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Capítulo 26: Creeping Death

As the sun was going down, both Alyssa and Pablo went to the mayor's office to break the news to Max. They told him that Gabriel bumped into the herd of the undead while he was savaging. That they were already heading in this direction and they never saw him and he hightailed it back to the town. Max should have asked more questions, but he smartly kept his attention on what mattered most, which was the horde of thousands of undead that were going to overrun their walls and breach the walls. He looked concerned as he was clearly tempted to drink out of the bottle of scotch in his desk rather than pour himself a glass. Earlier that day he was asking Gabriel for help getting one of the old ladies some heart medication, and half a day later he has to think of a way for all of them to avoid being overrun and eaten by the dead. He took a deep breath and looked back at the two people staring at him.

"And how many are there?" He asked again, praying he misheard them.

"At least ten thousand," Alyssa replied, "They're going to be here sooner rather than later. Especially if we leave the lights on."

"She's right," Pablo said, sternly. "We need to go lights out and be as quiet and church mice... and I mean right now!"

"What good will that do?" Max asked.

"We have a plan." Alyssa replied, "And one that doesn't include wasting all our ammo on that herd."

"Let's hear it then!" Max ordered, "Time is not our friend here."

"We're going to park one of the trucks out in front of the herd," Pablo explained, "Use bushes and fallen trees to build a small barricade."

"What for??" Max asked, "You said there was ten thousand!"

"This barricade will be to divert the herd," Alyssa explained, "Splitting them to walk in different directions. They'll walk right around and right past us as if we were never there and move off."

"That sounds interesting," Max said, "But how will it work?"

"When they reach the split," Pablo added, "We'll set off charges in the distance, to make them walk faster away from us.

"What explosives?" Max asked, confused.

"The ones Gabriel disarmed the night of the fire." Pablo answered, "I meant to tell you about it, but we never had the chance. Now they might save our lives."

"They'll walk around us as long as we stay quiet and keep the lights off." Alyssa said, "But we need to go lights out right now or we'll be their prime target."

Max stood up from his seat. "And what if one of them or a few happen to break towards us?"

"We'll have snipers on the roofs with silencers." Pablo replied, "Any undead bugger that breaks rank will be dropped. As long as they can't hear the shot, they'll keep walking towards our decoys."

"Alright," Max said, convinced. "Tell Gabriel to get his shit ready."

"He's already out there setting up," Alyssa said, "Trying to save time."

"Fair enough," Max said, "I guess that leaves us. Let's shut off every light and get people to their shelters. I made sure every one of those shelters was sound proof so that the undead couldn't been discovered cause a baby was crying."

"Good one," Pablo said, cracking a smile. "I'll have to remember that."

"No time for ass kissing," Max said, "We have work to do."

Max couldn't sound the alarm cause that noise would have been encounter productive, so he and his staff spend the next twenty minutes getting everyone to their emergency shelters. In less than an hour, ever light was turned off and everyone was underground, so the entire town was dark as night and quiet as a church mouse. All while that was going on, Gabriel was using his speed and flight to get out beyond the wall to set up the new charges and get ready for the coming herd while Pablo and his men from Denver all went outside and used the truck and brushes and trees to set up the divide about two hundred feet in front of the town's wall.

"Will this work?" Sean asked, as he was also helping out.

"It should," Pablo said, "As long as the charges draw them away. Even if they don't, Gabriel should have no problem slicing and dicing whomever breaks off that that our silencers can't take down. We might just get lucky."

"We can hope," Sean said, "Let's get back in there before they arrive."

It was close to midnight when the horde of undead started to reach the divide. And it was partly working, but it was the first two explosions that caught their attention. Gabriel had split the charges he found up, so the bangs where not huge, but was enough to grab their attention on anything but the walls near them. Gabriel moved around in the darkness, and was just as invisible as he flew around. He watched with his advances eyesight and smiled as he realized that the undead were following the plan perfectly. He watched from above as the massive herd was splitting right down the middle as they both parted to follow the explosions and the light that emanated from them. Gabriel was one step ahead of them as he flew to the fires and put them out before the first zombie could make it. Right after taking off undetected, he set off another charge, this one even further away from the town. He was leading them away, one blast at a time. Gabriel kept playing both sides, and lead both halves away from the town but there were still a few that broke away from the herd and walked towards their walls. Pablo was waiting for them.

He had a silenced rifle and gunned them down quietly from the top of the wall. With no undead making contact with the wall, there was no sound to give any of them that there was something between the two lights they were walking towards. In all, about fifty zombies broke away and tried to walk towards the town, and all of them were taken down quietly and didn't attract further attention. Just to make sure that.

