Chapter one: A grim meeting PART 2

The duo finaly finds some rest in the overcrowded train. Meanwhile, on the other side of town, still a whole way from the town itself, on the freeway, a motorcycle can be seen, heading in the same direction. And on the motorcycle, a very troubled person.

The constant repetition of scenery is wearing down on my mind, no matter how far ahead, back or to the sides I look, everything is just the same as 5 minutes ago, even at the speed at which I am driving, which is too far over the limit, nothing changes. I decided to toss away my sunglasses, as they are more of a hindrance then an advantage now. As I toss them ahead, I can hear them crack under the weight of the motorcycle. I reach in the side span for a pack of cigs, and I light one, tossing the empty pack now on the road. A while further, a new view finally comes in view, and it’s just what I needed. I pull over at the gas station, and fill the tank of the motor. I head inside for some supplies and load them in the side span and go back inside for a few packs of cigarettes. As I sit on the counter, staring ahead of me, a melancholy feeling floods my mind and heart, as I reminisce about the past.

I can still feel the burning sensation on my face as my memories drift back to that time, that time, a couple weeks ago. There was an inferno in my house, or at least what used to be my house with my parents still inside. I wasn’t able to do a damn thing for them, I can’t even save them. After the inferno died down, all that remained were ashes. Guilt and sorrow, suffering and pain crept over me, as I delved my hands in the remains of my parents. I have put my hands on my face, crying over the loss of those that never will come back, and then…darkness.

Darkness embraced me for that painful moment, and I am grateful for it, to take me away from the places I dreaded the most. I can’t seem to recall what I dreamed when I woke up, but things had changed. I wanted to cry, but the tears didn’t come, I wanted to howl, but I can’t even seem to speak. And then, everything went silent. Darkness has taken over my heart, and I lost everything that made me human. 

I went to what remained of the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My eyes, cold and hollow, are just looking back at a man…a boy, I don’t seem to know. My face covered in ashes, and the scar tainting me to give up, but I just turned around and decided to take a shower and just head out, see where the road will take me.

After I climbed out of the shower, and got dressed I looked over the mirror once more. Most of the ashes are way, accept for two, right under my eyes, lines that seemed to stick to my face. I went over to the sink, under the mirror, and took a handful of water to wash away the ashes, just to see that I can’t wash them away. 

“It’s your curse, your sin you have to carry with you for the rest of your life.” 

Suddenly, anger sweeps over me, and before I realized it, I just punched the mirror, sending pieces flying all over. A look at my hand, blood sipping out here and there, where glass was protruding from the frail skin of my hand. The voice cackled behind me, its laugher sending shivers down my spine. I picked the glass from my hand, and dipped the blood away, not eve, bothering to bandage it, I just took some leather fingerless gloves on.

As I turn around, I come face to face with a wolf, eyes as black as the night, fur as white as snow, with flaming red spots here and there. I looked like a Siberian husky, but it is far too big for it. Standing on its four legs, it’s almost as big as an average teenager. The husky spoke once again. 

“What are you going to do now hu, boy?” putting too much pressure on the boy part. “Are you gonna run away again? Back to yar mommy and daddy? Is the little boy afraid?” at this the voice cackled, I simply leaned against the sink, waiting till it’s done speaking. “Oh, right, ta little boy’s mommy and daddy is dead, oh boo hoo hoo.” The husky cackled once again. 

I now notice it looking at me, probably waiting for a crying outburst, as I did before I saw him. Instead, this time, I just brushed passed him. 

“Shut it Nox, I am not in the mood now.” And I went outside, the husky closing in on my trail and walking beside me.

We walked in silence, a silence I got used to so long ago, as we are looking for means of transportation. After walking down the coast, almost a mile, we came across an abandoned army garage. I went inside, and saw some food. I first took a big bone, and tossed it across the room and then looked at Nox.

“Go on boy, get the bone, come on, get.” And I laughed a bit, even though it was more of a grimace then a laugh, when Nox scuffed. 

Next I take a big piece of raw meat, that hung from the ceiled, put it on the ground, and kicked it over to Nox. 

“I think this is more to your liking, now eat up, because wherever we are heading, it might take some time to find something decent to eat, unless you want some zombie meat?” I look at nox, as it was an honest question. The zombie invasion hadn’t taken place to long ago, so I wasn’t even sure if Nox ate that flesh or not. 

I looked around once more, finding an apple in the refrigerator and some soda. I take out the can, and drank and lighted a cig in one of the packs I found around the base. Nox looked up at me with confusing darting in his eyes.

“Didn’t know you smoke? Yer gonna die faster that way.”

I just looked down at him. “Like you are gonna let me.”

