Capítulo 107: Zomby Apocolypse (363 words)
„Bloodyhell." I mutter as soon as I regain consciousness and felt the pain coursing through my body.
"Eh? Finally awake princess?" A tired male voice asked with a hint of surprise.
'Hmm? That voice sounds vaguely familiar.' Rummaging through my messy memories I come up with a name.
"Shut it Mike, I feel like I fell form way to high up and miraculously haven't broken a single bone so that I can feel them bruising instead." Pissed at the pain I feel I snap back at the man sitting not to far away from me.
His reaction to that was a tired smile while his eyes flash with a ting of sadness before raining his left arm and pointing a gun at me.
"Sorry princess but I saw how you died, so please don't make this hard for me and go out as a human instead of whatever those things outside are." His voice barely hid the pain of loss he felt and caused a wave of memories to surface in my mind.
'Zombie? Am I in a world where some kind of mutation virus broke out? Well, that explains my that superpower I currently feel coursing through my body.' Thinking to myself I ignore the man in special ops uniform pointing his gun at my head, form the fact that he hasn't shot yet I already know that he couldn't bring himself to finish me off.
"Put the gun down you lousy di*k waffle. I ain't going to mutate any future than I already have." Without even looking at him I start inspecting my body and equipment.
'A gun, a rifle, plenty of ammunition, yep I'm read to go.' Bringing my legs underneath me and standing up to stretch my aching limbs I finally glance at the sitting man who still held his gun aimed at me.
He had a common face, neither ugly nor especially handsome, a beard shadow adored his face while his shaggy dark brown hair was cut short enough to not hinder him.
Locking my eyes with his brown ones I could see how his resolve melts away and with a last sigh he lowers the gun.
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