Sessions

Sessions 5

"I've been trying hard to get this thing to work but it won't turn on." vic grumbled as she rummaged through the engine of an old motorcycle. Gray looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. She doesnt even know how to fix a car why is she looking through that piece of junk? Gray took a look at the bikes engine and was shocked to see everything was fine. It just needed gas.

"Vic, its out of fuel! Besides where not here for that. We have to find our guy remember? I still didn't get paid from the last job because of that dick murderer now drug dealer." Gray flicked his cigarette butt and walked through the junk town that was rumored to be the hid out the Skull Face. Vic frowned and sluggishly walked away from the motorcycle. She took out her gun and double-checked her bullets, Gray did the same and strapped his gear under his coat. A few days ago the locals around the area evacuated after being harassed by the skull face and his on triage. Gray had to find him to not only avenge his graces but, he also needed his money.

The musty smell from the mass of junk and land made their noses burn. It was nearly night fall and both Vic and Gray were sneaking around to find any kind of clue as to where their target might be. As they passed a large tower of smashed down cars they heard laughter and the cracking of a bonfire.

"Aye aye, shnivle! Yea, bring em here. I wanna get a taste of these one." as they both peeked over the tower of cars they saw a small group of the Infected. Their raggedy clothes barely covered anything on their mutated bodies. In front of them was a boy around Vics age tied up with a blindfold over his eyes. His murmured screams could be heard and Vic furrowed her brows, and as she was about to storm in on them, she felt Grays big hands hold her back. She looked up at him and confusion and he simply placed his finger over his lips and motioned her to continue watching. She turned her head and noticed the boy had a flashing object in his hand. It was a small laser and he was cutting his ropes as the distracted Infected sharpened their tools. A short fat Infected came up on front of the boy and placed his knife to his face.

"Now lets begin shall we." he croaked and as he began to press his knife to him the boy reached from behind and stabbed the mutant in his bloated belly. The groans from the infected man pierced both Vic and Grays ears. Quickly Gray stormed in and began to shoot at the other infected that were storming towards the boy.

"Vic! Cover me!" he yelled as he went towards the dumbfounded boy. Vic nodded and aimed at the infected that were waddling towards Grayson. Vic aimed at a fat one and shot at its head.

"Gotcha!" she yelled but the infected only looked angry at her. "Huh?" she shot multiple times but the bullets didn't seem to penetrate its skull. He ran towards her and Vic quickly grabbed a pipe from the pile of junk and ran towards the fat infected. She twirled the pipe over her head and jumped high enough to hit his head with all her might. The infected dropped to the floor and she took out another with a round-house kick into its ribs. Gray made his way through his rain of gun fire towards the boy. He picked the boy up and fired at the remaining infected. Vic was on the far side of the area on top of an infected grasping its neck and banging his head on the floor.

"Why won't you die?!" she yelled as Gray walked up in front of her. He sighed and shot at his head. Vic stared at the limp infected and up at Grayson.

"How'd you..? Nevermind so are we talking him home?" Vic asked as she looked over at the boy a top of Grays shoulder. The boys gaze met upon Vic, her eyes looked over his hazel eyes and shaggy hair. She felt her face flush red and the boy kept a bored look on his face.

"Can we keep him?! Look at him he's so fascinating!" she cried as she brushed his hair back and fondled his pale cheeks.

Gray pulled the boy away from Vic and grabbed her by her face.

"No, were not keeping him." he said as he dropped the boy. He landed on his butt and had dirt all over his face.

"Hey! Ow!? That is rude, now my ass is bruised! I've been told this butt is a pretty good money maker!" he cried as he stood up. Gray looked at him weird and looked over at Vic whom was staring at him with a red face.

"Your pretty." Vic said as she went towards him but Gray pushed her away.

"No, no, no, no. You stay here."

Gray turned to the boy and asked him why he was there in the first place. After explaining he was out here looking for the skull face too they resigned into Grays truck. "So what do we do now?" vic asked as she sat in the back of the truck.

"For now we have to go back home, its getting darker.Whats your name kid?" Gray asked as he turned to the boy.

"Miccah."