COD Zombies short stories

The repeat ( MOTD)

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The repeat ( MOTD)
Lying in the rubble of some of the walls Billy thought to himself. None of the guys other then Finn remained...

He looks out an opening of a wall seeing the green rays flashing through the sky. He sighs thinking about all that had happened. They had escaped the grasps of death before them and now all he could think about was the most gruesome deaths.

Albert died for the three of them. All the crap they gave him. Even attempting to backstab him was all Billy seemed to think about. Yet, he went out by closing the door behind them as they began to make it to the docks. All you heard was the agonizing screams before finally the zombies seemed to finish him off and began pounding on the steel door.

Sal seemed to just stare for a second before going away from the door completely. Yet, Billy and Finn stayed there watching the vicious beasts continue to pound and pound believing at some time they would be able to break through as though the door was just a pebble in their paths.

The second to go was Sal. Once they had crash landed onto the bridge Sal became as though nerved not wanting to be disturbed. Yet, as he stared at the water he didn't realize the dangers behind him. Quickly both Finn and Billy protected the boss man himself even though it didn't help much since the oncoming attack was becoming to much and if they didn't move...

So, they looked at him, Then themselves. They both look down killing one more zombie before finally in a blink of an eye running opposite ways... The zombies flooded towards Sal as though it was a title wave. Sal only closed his eyes before being thrown into the water with what seemed like a hundred zombies. Yet there was nothing but silence even after the splash. Both Finn and Billy go to ledge looking down to their old boss in sorrow slowly trying to remove the agonizing memory from their brains.

Proven unsuccessful they go towards the electric chairs to zap themselves away like they have done previous times before. There was nothing there for them other then seeing Sal being thrown into the water by the zombies. But, there was also nothing for them back at the prison where Albert gave himself up to defend his team even if they had treated him like crap.

It was like a knife to Billy's heart seeing Albert for that last moment before the doors closed. He simply had a grin on his face... His eyes showed a type of confidence to them that Billy had never seen before. But, he didn't know if he was the only one to see it...

He sighs looking down at the cold ground that seemed to wrap around him like the jaws of a shadowy beast that could never be seen. The beast always stalked him slowly waited for the perfect moment to consume him completely only leaving a man unknown to all left over...

Finn was the only one that managed to survive until this round with Billy. He sat there his vision slowly blacking and reddening each second as Finn attempted his way to his friend that he wished only to survive. He didn't want to be left to a hell hole all alone... No one did...

Billy's breathing became heavier as now minutes passed. Finally Finn found a way through the zombies and slammed the doors to the small infirmary room shut locking them. He looked to Billy seeing him paler then even Casper the friendly ghost...

Finn sighs as he slowly slid down the wall beside Billy knowing he wouldn't be able to exactly save him. Not with as far as Billy was in the process of death.

Finn puts his head in his hands breathing heavily as he dripped in blood and sweat from head to toe. Billy smiles over to him.

" You know, I'm not even scared about death anymore..." Billy points out in a small and sickly sounding voice. He seemed so fragile like a porcelain doll...

" You're not?" Finn asks in a bit of amazement. Billy nods with a small smirk spread on his face. He looks over to Finn.

" I've been accepting the fact that I would be going to hell sooner or later... The murders felt good to me... Yet at the same time, my conscious continuously nagged at me to turn myself in for the terrible deeds..." He points out. Frowning he starts to play with the bits of dust that managed to build up from the rubble.

" Doesn't hell wait for us all?" Finn asks looking Billy straight in the eyes. Billy shrugged.

" Some belong there because of the shit they get themselves in while others don't..." He states. Finn continues to stare at Billy. " I know I'm going to die here Finn. I was confused why you would even lock yourself with me... You still have a good heart in you that belongs to that big man up above instead of below..."

" But I couldn't just leave you like we did to Sal. I couldn't just backstab you like we did to Albert... I just can't do all those things that we have done. I know there may be a way to earn forgiveness for our acts. Hell, Albert should be with that big man up above for giving himself up to those ass hole of zombies. But Sal, I'm just not sure..." Finn states leaning back on the cold cement walling. Billy nods.

" When you held you're gun at Al... Were you going to actually shoot?" Billy asks. Finn stays silent. He bites his bottom lip breaking it and tasting a type of copper.

" I don't know..." He finally admits. He looks down at the ground sighing. Billy again nods at the answer not wanting to really push it on him. Finns been through enough after all...

It was hard enough for him to be testified against by Angela. It was as though she didn't even care. Like she already had it planned out and was just waiting for the perfect moment to strike with those venomous words.

He didn't deserve it. Billy only believed in him and the other two being put to death. Finn should have just been put into jail for a bit. But he went with the team... At times he was grateful to have Finn there. He protected Billy's ass more times then he could even count.

Though, now as he watched his friend die he couldn't help but feel terrible. He didn't want to be alone... He wanted to stay with his team...

The pounding on the doors slowly faded which was odd to Finn. He looked behind him seeing only a blank face of a zombie as it now slowly walked away from the door. He was confused as he looked towards the other door seeing it also clear from the flesh eaters.

He looks around out the door seeing nothing. Yet it had to be a dream. The hell he went through was to much! This all was just some illusion made up in his mind right?

He closes his eyes and opens them to the same view. It was different for him. Not being chased nor seeing anyone around to be completely honest. Slowly he walks towards the docks looking up to the sky seeing the clouds disappear before his eyes. It was as though someone had spared him. As though enough had happened to him... But has enough really happened to him? Or is this whole thing just going to be a giant repeat?