Aftermath Season 2: Wasteland

Episode 12: No More Misery

"AHHH OH MY GOD NO!!" Kennedy screamed in terror, as everyone else was too stunned to act. She went to Jason and grabbed his pistol. Kennedy sprayed bullets at Ryan and Ashton, nearly breaking her arm from the recoil and kickback. Ashton and Ryan both took cover to the left, as Joey took the right. Just as Ashton got into cover, he was met with Arjen. He lifted up the rock and slammed it down over Ashton's head, but before he could make contact, Ryan already did. Arjen looked down at his shirt. Two red spots started to form larger and larger, as Arjen collapsed, holding his chest where the bullets hit him. "Finish him off." Ashton ordered Ryan, as Ryan filled Arjen's head with lead. No last words. Just pure brutality. Ryan and Ashton changed their focus on the bullets that were flying from each side now. Brendan took cover behind the barrel Ella was last seen at before they took her captive, and cooked his AK-47 back for some absolute devastation. Joey began spraying at everyone over there. "Fuck! We need to get these bitches down quick!" Tyson yelled to Jason. "That's the intention!" Jason shouted back over the gunfire. Just then, the window Tyson was hiding under in the bar exploded into a sea of glass shards. "AHHH, fuck! They're focusing on me, now shoot them!" He exclaimed. Jason quickly peaked out from the old station wagon he was positioned behind, and looked for a target. He saw Ryan, still focused on Tyson, oblivious to Jason being there. He let go a couple shots in Ryan's direction. He quickly went back to cover, unaware if they hit him or not, but hoping they did. "I laid down some fire!" Jason told Tyson over the bullets.

Kennedy had made it all the way up to her bedroom. Looking out the window, she continued to spray bullets in Ashton's direction. All of them were missing, she's lucky she didn't accidently hit someone from her own group. "AHHH!" She cried, as the magazine finally emptied. Brendan then, came into the room. "1, stop wasting all the ammo and be sure of who you're shooting, and 2, I'm coming to help you fuck them up." He told her. "Okay." Kennedy responded.

Devon, Kiefer, Jack, and Jasmine were all taking cover behind a wall. "What do we do? We don't have any guns!" Devon exclaimed over the shots. "There's an armory where Jason has been keeping the guns! But it's across the street! And we need to make it there without getting hit!" Jack explained, loudly. "Okay! I'll tell Jason and Tyson to cover us!" Kiefer exclaimed. Kiefer peaked over from his cover. "Hey! Tyson! Jason!" He shouted at them. "What!?" They both responded, taking cover after shooting. "Can you cover us while we rush to the armory?!" Kiefer asked. "Yeah!" Tyson said. "Alright, we got you!" Jason assured them. Kiefer, Jack, Jasmine, and Devon all got ready to give her, and rush across the open street as fast as they possible could. As they went, Jason and Tyson started spraying wildly at Ashton and his minions. Jason saw Ryan peak up to attempt to shoot at them, when Jason shot Ryan right in the leg, blood squirted out everywhere like a sprinkler. Jason thought he must've hit an artery.

"Okay! Here you go." Kiefer said, as he handed Devon an AR-15. Jasmine grabbed a shotgun. After that there was only a glock and another AR-15. Kiefer quickly snagged the rifle, leaving Jack to arm himself with the little pistol. Devon slowly snuck up to the door, he could still here bullets flying, but it was slowing down a bit. Devon peered around the corner, he raised his gun and began shooting at Joey. He quickly got down before Devon could hit him.