They didn't turn back, Gabriel flew down and took few dozen at the back of each group, increasing the gap between the walking herd and the town. It was around two in the morning, when Gabriel set off the final charges, which were set up on trees miles away that were sure to burn right for hours. That final explosion and light would give the thousands of zombies a light source to walk towards for hours, taking them far away from the town. He watched the two herds from the sky and only flew back to town when confident they were not going to turn back. He landed on the ground and walked up to the mayor who was on the wall with Pablo, both watching.

"They're walking towards the final targets." Gabriel told him, "As long as we keep the lights off for the rest of the night, we should be alright."

Max sat down and sighed deeply. "If you hadn't spotted them, we would have been under siege for days, maybe weeks. That would have been ugly."

"Has this happened before?" Pablo asked.

"Once but only with several hundred," Max answered, "This could have exhausted our ammo and put a strain on our walls. Thank you."

"This is our home now too," Gabriel reminded him, "We were happy to help."

Max left the wall to check up on the people in various shelters to break the good news, but also ask them to stay in shelters that night, just as a precaution."

Pablo stayed on the wall and watched was watching for more undead stragglers but he looked back at Gabriel. "Do you hear anything?"

"No," Gabriel told him, "We're clear for at least a mile or two."

"Good," Pablo said, also taking a deep sigh of relief. "No offence but I really didn't want to move to Nashville. I like it here."

Gabriel smiled back at him. "I do too, surprisingly."

It was at this moment that a black cat walked out and over to where Gabriel was standing. Gabriel looked down at the cat, surprised to see him.

"Hello there," he called out to him, "No need to worry, my fluffy friend. I think the threat is over. Things should be back to normal very soon."

The cat made a few sounds, and then scurried off back from whence he came. Gabriel looked back at the cat with a stunned face and then back at Pablo.

"What?" Pablo asked, "You actually understood him?"

"I did," Gabriel said, just as surprised.

"Well, what did he say?" Pablo said, rather curious about it himself.

"He said thank you, and not bad for a blood sucker," Gabriel answered, looking back at his friend. "That damn cat knows all our secrets."

"Oh shit," Pablo added. He knew what that meant.


Capítulo 27: The Cat Came Back

The Mayor ordered everyone to remain in their shelters for the remainder of the night and a little deep into the morning. Gabriel went to his dark room, while Pablo remained outside and kept an eye out. Pablo was standing on the wall, looking out with binoculars to check for the undead. The herd they diverted seemed to be long gone and the threat was thankfully gone. Pablo had other things on his mind, but he convinced himself to remain quiet and keep it to himself until nightfall. He was standing guard on the southern wall, keeping an eye out as the sun came up. There was a few straggling undead walking around, but the majority of them were gone. As he was watching this one undead walk away from their position, someone came up there to speak to him.

"Mr. Mayor," Pablo said, as he put down his binoculars.

"Please, call me Max." the mayor said, as he grabbed the binoculars to look for himself. "It's starting to look normal out there again. I can't believe how close we came to being swarmed."

"You're telling me." Pablo said, sighing again. "I just got here, and I like it here. I would prefer not bugger off so soon."

"I'm very hesitant to trust," Max admitted, "But I'm glad to have you here. Your help has been invaluable, and that's a total understatement."

"After Denver, we were just happy to find anything." Pablo admitted.

"How bad is it out there?" Max asked.

"You don't want to know." Pablo answered, "What I saw out there in the west was the worst of humanity, at a time when we cannot afford to toss away so much life so recklessly. We are technically an endangered species, yet some of us are acting like there's still several billion of us walking around. Every survivor we have is precious, and we have to protect them as if the human race depends on it. No exceptions."

"Well said," Max said, as he put the binoculars down. "I agree with that."

"I hope so," Pablo said, "Because we can't afford to risk lowering our numbers. I just wish California thought about that too before taking action."

"Is there something bothering you?" Max asked.

"No," Pablo replied, "Why do you ask?"

"You've been rather tense," Max observed.

"I'll be alright," Pablo replied, "I'm just a little tired, and peckish."

"I hear ya," Max said as he was heavy eyed as well. "I'm going to check up on the other points. I think we will give it a few more hours before letting everyone back out from the shelters."

"Seems right," Pablo said, "See you around."

Pablo watched as the Mayor walked away, and then he turned and noticed something he didn't notice earlier. That black cat was back, and it was sitting on a window ledge no more than ten feet away from his position. Pablo stared at the cat as he fought a desire to shoot the little fur ball with his silenced rifle. Good judgement got the best of him because he didn't do anything. He didn't shoot the cat because there was a chance that it was just a cat, and he didn't want to spook Max, as the last thing the mayor needed was someone complaining about him shooting a small animal.

"What are you looking at?" he called out to the cat.

The cat got up and stretched his back, before meowing at Pablo and scooting off the ledge and onto the ground running away.

