Hold your horses, young man! Let me get off first before you swing that around. Tsk!" His grandfather grumbled.
Keith rubbed his nose in embarrassment, he didn't want to be a burden to his sister, and that's why he was so excited when he heard her say they were going to practice.
This is a valuable experience, he wanted to be as cool as his sister. He could still remember when she killed the zombie in the gasoline station yesterday. Her precise and swift attack was beautiful.
She has quick reflexes and keen senses, he at least can see and understand that, even though he is not a fighter himself. He had seen many such OP cases in Manhua and anime, he had dreamed of being one and now an opportunity was laid in front of him.
Kisha could understand what's running in his head right now. "This brother of mine is really still a kid at heart." She chuckled.
"Alright! Grandpa, Grandma, and Keith, please don't leave my side, and don't try to go on your own."
The people are stepping out of their vehicles one by one, curious about what Kisha and the others are doing.
But of course, Melody didn't care about it, she jogged straight towards Duke who was filling the tank on the side.
"Sister, can I deal with that zombie?" Keith used his tomahawk axe to point at the crawling zombie from earlier.
"Don't be complacent just because it is immobile, it still poses danger. Be always vigilant, understand?!"
"Don't worry sister, I understand."
Only then did Kisha nod to give her consent.
Keith walked slowly behind the zombie, even before the zombie had the chance to crawl around, Keith had already swung his axe down without fear and hit the target, the round head split open like a watermelon. Thick black blood splatter a little on his hands and face. His lashes quiver a little as he smells the stench of decay.
Soon after, three zombies came, Kisha dealt with the two and left behind the slowest one.
Its right foot was twisted and a bone was sticking out of its flesh, and it had a cleaver knife stuck to its left shoulder blade. It has huge human skin stuck to its teeth, a big beer belly, and a few missing fingers, its white apron has turned black from the blood gushing from its wound. It must have turned not long ago.
The people behind Kisha suck a mouthful of air and held their breath because the zombie looked horrendous and they are out in the open. Afraid that they would be attacked.
Contrary to their fears Keith felt a surging energy in his body that he never felt before, he bolted beside the zombie and hacked its neck with his axe. But his strength is insufficient so his axe got stuck. Before he could pull his weapon, the zombie turned to face him and reached for him, he took a step back in a hurry but he accidentally fell on his butt.
Kisha made a move in the nick of time and cleanly cut off its arms. Grandpa followed and hacked its head cleanly with his machete bombardier.
Grandpa angrily pointed his machete to his grandson. "Your sister just said not to be complacent, and here you are attacking on your own?!"
Keith's neck shrinks in embarrassment. He admitted that he got carried away by his first kill and forgot his sister's reminder.
He looks down on his hands. "I'm sorry Grandpa and sister. It will not happen again."
"It better not, if there's a next time, we don't know if anyone can save you by then! Hmp!" He walked straight to his wife to coax her after the fright.
Keith slowly stood up, pulled his axe, and wiped it on the zombie's body to remove the blood.
Melody sneered as she watched and mumbled. "It's what you get for showing off."
Duke briefly glanced at her, before she could be elated by the attention she got. Duke walked away and went to stand beside Kisha. Eagle parked his car to refill the tank and ignored her, guarding both cars.
After Keith was reprimanded, he moved closely with his grandparents to take care of one zombie, Kisha was keeping watch and controlling the number.
The first one to get used to it was Grandpa as he has the foundation as a retired soldier. Followed by Grandma who has better agility than the two, of course, Keith performed well too as his agility was not far behind his Grandma.
With the one with experience, Grandpa did not forget to point out the best places to attack, how to take advantage of the situation, and how to fight effectively. Later on, the three got used to it, and their movements improved and became a little coordinated.
Seeing the result, Kisha was satisfied. Her eye caught a glimpse of Eric and his three brothers following their example and killing the zombies that go near their location.
They have good coordination, Ethan is leading them, teaching them, and pointing out their weakness and how to make up for them.
With only thirty minutes, they cleaned up the zombies in the perimeter.
Kisha offers a clean towel. "Keith, Grandma, Grandpa, great job. Let's eat lunch and continue on our way." Ethan and his brothers were jealous of Kisha's attentiveness to her adoptive family. But they can only look from afar.
The three nodded and Grandma went to the car to retrieve the lunch boxes she and her husband made early in the morning.
They choose a clean place inside the store to sit and eat. Others followed and looked for something to eat inside but the shelf was robbed clean. There must be people who have anticipated the importance of food supplies early on and went to stock up.
Everyone's spirit was dampened and some even regretted following outside. They thought that it was better to stay in the comfort of their home and wait for the government.
Melody looked at the white bread in her hand and then looked at the sumptuous lunch in front of Kisha. Eric saw what she was looking at so he passed her the peanut butter. "Make do with this first."
She nodded but her eyes never left the food on the other side. They're all famished, but they are all in a hurry to prepare their things and they don't have time to cook food, aside from Kisha's family who's well prepared, no one else could eat a proper meal.
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Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Danger!
"Dad, I'm still hungry."
Grayson Blythes sheepishly smiled at his twenty-three-year-old daughter. "I'm sorry my princess, endure it for a little while. Okay?"
