A search for Vicky

Part Fifteen

Standing in the middle of their little home for the previous few days they embraced, then took their chems. Vic took her Turbo then the injection of Med-x. He stabbed his neck with the Med-x then the inhaler of Psycho. Asra’s strength spiked and he rammed the door, hard. The rubble was shoved back and he nearly didn’t get out the way as Vic bolted through the gap. She had already made it to the edge of the street as the creature began to follow her with its gaze, it began to rise. She ran with all her might and he only advantage was the creatures cold blood and slow awakening. Vic had almost made it to the shop with their cellar in it when she heard the creatures’ giant footsteps catching up with her. She couldn’t make it, she jumped through the window and lunged for the cellar as the Alpha crashed through the building, she tumbled down the stair hitting the bottom hard, she was shook but the Med-x numbed the pain, she jumped as an almighty crash happened above and the trap door shattered followed by half the buildings rubble blocking the exit.

Asra had taken Le Fusil Terribles as it may, be able to damage the creature if need be, he pulled his 44 as he saw the creature gaining on Vic way faster than they had anticipated, as he saw her jump into the building he cracked off a full cylinder but the bullets had no effect on the creature as it tore through the building searching for his friend.

‘Fuck,’ he exclaimed and started to close the gap between him and his foe.

He reloaded as her got to the edge of the bank and sent another full cylinder into the creatures hide, still nothing. He just dropped his 44 and took an inhale of turbo; he sped up and closed to around 20 feet of the leviathan. He let loose three blasts of the shotgun, that got its attention. Asra bolted diagonally away towards the east side shops and let go one last blast as he jumped through a door splintering it. Small damage compared to the Alpha now traveling in his direction straight though the middle of the shops. The buildings slowed it enough so when he was level with the bank he had time to make it back to the vault, not where he wanted to be but really pressed for choices now. As Asra bolted across the road he blasted the Death claw with the remainder of the shot, doing a bit of damage but mostly pissing it off. He jumped through the door and slammed it shut behind him.

‘Well this has gone shit.’ He said to his self just as his little sanctum was slammed from the front, it began to tilt and was hit again.

‘Fucking really with this.’ The whole room flipped onto it back, he, and all the contents of the room where chucked against the rear wall.

The last thing on his mind was the corpses as he grabbed his pack and fumbled for his last resort. He closed his eyes.

‘I planned for this Vic and I hope you make it.’ A giant claw then tore the door clean away.

Asra looked up at his death, pulled the grenade pin and dropped it into his pack.

Vic was sat in the chair wishing everything to be okay, the basement shook violently causing debris to fall from the ceiling Knocking Vic unconscious.