Pablo ignored it and stayed at his post until the curfew was finally lifted and everyone was allowed to come out of their shelter hours later as Max had suggested. Pablo was relieved a short time after that and he immediately went to Alyssa's place to check up on her and Diane. When he arrived, Alyssa could tell that something was bothering him, but didn't say anything until she finished making breakfast.

"Pablo," Alyssa started, "Is something wrong? Are we still in danger?"

"No," Pablo answered, "At least I don't think so."

"What do you mean by that?" Alyssa asked.

Pablo paused for a moment as he was hesitant to talk about it. He then looked over at Diane who was glaring at him from across the table.

"You promised," Diane reminded him, "No more secrets."

"Alright," Pablo said as he sighed, "There was this black cat, and it kind of freaked me and Gabe out a bit this morning."

"You guys were freaked out?" Alyssa repeated, "By a cat?"

"It talked to Gabriel," Pablo informed her, "And Gabe knew what it was saying!"

"Gabe can talk to cats?" Diane asked, surprised by it. "I didn't know that."

"Neither did I," Pablo admitted, "But that's the least of my worries. That cat represents something much worse: a witch."

"Excuse me?" Alyssa asked as she couldn't believe. "A witch?"

"From New Salem?" Diane also asked.

"I don't know," Pablo said, "But witches are known to communicate and get along with all types of animals, especially cats as they consider them kindred spirits."

"There's a witch?" Diane said, still surprised, "Here?"

"That I also don't know," Pablo admitted, "But we should be careful just in case there is one amongst us. If we just act normal and pretend to be oblivious of her, chances are she'll act normal as well and keep doing her thing."

"Then stop freaking yourself out," Alyssa ordered, "Even if there is a witch, that doesn't mean we're in danger. If Gabriel is capable of being nice despite his people's less than admirable reputation, then there nothing that says this witch can't be too. Let's not judge this witch until we meet her and learn a bit more. Understood?"

"Alright," Pablo said, as he understood. "A valid point."

They hadn't spoken about the witch or the potential of one for the rest of the day. When Gabriel emerged from his dark room as sun down, he didn't want to talk about it either as the first thing he wanted to do was fly around and make sure that threat from the undead was gone. He spent the better part of a half hour flying for miles around the town and checking up on the split herds that had traveled far away. He was relieved to see that the town was safe from them as long as they continued on their current course. Gabriel also took note to give the wolves a heads up about thee half that was closest to them, as the Lycans would have no trouble using the surplus for their own food supply. When Gabriel flew back to town and made a smooth landing on the roof of Alyssa's building, there was someone waiting for him. That same black cat was sitting pretty and purring as Gabriel walked closer to it.

"I know what you are," Gabriel called out, "If you've got something on your mind, just spit it out already."

"Do the humans know what I am?" the cat asked him.

"They do not," Gabriel replied, "As far as they know, you're just a small fluffy pain in my ass. I prefer not to let them know, cause the concept of your true form would freak them all out, big time."

"I agree," the cat concurred, "But you know my charge. I will protect my master from anything I deem threatening to her, even Vampires."

"So, you have a master." Gabriel said, taking note of it.

"Are you here to hunt for us?" the cat inquired.

"I am not," Gabriel admitted, "I may not be the biggest fan of witches, but I will cause no trouble for your master as long as she doesn't cause any trouble for me or the people I'm protecting."

"Fair enough," The cat said as it started to walk towards the stairs.

"So," Gabriel said, as he leaned back on the door leading into the building so no one else could come to the roof to interrupt them. "How long have you and your master been living here in this town?"

"Longer than you think," the cat replied, "Since the beginning."

"Is that so?" Gabriel said, as he remembered what his brother said. "Was that even before the undead came?"

"Yes," the cat answered, "Long before then."

"Interesting," Gabriel said, "I might need to speak to your master about that."

"I will ask," the cat replied, "Why do you wish to speak about times before the undead walked the earth?"

"My people are investigating it," Gabriel answered, "They might even try to help the human race."

"That's not like them," the cat admitted, "Usually your council prefers to stay in the shadows, and let evolution take its natural course."

"I'm just as surprised as you are," Gabriel agreed, "Pass the message along. All I wish to do is talk, nothing more. If she keeps my secret, I will keep hers."

"I'll get back to you on that," The cat said, as he scampered off to the emergency stairs by the fire escapes. He used the steel steps to make his exit and vanish into the shadows on the ground and was gone. Gabriel tried to use his enhanced sight, but it was no use. The cat was gone and they had to give him a little trust for the time being. Trust in that the fur ball was telling the truth and that his master was not aggressive, but just as friendly as the rest of town. That didn't change the big news: there was a witch in the small town, and they were just going to have to deal with it.


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