Chapter 6 The Village

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Osborne asked Morgan can I have a weapon?
Hell Osborne lucky you're not tied up. Keep quiet
and keep walking.

Owens took a knee, waited for the team to catch up.
Only about 400 meters away. He wrung out his hat.
The sweat ran out. Wiped his forehead off.
Put some gum in his mouth.

Dawson moved up, the team went to defense mode.

Morgan checked the map, good 400 little less.
Owens Dawson both lead, team will follow about ten behind.

Owens looked forward, Morgan look young kid.
Walking our way. Osborne said I know him.
Probably looking for us.

Morgan said we'll take cover, Osborne you meet the
boy.

Osborne stood in the path waiting. Thinking I've got to
get them on my side. They just don't realise how big,
this is. The youngster stopped him and Osborne talked

Osborne motioned for Morgan. This is well I call him
Thom. He said the Priest wants to meet us at the village
Church not his home. The boy will show us the back way
in.

Morgan thought some, Osborne I'll have Owens on over watch. On you. Osborne shook his head. Fine Morgan
I'm not going to get us all killed.

Morgan gritted his teeth, you sure tried a day ago.
We avoid fire fights, if possible. Get in do the mission
get the Hell out. K lets move.

Morgan tossed Osborne his weapon, only till we get
to the Village.

Peters placed the 60 on his shoulder, man I'm hungry
and fucking hot. We are walking.

Thom and Dawson were having a good time while
walking. Morgan watched, my crazy Indian, wouldn't
think it when he's with kids. Dawson patted his head.
Fell back to Morgan.

Boss Vasquez as been to the Village twice in the past
day. Think he knows something is up.
Morgan looked at Dawson then up front to the boy.
You think he told Osborne that?

Don't think so boss. I had to about pry it out of him.
Priest told him just to tell us the meet sight had
been changed.

Dawson get what you can, if trouble starts. Protect the
boy.

Boss you know I would, he's a child.

Morgan nodded. Osborne was with Thom when Dawson
came back up. I've got it Osborne.
I'll just hang here Dawson.

Thom and Dawson both saw it. Smoke then weapons
Firing.

Thom took off at a run. Dawson ran after him.

Osborne ran back to Morgan we have got to help!
I know all those people!

Morgan said, we move slow. I'm not running into
an out gunned deal. But we will move a little faster.
Dawson Owens step it up some.

Dawson finally caught Thom. Shit, Holy fucking shit!
Morgan looked up, what the Hell! Cover take cover!

Four men running like Hell. Dust flying off the trail.
Dawson couldn't believe it. They had to be running 70 miles per hour.

Morgan watched as they blew by. Thank God he thought.
I hope I was seeing things. Just glad they didn't see or hear us.

Osborne started walking towards the Village. Morgan and the rest fell in behind. The walk went to a jog.

They got with in 50 meters, came to a stop. Morgan
Looked at Osborne, what the Hell were those people?

Osborne, kind of shook well I'm not sure. Morgan I don't know. The Priest Father Joe will explain.

Morgan tensed up some, Peters give Owens the 60.
You take his 14 fall behind me. Owens you have center.
Osborne behind Owens the rest fan out.

Morgan was to the rear just to the right of Osborne.
Peters behind Morgan. He knew why, but he wanted to
fight he was tired of his friends dieing. He wanted pay back! But he maybe needed to help his friends if wounded. Thom was sent to the church the back way.

Morgan said and we're walking. Dawson stroked both
his scalps. Owens smiled we are off to see the Wizard!

Baldwin spit some juice from his chew, the wonderful
Wizard! Fucking Wizard Damn him to Hell. Soul less bastard.

The Village was ablaze, as the team entered.
All but for the church.
Osborne ran towards the church. Morgan shouted stop Osborne. Owens stay on Osborne. Baldwin you take the rest look for survivors.

Owens saw the young Thom, well what was left of him.
Osborne was holding him. The gutted and half eaten child. Owens felt sick, he pulled himself together.
Osborne hey listen I'm sorry. We gotta check the Church.

Morgan looked down at Osborne. Holy Christ, dear God.
Osborne take what ever time you need. Owens lets check the church.

Morgan walked in first Owens just to his left. The church was a wreck. Then they saw it.

Morgan shouted let the Priest go! Owens moved to cover Morgan and the person thing holding the Priest off the floor.

Vasquez dropped the Priest, hissed Morgan. His mouth open drool and blood dripped from his teeth. The breath he exhaled smelled of sulfur and rotten eggs.
I'm not here for you Morgan, or the ones with you.

The Priest is all I want. This one is mine. He hissed again,
Osborne I smell his fear. I'll have him also.

Father Joe came to, he stumbled a little standing up.
I ask again, you unholy beast. Who are you?

Fuck you, Priest! I'm Vasquez.

You lie! You are not Welcome Here! Leave! Father Joe started walking towards Vasquez. Holding his crucifix out, Holy water in the other hand. Leave unclean beast.

Owens managed to work his way over near Father Joe.
I'm with ya Father, if in he don't want to leave I'll kill
him.

Morgan yelled Vasquez! I'll blow your brains out! Leave
Like the Father says!

Vasquez turned pushed his arm towards Owens, he went flying hit the wall twenty feet away.

Morgan could smell everything that could go rotten
in the air. Vasquez smiled Morgan, I'm unclean, unholy.
Who am I Morgan?

Father Joe yelled don't listen! He is trying to trick you!
Father Joe threw the Holy water on Vasquez.

He screamed ,the air stunk. Morgan gagged Owens was still out.

Father Joe pressed the Crucifix against Vasquez's chest.
Again a scream. The air filled with more rotting flesh and vegetable, sulfur.

Who are you? You unclean beast, who are you?

Osborne ran in shouting tell the Father! Who are you?

Vasquez turned in one step leap, grabbed Osborne.
Bit his head off. Blood sprayed all over Morgan some even hit Father Joe. Vasquez chewed on the flesh and bone, he took in holding the head by its ears.

He tossed the head at Morgan. Blood running down his face. Dripping off his nose and forehead.

Morgan fired his shot gun emptying it into Vasquez's chest. He stepped backwards stumbled a little.
Grabbed the shot gun from Morgan. Tossed it aside.

Pushed Morgan away. I said I wasn't here! For you Morgan.
Morgan fell into busted up pews. He couldn't move.
He was a tangled mess in the pews.

Father Joe confused, said the Holy Water, Crucifix.
They made you scream. How why aren't you hurt?

The Beast, laughed Priest. Your Faith is weak, all are.
I'll tell you. Who I am right before your last breath.

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