Nox now started laughing. I just turned around and looked at the mirror once more. I now just noticed what actually had changed in me, and just as I voiced my though in my head, Nox came around to me and looked at my face with a taunting smile. I can still see pieces of raw meat and blood, that hasn’t been fully let out from the piece of meat, sipping between his teeth. 

“I don’t really like the change, I preferred the cry baby, easy to scare and make fun of.” And Nox once again cackled. I have no idea how someone like him can laugh so much. 

“Deal with it” is all I said when I turn around and walk in the next room. “Nox, get some sleep, we leave in a couple hours, once the sun breaks through.” I heard him comply with a grunt. 

I walked around the army base. As an insomniac, I found more free time than most people, so I figured I might as well make it useful. I walked around the base and the first room I came into was filled to the top with all sorts of weapons. I got my hands on some stuff and made a customized sniper rifle in a less than an hour time. I also worked it over with some spells, so that I can fire both normal bullets and energy bullets, just in case I ran out of ammo I thought to myself. As I left the weapon room, something in the corner caught my eye. It was an old disused motorcycle with side span, on the brim of falling apart. I looked outside through the window and noticed I still had tons off time to deal with it so I started working it over. I had to replace the entire engine before it could run. I gave it a new coat of paint, and the side span was transformed into a both a luggage handler, and a person carrier. I filled up the tank, and it turns out I had still some engine problems. Once that was finished, I looked outside once more, cleaning my hands and from from motor oil, and I saw the sun rising in the distance.

I went to the other room, and saw Nox still asleep. I still have no idea how the hell he could sleep with all the noise, but I woke him up with my feet. 

“What do you want, psycho” he looked angry at me, but noticed my clothes were stained and torn up. I noticed this as well. 

“Get some supplies in the vehicle. I am going to get changed.” And I stepped away. I saw him grunting in the corner of my eye, but he complied as he didn’t want to starve either. 

Further inside the base I found some clothes that probably belonged to the soldiers that once lived in the base. I change into a long leather trench coat with a gray shirt. I keep my leather fingerless gloves on, as the just feel right on my hands. I pick up a buckled trousers and notice an army knife hanging on it. I pulled the knife out, once I got the pants on, and starting playing with it. It was balanced exactly right so I decided to hang onto it, realizing I can’t snipe the zombies down from cqc. To finish up, I got my hands on some metal coated combats, and I used a stretcher to keep my hair together in a ponytail, only now realizing how long my hair really is. I went back to the motorcycle and saw Nox was all ready to leave. I got up to the motorcycle, and managed to hotwire it into starting and I raced out of the army base, and down the highroad.

Suddenly, Nox voice shakes me awake from my reminiscing. “What do ya want…dog?” 

He scuffs at the word but quickly replies. “I didn’t want to awake you from you little dreaming of happy times with mommy and daddy,” He taunts me as he did so many times before. I guess I got used to it. “but it seems we have some company.” 

As soon as he finishes speaking, I look and see some zombies heading in our direction. “Great.” and I look at Nox “What did you do this time to attract them?” but neither of us spoke as we walked out of the building, jamming the door shut. 

“What are you gunna do, sicko?”

“Just get your ass back in the motorcycle before I leave you behind.” 

He wants to protest, but as soon as I turn around, with a jerry can in my hand, he shuts his mouth (finally) and sits back in the side span. I take off one of the tanks arms, and let the oil slip to the floor and with the oil in the jerry can and make a trail to the motorcycle. I take out another cig and light it. I get on the motorcycle and smoke while Nox looks to me from the door of the gas station. As soon as the door is breaking down, I start the engine and speed of, dropping my cigarette to the floor, in the oil trail. 

As we make a good distance a great explosion can be heard behind us. Nox looks around but I just keep my eyes on the road ahead, seeing something towering in the distance. In the corner of my eye, I see him now, looking at me. 

“Nothing better than ending a good getaway with some fireworks.” And Nox starts to laugh, once he is finished he turns his attention to me again. “What did you do that for actually?” and I look at him a split second. 

“Liberation.” 

Nox sighed again. “Look weirdo, it doesn’t matter what you do, but I am telling ya…” I cut him off in midsentence.

“It’s my own liberation. The liberation I feel to watch those buggers burn.” This time, Nox can’t help but stare in great wonder at me, as it is the first time I tell him something like this. I take great enjoyment in killing those…things one way or the other. 

“You know those were once human beings.” And he looks back on the road ahead. 

“You know, you did teach me something. The only way to get in this world what you want is with violence, and I don’t intend on going down without a fight without achieving my goal.” 

And we both remain silent, as the tower comes into view, marking our next destination. Paris, city of dying roses and decaying love.