Joey wasn't hitting any of them like he hoped he would, so Joey concocted a plan. He swiftly slipped away from his cover and started going around the back alleys of the buildings. He made it to the bar where he could see Jason and Tyson. Jason was the closer of the two, so Joey had made his target. He quietly snuck up behind Jason and put his hand around his mouth and other hand on the back of his head. But, just as he was gonna break Jason's neck, he elbowed Joey in the ribs, stunning him giving Jason the right amount of time to break free. Joey quickly tackled Jaspn to the ground and mashed him in the face with the but of his rifle. "Should've just let it happen in the first place." Joey told him. "I refuse to let you win!" Jason said in grit teeth. "Bitch!" He screamed as he launched him knee into Joey's ballsack. He collapsed to Jason's right, moaning in pain. Jason got above Joey, he tried to kick at him to push him away, but he just moved passed it, and took Joey's gun from his possession. Jason trained the rifle on Joey's head. "Tell me right now that you'll give up, and you'll go get Ashton and Ryan to surrender alongside with you. Or I'll bust a cap in your sorry ass fuckin' head." Jason ordered and threatened him. Joey pondered the situation, but then he saw his get out of jail free card standing behind Jason. "No." Joey said, boldly. Just as Jason pulled the trigger, Ryan punched Jason from behind, causing him to miss horribly. Joey snagged his gun back, as Ryan put Jason in a chokehold. "Kill me pussy, see how far you get, then." Jason uttered, gargling from Ryan's arm around his throat. "You know, you were a real good second hand man back in the vault, I don't want this to happen as much as you do." Joey said, as he slowly raised the barrel to Jason's forehead. "Stop fucking around and just shoot my ass." Jason taunted him. Then out of nowhere, Ryan's blood started pouring onto Jason's shoulders, with Ryan's strength, he brought Jason down to the ground with himself. Tyson stood above to two and in front of Joey. "Good try, but we always win." Tyson said. Jason finally escaped from Ryan's grasp. He laid on the floor, a gaping hole in his head as blood formed a pool around his corpse. "Put it down, smart guy." Tyson warned Joey. Joey flopped the gun to the ground. "Just keep me alive, please." Joey started to beg. "Are you serious dude? Look what happened the first time we let you live." Tyson told him "Let's see, you brought a group of villainous crazy people like yourself to our front step, and killed one of our beloved group members... and though I am thankful that this brought me and Jasmine back together again and all, on behalf of Balckyard and it's members, we're not letting you free this time." Tyson said, epicly as he pulled the trigger shooting Joey square in the head, instantly killing him. He flopped onto the ground beside Ryan and joined him in making a pool of blood. "We'll deal with these worthless corpses later, we have one more of these pricks to hunt." Tyson told Jason, and it was so cool when he said it too.

Ashton had kept shooting when Ryan went to go back up Joey. He looked over to tell him to keep shooting, but Ryan and Joey had disappeared. The shooting had stopped now that Ashton had ceased fire. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck, where are they!" He exclaimed. Ashton immediately thought about surrendering and throwing his rifle to the floor, but what if Ryan and Joey would be right back? What if they were just around the corner? "Ryan!" Ashton screamed. The shooting had stopped, so everyone, including Jason and Tyson heard that. "They're dead!" Tyson said as he started menacingly, slowly approaching Ashton's cover. "Liar!" Ashton shouted at him. "Do you want to see?" He asked him, coming closer and closer, Ashton heard his footsteps getting louder on each step. "I'll... I'll kill you motherfucker!" Ashton stuttered out if straight fear. Suddenly Tyson's stopped, the footsteps were no pager audible. "Fine, I'll call your bluff, than." Tyson said, as he snuck around Ashton's cover where he wasn't looking, and grabbed him by the back of his shirt. Tyson shuved him directly to the ground. As Ashton hit the floor, his gun fell out of his reach. He went for it, but Devon already had his foot covering it, everyone was there, ready for the public execution of Ashton. Tyson dragged Ashton to the center of town in the middle of the dirt road. "On your knees." Tyson ordered him. "Don't do this man, you could've killed me earlier, but not like this." Ashton cried. "After what you did... It has to be this way." Tyson said, raising Ryan's rifle to Ashton's forehead. "Look, I know you're mad that I killed that girl, but I can change I promise! Just throw me in the jail cell over there." Ashton nodded to the town's jail behind Tyson. He looked back to it, then back at Ashton, he didn't say anything, but kept Ryan's barrel trained on Ashton's head. "Please! I just want to live!" He cried and begged. Kiefer started to get a little bit uncomfortable, he realized what Ashton had done, but a public execution? This is inhumane, and we aren't living in the midevil times anymore. "Any last words?" Tyson asked him. Ashton just continued to cry. Kiefer knew this was wrong, he just had a feeling in his stomach. There is no law, yes, but you must carry on the world in your head as if it never ended. This was wrong, this wouldn't happen just a month ago before the nukes dropped. "No?" Tyson asked, finally before pulling the trigger shooting Ashton through the head. His body flopping onto the floor, and yet another pool of blood formed under more blood on their hands....

Thanks for reading Season 2 of Aftermath. Season 3 will begin shortly... The Civil War awaits you...