Darke Night

Preparations

     The scouts came back and it was so much worse than we had anticipated. The thing, the monster that was headed our way was followed by an army of thousands of the undead. They were literally follwing in the things wake. There was no way. Not even we could battle an army so large. We had to put our plan into action, it was the only choice if we had a chance at survival. The humans, they were so full of fear and terror. They were literally leading the zombies right to our doors. We did not share with them the extent of the truth. Their imaginations were already causing enough damage. We had to put our plan into action. It was the only way.
   
     I leaned back against the bed post. Wondering how it would all turn out,  wondering what the odds were, as they steadily stacked against us? We would survive. There was no other option in my mind. But how? Remained completely unclear. Only God had the answer to this, maybe He would share His insight, if we only held out.
     Zane stretched as he walked through the door, naked and glourious. He was mine, and the fire warming my blood attested to it. Heat curls, fresh, warm, amazing rushed through my system.  I watched him sniff the air, sensing my scent, knowing that I wanted him. He growled, only adding to my excitement. Stealthily he crept closer, I could feel the rush of excitement within me. His body coming to rest on mine. I needed him, needed the knowledge that there was still right in this crazy, fucked up world. I felt his muscles tighten,  his nails as they raked over my thickened skin. Pleasure erupted from his caress. And his tongue, it left a thick, tingeling wake as it made its way over my body. I needed him.
I growled as I claimed him.
Mine.

Every adult in the stronghold stood in line and waited for their portions of the medication. Each dose carefully calculated for each person, the children included. This has to work. If even one thing went wrong...it would be a disaster. There were so many risks involved, but there was no other options.
     Bottle after bottle of sleeping pills and valium lined the counter. It would be an instant slaughter if this went wrong. But we had to hold. The humans could not fight this, there was not enough of us to hold up against them. So we had to change the dynamics of the battle. Make it work in our favor, in a different location. We would have to convince the zombie army that there was nothing here. That they needed to move on. It was the only option. But to do so, with this many scared people, would be nearly impossible.
     We had to fool the humans too. They would all have to be sedated, down to the last child. Lying in their beds, fast asleep, sedated. Fresh meat for the slaughter if anything went wrong. But we had to have faith. The plan was amazing if we could pull it off. We would paint the stronghold invisible to the zombies and lead them away. It would still be war for the monster leading the charge, but the humas could survive...and my young would survive, even if we didn't.

The horde would be here soon. They made such steady progress. The defenses here would have to hold. And they were impressive. Ash would stay behind with my children. They all needed each other. And if the defenses were breached?  In his condition, the young so soon to be born, he would have to take my children and leave. Ensuring that some of use survived the arriving nightmare.

Copyright 2015, Aelfwynn MacGregor, AMB