PART 3

Chapter one: A grim meeting PART 1

A lot of people seem to think that everything in the world is for granted. You just wish for it, and you get it, however it seems destiny had other plans for the world. It’s the year 2666 and everything in the world was peaceful, no war, not pain, no suffering, until a few weeks back. Out of nowhere zombies started appearing. These drove the world, or those that survive at least, into different communities. This also drove two interesting young figures into a path of solitude, until the day they are destined to face one another. And it just so happens it’s sooner than later...not far from Paris a young girl is traveling with a little boy near her.

The monotonous noise of the train has been drilling my brain since we got in it. I’m tired and though I have tried to sleep, it is impossible, because of all the human heat. The train is crowded with people who left their shattered homes and are searching for a safer place to stay. Like me, they aren’t able to sleep. Some of they are crying or crawling in fear, mothers are trying to feed their kids with some of the food they recollected and some are staring blank (probably thinking about the ones they lost).

But for Johnny, that really isn’t a matter to stop him from sleeping all this time since we have entered the train. I glance at his dreamy face and it reminds me of how lucky he is for being here, still alive. Poor kid, losing his parents in such atrocious way… Comparing what happened to him, my misery doesn’t seem that bad. But, that day… it’s still printed on my mind, as it had just happened. A painful emotion flows back to me, making me shiver. The horror that surrounded us made a change in our life that is going to be hard to forget. My poor family… I can still remember their faces, struck with horror, the way my parents looked at me and my siblings, a mix of worry and despair and how, without having any possibility to survive, they tried to face those gruesome, nasty creatures that crawled into our field. I was there, paralyzed, my mind blank, without being able to help. I feel so awful… It was because of me they almost died! If I wasn’t that afraid, if I were brave enough I could have stayed with them… But I think it was the best choice, for me and for them, to leave. At least, they are still alive. Or that’s what I hope.

I founded Johnny in my way out of the town. He was in front of his house, looking at how a bunch of zombies ate his parents. He was standing there, frozen in fear, without being able to do anything. He reminded me of myself somehow so, despite of my promise to be always alone since the moment I left the town; I took him with me and took care of him.

In that moment, I wasn’t sure were to go. In every corner, there was small groups of that monsters, wandering around and waiting for some preys. It was horrifying but I decided to keep calm and think about the situation. We stopped in a small shop to take some supplies and to think how we would escape. I took some can food, bottles of water and juice and put them all in my back pack in a disordered manner. Just the necessary to survive until we arrived at the next town. Of course I took a small portable camping gas to cook and a medical kit, it was small but there were the most necessary things. My backpack filled quickly and it was quite heavy to carry but I made an effort to bear the pain in my shoulders. Suddenly, I felt something touching my back. My heart bumped so hard I almost fainted. I turned back, scared it might be a zombie, but I calmed down when I realized that it was only Johnny.  

“Kali, give me some of that food, please. I’m starving”. 

I took a deep breath, just to calm down my nerves and explained quietly the plan to Johnny. “Look Johnny, we are going to do a big travel, we will walk a lot through deserted places where won’t be any food nor stores to buy it so we have to be very careful how we spent our supplies.” I made a pause to make sure he understood what I was saying. “We are only going to eat three times per day, ok? Only breakfast, lunch and supper. Breakfast is very important so we will eat a can and a juice, for lunch a big can and for dinner we are going to have a small can. Rationalizing water will be more difficult but try to drink as few as you can. And… I think that’s all. Have you understood it?” 

He was looking very disappointed but I insisted in that matter. It was only to survive. “But it’s unfair! I’m starving!”Johnny cried.

“Shhh…Be quiet Johnny, we don’t want anybody…anything to hear us!” I whispered trying to calm him down. 

But it caused the opposite effect and he started whining more loudly. I thought he would stop when he had found some candies but his voice suddenly sounded more frightened than before. I realized something was wrong and I rushed to him, only finding out what I feared most: A small group of those nasty monsters had entered the store and they were rounding the young boy. My heart started to beat faster and faster, my body was paralyzed again of fear. Johnny’s watery eyes were looking at me, praying for help but my body couldn’t react. My mind was telling me to move fast, pick up the boy and get out there as fast as the sound but my legs didn’t listen to it. The zombies were getting closer to him and some of them were approaching to me. Suddenly, the picture of my family returned in my memory. And those feelings, the impotence that I felt was returning… But I didn’t want it to stay. 

