Crash course (Book 3)

Actual Chapter 11

You know the deal. 

TW: Gore and major character death, as well as cringe rushed writing. oh and swearing.

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Their last few moments didn't last long. The building was shaking with the force of the hoards outside, gun shots, grenades, missiles. A whole military equipped for this event was being overrun. Laff was leading the charge with Ally by his side. They needed to move quickly. Nadwe had been with Ally the entire time, following closely behind her. Meme could see the grief in his eyes. They were all suffering, their party had been cut down by a lot. Everyone was dead. Laff seemed to look out of the facility his eyes widening.

"Theres a train!" He shouted point at a train that was being overrun. Meme watched as Laff pointed to an area where infected were thinning out, as the rest were aiming for the front main cars. Ally nodded. Her forehead slicked with sweat as she walked over to a door. Using the keycard she opened it reluctantly.

In the few moments of the door being open they all ran. Nadwe taking up the rear with Blaza pulling him along. Ally took up the front. While Laff ran next to Meme. They were moving swiftly, the dirt under their feet crunching. Meme watched people get torn apart, their limbs flying. He gagged but refused to throw up.

He remembered the deaths of all his friends and assured himself these people were greedy. They would've killed them all given the chance.

This world had gone cruel. Cruel and heartless.

Meme looked at all of his friends and waved. "Just a little further!" he exclaimed with a big smile. "We're almost home!" He shouted as he picked up a downed weapon from one of the military in the facility. Staring at the gun, he didnt fire yet. It would drag attention to their ragtag team. Eventually they made it to the last cart of the train with little trouble. Just as it began to move. Staring up slow, Meme could hear screaming as those in the first cart, the conductor's seat were killed. Laff was first on as Ally stayed off to help everyone up.

"Lets go!" Ally shouted as she picked Nadwe up and hoisted him up onto the train. As it started to move. Everyone was on except for Ally. Who began to climb up grabbing the handle bars.

Before a dreaded roar was heard, before suddenly Ally disappeared with a cry. A Charger had well.. Charged through and taken Ally with it. Nadwe screamed horrified. His eyes wide as he cried out her name.

"Ally! Shit! Shit! Meme shoot it!" Nadwe cried shaking the older man.

Meme glanced at Laff as the train started to pick up speed. Beginning to leave the area. There wasn't any point to even attempting to help Ally. She was already too hurt. Plus Meme could see creatures tearing her apart. Meme did what little he could do, and covered Nadwe's eyes. He swore to himself he would not let another one of these people die.

He did. He messed up horribly, there were at the last hurtle, the bridge. They needed to fill it up with gas to start the generator. Nadwe rushing around and dodging the infecteds hands while Meme and Laff, with freshly acquired guns, shot at them. Blaza was helping the younger boy carry the gas.

After things semed to quite down Laff took a look at the gas meter. "Looks like we've got may be a can or more to go." He said as he nodded. Running a hand through his brown hair. Nadwe instantly jumped up.

"I know where the last two are! Down that alley!" Nadwe said. The young man was being positive. Despite the horrific things he had seen. Meme knew that Nadwe was suffering. Nadwe and Blaza ran off and grabbed the cans. Eventually pouring it in and starting up the generator.

Causing the horde to let out its usual strangled cry. Meme ushered Nadwe to move towards the bridge that was right next to the generator Helping the boy climb the ladder as he grabbed onto Laffs hands and pulled him up.

Blaza was following close behind before there was a loud cranking sound that didn't sound natural to the bridges systems. The loud cranking turned to a scrapping noise as the bridge came to an unexpected halt.Cause Nadwe let out a pained sound as he was jolted by the sudden stop.

"We need to turn the generator back on!" Meme observed as Laff let out an indignant cry.

"Its a death sentence no way in hell!" Laff said gesturing to the three tanks that were charging towards them from the end of the road.It was quite some distance but not far enough for the Tanks to be on them as soon as the attempted to work the generator.

"What the suggestion?" Meme asked glancing between Laff and Blaza. Blaza seemed to think before he grabbed Memes gun. Meme's eyes widened grabbing Blaza's wrist. "Blaza don't you dare." Meme growled. "Don't you fucking dare."

"I'm sorry." Blaza said crying looking between a shocked Laff and an angry looking Meme. "I'm sorry. Let me do this for you." Blaza said .Before hitting Meme in the nose with the butt of the gun.

Meme grunted grabbing his now bleeding nose as Blaza ran. Right towards the tank. Shooting before turning around the fence and slapping the button on the generator. The tanks were on him on an instant. One slapped him into the wall while another threw a piece of concrete at him. Blaza was screaming in pain but the bridge was to high for Meme, Laff or Nadwe to get to him from.

Blaza had saved them so they could live. So many had saved them so they could live. And Meme was determined to live. 

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Im sorry y'all if you find errors in this. I wrote this while being in my hot ass room and living on a damn prayer. 

Felt like a fever dream and a half. 

This is sort of the last chapter so eat up y'all. Since some of you have been barking at my doorstep for another chapter. 

I'll eventually rewrite this when I build up the effort. And if I made any errors its been so long since I read my own stories. I knew the plot and I knew how I wanted it to end and there's enough for a whole other book. But no thank you Sharon I'm trying to LIVE. 

I hate this story So much. It's so poorly made screw you 13 year old me I hope you choke on a sock.

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