Ch. 9 - Meet Jimmy "The Butcher"

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Cell and Raven ran as fast as they could to the supermarket. "We made it! And their not following us!" Cell told Raven panting a bit walking to the big doors. He opened them looking at the place. "What a dump! It looks so....so...."

"So nasty?" Raven asked chuckling a bit as he walked in too. He looked around and saw all of the food. "Damn! This place is heaven man!" Raven told Cell getting a shopping cart, he started to collect the food while Cell was looking around around for zombies or D.S.U. Members.

"Clear!" Cell yelled out to Raven, Raven held a thumps up and a bag of chips. "Nice one." Cell laughed a bit hearing screaming. "What the fuck?" He asked. He began walking towards the freezer storage room.

"Shut it! Unless you want to feel a sharper knife!" The man told the girl as he took out a katana.

The girl got wide eyed and shaked her head as he smirked, he then stabbed her some more, blood squirting out on the meat. "P-please.....s-stop it....." The girl told him feeling weak and sick. "Y-your h-hurting m-me!" The girl winced in pain as the knife stabbed deeper into her stomach.

"That's the point Cheryl! I went crazy after you married that nerd! How are the kids these days?! Fresh meat for the zombies to eat?!" The man laughed insanely grabbing a meat cleaver smirking. "Now hold still....this won't hurt a bit!" The man smirked even bigger raising the meat cleaver up high as Cell just stood there not able to do a thing. The man swinged it down on her head as it came clean off.

Cell nearly puked at the sight, he made a gagging noise and the man turned around walking towards the door kicking it open with blood all over him.

"I see I have visitors....my name is Jimmy, but....my friends call me 'Jimmy the Butcher' He smirked showing blood stained meat cleaver.

"Um, Cell? I really think we need to go....this man needs some....uh alone time!" Raven told Cell backing away.

"Where do you think your going fresh meat? The girl was only the beginning!" Jimmy smirked sharpening his knives, he took out his katana swinging at Cell who was trying to dodge his attacks.

Raven was panicking, he ran to the soda isle and found some coke, he had the perfect plan. He picked up the coke bottle and found some mentos, after that he got some of the hottest sauce in America from the sauce isle and got some ghost peppers. He opened up the soda bottle and drank some of the soda down so the stuff would fit in. He opened up the sauce bottle and poured it down into the coke bottle along with squeezing the ghost peppers into the soda. After that he put the mentos in and quickly closed the lid trying to hold the shaking bottle.

"Can't dodge forever doctor!" Jimmy laughed insanely.

"Hey! Have some soda asshole!" Raven grinned opening the lid, the soda bottle flew out his hands like a rocket into Jimmies left eye. He fell backwards dead because of sauce and ghost peppers...And the fact that the pressure just caved Jimmy's eye socket in.

"Hey thanks Raven....who knew someone like you could pull off something this smart?" Cell told him smiling.

"If I didn't do that you would have been fucking sushi!" Raven laughed too looking at all of the food. "Shit man, we're going to need something bigger...." He told Cell.

"How about those two big shipment trucks outside of the store in the back? Their used for this kind of stuff you know?" He chuckled as Raven nodded. They both got boxes and put them in the truck.


One hour later...

"Okay she is locked and loaded! You can drive a truck right Raven?" Cell asked him.

"Of course! I driven my fair share of delivery trucks, 18 wheelers....and even pickup trucks!" Raven smiled getting into the right delivery truck, he saw the little walkie talkies. "Hey! Um, you think this works?" Raven asked Cell holding the walkie talkie.

"I hope so, you and I need it....just stay right behind me, and we'll get back to CELL CORPS in one piece." Cell told Raven starting the truck. Raven started his too. They both drove off into the night road.

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