I opened my eyes quickly trying to think fast in that situation. What should I do? Sly the monsters or avoid them and escape with Johnny? The zombies weren’t waiting for the answer and they were standing in front of the youngster, ready to eat his brain. I saw how its jaws opened and some bugs came out of it. For me, that moment lasted an eternity. It felt like it was in slow motion: how the disgusting mouth was getting closer just to bit his face, and my body, slowly reacting, rushing into the zombies without trying to avoid them, picking Johnny up, almost dragging him through the exit. It was a short time until the creatures realized that we had escaped so they chased us. We started to run away from them, even though we didn’t know what our destination was. We were on a rush, but I could see that there were no living souls in the street and I was afraid nobody could safe us.

I was getting tired so I thought of turning in a corner to mislead the zombies, but it turn out to be a cul-de-sac. The zombies didn’t fall for the trap -not for their intelligence but their instincts- and they continued chasing us. There was no exit in the end of the street, only a big gate, closed by the inside. I tried to wrestle it but it was impossible to open. Johnny was babbling trying to say something to me. I turned around and saw a bunch of zombies rounding us. This time, there was no way to escape running. We were the perfect preys they could have: a little boy and a young girl, exhausted from their efforts, surrounded by gruesome creatures ready to eat their brains. 

The panic returned again but this time I could control my emotions and think coldly at the situation.  There were five monsters, five meters from us and walking quite slow. What do I do? I thought. Then I remembered something. Something that He gave to me once and had a specific use. And that moment was just the perfect situation to use it. I took the scythe cautiously not to hurt Johnny and put in a defensive position. Luckily, I knew how to use it as my father, who was an agriculturist, taught me how to reap the crops and I could, somehow, use it to reap zombies head. I ordered Johnny to stay back and not try anything dangerous, and for the first time, he didn’t complain and did as I said. 

So it was finally the time to face those nasty things. They were closer, just the perfect distance for my weapon. I hold it as my dad told me once, graving with both hands the stick, the right one was closer to de blade and the left one graved the lower part. I pulled the scythe back, to make an impulse. I gathered all my strength and stroke rapidly those zombies. Badly, it didn’t touch his heads but it divided in two their bodies. The dismembered parts were still moving - still very undead.  This time, it’s going to the head, I thought, so I prepared my weapon again, pointing the tip of the blade to one head. Then, I let the instrument fall in the zombie. Bingo! It had crossed his left eye and arrived at his brain and definitely killed him. But it was one down of five, and they were closer than before, they could almost touch me. 

All of the sudden, I feel something touching my back and dragging me. I shut my eyes thinking it was the end for me and Johnny. My head was bumping really fast and I almost couldn’t breathe.

“Don’t worry girl, you are safe now” an old voice said quietly to me. I slowly opened my eyes, realizing that we were behind those gates, sitting in the floor of the train station. I looked around and saw Johnny drinking an apple juice that the old man gave to him. 

“Thanks for helping us, sir.” I said, trying to catch my breath again. 

“You are very lucky, kids. Just now has arrived a train to evacuate the town and take us to a safer city, free from strange creatures. You better hurry or it will go without you!” 

I glanced at the train and thought it was the only way to go. I put my scythe in my back again; graved Johnny’s hand and we entered the train.

Yes, we were lucky to find that train, ready to go.

 
“I’m hungry, Kali…” Johnny complains while he wakes me of from my reminiscing. He also wakes me up from my memories, that are hurting me more than I thought... 

“We have already talked about this. We are only going to eat three times every day. We don’t have enough food so we have to rationalize it” He doesn’t seem to realize the seriousness of the matter so I try to persuade him. “Look all these people, Johnny, they are starving as well. If they see our food they will all surround us, just like those monsters.” The kid glances at me frightened and he finally resigns. I guess now he is too scared to ask me anything. 

There is a large pause so I try to break the ice. “So… Have you sleep well? Did you have a sweet dream?” 

Johnny looks deeply at my eyes and makes a small smile. “Yeah… It was a good dream. Mom and dad were in there playing with me…” A tear drops from his eye and that breaks my heart. That poor little soul is having a hard time and I’m sure a lot of kids are in the same situation or, probably, worse. I make an effort not to cry. I take a deep breath and calm down. I think of giving him a hug, to comfort him but I don’t want to reinforce our relation because I strongly believe that, one day, either one of us is going to die, and I don’t want him, or me, to suffer. Not anymore. The pain he felt… I don’t want him to feel like that never again so I keep an emotional distance between us. 

To comfort him, I pat his head and I tell him to go to sleep again, promising that when we arrive at our destination, we would eat.

I start looking through the small train windows, looking at the landscape. It’s a dense forest so I sense that we have just crossed the frontier and we are going through the Pyrenees. Even though it’s very cold, the monotonous green of the leaves makes me close my eyes and I fall sleep.

PART 2

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