Killer Kitten - Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 4

"GET DOWN!" Welter shouts at Marin. 

Marin immediately ducks down, squishing her tiny body underneath the armchair she was previously sitting on. "Have you seen these things before?" She hisses.

Welter runs toward the monster and scratches it's head with his noticeably sharp claws. "Yes," He says as he dodges an open mouth that attempted to eat his entire head. "They are dangerous. We call them zombies."

The zombie tackles Welter to the ground, and opens it's giant mouth again to eat Welter's head. Marin jumps out of the armchair and bites the zombie's green flesh.

Marin frowns when no blood ran out from the body.

But the zombie noticed itself being bitten (duh), and it leaves Welter lying on the ground, covered in a thick coating of disgusting saliva and chases after Marin.

Welter stands up immediately and wipes his face clean.  

"I NEED A SAMPLE OF THAT!" Marin yells. 

"Fine, whatever!" Welter yells back, wiping his covered-in-saliva paws clean on the table and begins to chase after the zombie who was chasing after Marin who was trying to run for her life.

"Why do these things eat heads and not another part of our body?" Marin asks, jumping from chair to chair, table to table, trying to get to higher ground to escape the zombie. The zombie is slower than her, so it's easy, but it's feet are pretty big, too. 

"I have no idea," Welter calls, scratching the zombie's head. I few pieces of scratched flesh drops to the ground, and the zombie turns back, chasing Welter instead.

Marin jumps from the wall she climbed on, landing on the zombie's head and bites down, hard. Her teeth aren't very long, and they aren't that sharp as an adult's teeth, but the zombie's head-flesh is softer than she expected, so she bit down and tears a huge piece of head of the zombie.

Marin tastes the flesh, and she spits it out immediately. "No fresh blood," she frowns.

"And no brain," Welter observes. 

The zombie chases after Marin, gaining speed for some reason.

Welter reacts immediately, jumping to a really tall shelf and lands on the zombie's head. He leans down and bites down on the zombie's neck, sinking his sharp fangs into the flesh, waiting a second before ripping the zombie's head clean off it's body, and releasing the head to roll on the floor silently.

"Um-what-" Marin starts.

I'm amazed as well, you know, the fighting and the zombie running after them. Welter is a good fighter, but, you know, he's been fighting these before (as he says...).

"I fought these before, you know," Welter tells her. "Don't act so surprised. I know how to kill these monsters."

"So...what? You wanted to let me see you fight?" Marin asks, raising her eyebrow. "So I can feel...like, amazed by your fighting?"

"No, no, of course not!" Welter assures Marin. "I've actually been observing you. I think you'll be perfect for a killer kitten."

"You mean...Like, you want me to be one?" Marin asks.

"Exactly," Welter nods his head. "If you are willing to, of course. Are you, anyhow?"

Marin looks up at the ceiling, deep in thought about Welter's invitation.

"Can I ask a few questions about being one?" Marin asks. "So I can be more decisive?"

"Sure, please have a seat," Welter says, "ask all you want."

"So, what do they-?" Marin starts to ask.

The door swings open, and Okla is standing there, looking like she was waiting there for a pretty long time. She looks at Marin, then at Welter, and says awkwardly, "Am I interrupting something?"

"No, you're not, don't worry," Welter assures, the same time Marin says, "Yes. You are."

Welter sends Marin a confused sideways look. "She's not. She's my student. It's okay if she comes in when I'm recruiting new cats."

"Oh, you decided!" Okla squeals. "I started to like her after she helped me get back here. Sorry about disappearing like that." Okla looks at Marin apologetically. "So are you becoming one?"

"How did you disappear?" Marin demands. 

"A special trick you'll learn if you become a Killer Kitten," Welter answers for Okla as Okla opens her mouth. "You can't tell someone the secrets of hiding so easily. She's not even a Killer Kitten yet!"

"Sorry," Okla apologizes. "I remember now. That rule. I think it was in section A, actually."

"Exactly, that's why you should remember it," Welter says. "Section A is usually the most important." He turns back to Marin. "Please ask your questions now."

"Oh, right, of course," Marin nods. "What do the Killer Kittens do?"

"They kill!" Okla answers quickly.  "Like in the name."

Welter gives Okla and glare and gestures toward a seat beside him. "Have a seat. And don't speak unless you are absolutely sure that your answer is correct."

Okla pads toward the chair and takes a seat next to her teacher. "Okay. But that answer was right."

"It was. Kind of." Welter agrees. "But they don't just kill. They kill monsters and save our earth from trouble." He looks at the ceiling suddenly, and I'm afraid he's going to pounce on me. "Oh look. The clock strikes 11. You need to go home?"

"No," Marin snaps. "I'm not going home."

"Jeez, no need to be angry," Okla sneers at her.

"It's fine if you want to stay and talk a bit more," Welter says happily. "I can tell you more about being a Killer Kitten anyways."

They talk throughout the night, laughing and giggling.

Will Marin choose to become one?

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Yay! Finally finished talking about the Killer Kittens!

And not a bad cliffhanger, what a kind narrator I am.

Thank you for reading toward this bit.

I'll see you on the other side.

The Narrator