Gretha Blythes and her mom, Anna Blythes felt worried and sad. They were just having a great time spending time with the Evans yesterday morning and now. Everything has changed, they couldn't even eat a full meal and they are in constant fear of being eaten.
They've seen how the Dexters turned out after their car was besieged by the mob of zombies, they thought that it would be as easy as a walk in the park if they stayed at the back but the pressure was more than they could handle.
They are compelled by the idea of continuing on the dangerous road but are afraid of going back, they are in a great predicament.
But Grayson has an unwavering resolve to continue, not for himself, but for his wife and daughter. He has a gut feeling that they would be fine if they followed the Evans out. He doesn't believe that they would survive if they stayed in the East District and waited for the government to save them.
He is in politics so he was more familiar with politician's train of thought and he was sure that they had already fled. He was not as naive as those who stayed.
He and his family decided to persevere. But was it that easy in the apocalypse?
Guess not, they were still munching on their food when Kisha quickly stood up with a grave expression. "We're leaving!"
Startled by her cold loud voice, everyone peeked at each other's faces. Meanwhile, The Aldens, Evans, and Duke's men speedily organize their things ready to set out at any second.
They understood the dire situation they were in, and based on Kisha's alarmed expression, they could already imagine the incoming danger. The Aldens and Duke have complete trust in Kisha's judgment and they know of her experience so there is a basis for their trust. But even without knowing it, they would still trust her with all their heart.
They did not wait for the slow poke to move, they left them and headed to their respective vehicles. The Blythes followed closely, but the servants and bodyguards were still clueless and a little taken aback by their behavior.
Melody was also indignant with Kisha's sudden order and was planning to take her time organizing the bread and peanut butter on the floor when her brother, Eric swept everything to the bag and hauled her like a chick, stuffing her in the passenger seat like a sack of potato and drove off as soon as his butt reached the driver seat.
She did not have time to process and put her seatbelt on, that's why when Eric drove like a maniac, she was slammed back on her seat before she could open her mouth to protest.
The passengers of the Mercedes-Benz G-class and Porsche Cayenne Coupe were heading in their vehicle when they heard a deafening roar and blaring marching sound. Their heart was on their throat with the realization that they were fucked up.
They entered their car in a hurry and drove off. Kisha and the four others were already a few meters away from them, and the distance kept getting bigger. They tried their best to speed up to get as close as possible.
But no one would have thought that the Porsche Cayenne Coupe would jolt and come to a sudden stop. The Mercedes-Benz G-class crashed on the back of the Porsche. The driver cursed through his breath as he created a distance between cars and drove off, leaving the Porsche.
The people inside the Porsche were distraught as they grimaced with their misfortune.
The driver noticed the fuel gauge. "The fuck?!" He was seething in anger as he looked at the man sitting in the passenger seat. "I asked you to refill our tank!" It is out of fuel and they are now stuck. They couldn't even see the tail of the Mercedes-Benz anymore.
Grasping the mistake he made, he could only tremble in fear as he awaited his death. "No! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He mumbled over and over again.
The female servant from the back screamed. "I don't want to die! Do something!"
They are all on their wit's end. The three women at the back hysterically cried as their doom was getting closer.
The driver hits the steering wheel in frustration. He inhaled some air, trying to calm his nerves. He has been a bodyguard for years so his fortitude is better than the four others, the young gardener and three young maids are still in the middle of their panic attack and despair.
He glances at them and said. "Either you guys come with me or die here." He pulled a tactical knife from his back trouser.
"What?! We're going to die out there!" The young maid said in anger.
"You can only choose to either die later or die now. Your choice." He did not wait for them to answer and ran as fast as he could on the road.
He already saw the army of zombies marching the street to where they were. The numbers are a dozen times bigger than the ones they saw on the road earlier. He was sweating buckets out of nervousness and his hands were trembling. He couldn't find a way out. All the cars parked outside don't have keys and he didn't have time to hijack one.
The young maid who had made up her mind ran after him while the three were undecided. But time waits for no one when they have finally made up their mind. It was already too late for them. They were surrounded and there was no way for them to get out of the car.
The two maids hugged each other as they wailed and the gardener put both his hand on his ears as he curled to make himself smaller on the passenger seat. The zombies pounded on the windows which made the three despaired even more. They could see the red-eyed zombies that looked like they crawled out of a nightmare.
The bodyguard and maid ran across the road, almost every road had zombies roaming around and in considerable numbers. They were cornered and when they thought everything was over, a voice called over to them in a hushed voice. They looked around to find the owner of the voice and saw the middle-aged man hanging on the fire exit, signaling for them to climb up.
The bodyguard helped the maid to reach the ladder by making her step over his shoulder. He stabbed a few zombies in the head to give himself some room to maneuver. Once she was at the third-floor balcony, he took a few steps back, jumped as high as he could, used the wall as leverage to reach the ladder, and relied on his upper muscles to pull his weight up slowly, he then heard an ear-piercing scream.
During his struggle to climb up, the car's window has been broken. The zombies raced to get inside and bit the struggling people. When he got up to the third floor, he looked down from where they came from and saw that it was crowded with zombies, the car was shaking so much from being pounded from all sides. He could only sigh in relief and at the same time, in fear. If he dragged it a little longer, he would be one of them.
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