Chapter 28: Johnny
I was about a quarter of the way there when a person walked into the middle of the road. I stooped the truck and turned on the brights on the truck. it was mike.
"What the hell? aren't you support to be on the plane?" I asked
"Yes, but I let Kyla and joe go by themselves to meet me there, I came to find you." he replied.
"Your chest, it's healed. how?"
"It slowly closed over time."
"Well, I guess get in. I'm still highly pissed at you, don't expect too much respect, the only reason I'm letting you in is because I'm mad at you, I don't need you to die out here."
Mike opened the truck door and hopped in. we started back on the road trip to Denver. we still had 183 miles to go. that's a twelve hour drive.we kept driving until we heard a plane flying by. we looked up. it was mikes private jet. it had been about nine hours since I picked up mike. we had about ten minutes until we arrived because I floored it towards the city.
"Well look who it is. we need to beat them there. I need to do this and set up for the ambush we're going to give." mike said.
"I gassed it into Denver, we were splitting up, the plane had to land at Denver International Airport. we got to the capital first. Denver was a dead town. the capital was the only lit place. mike pulled out his rifle and I pulled out my sidearm. we waited for a truck to pull up. mike closed the door as they did.
"we need to hide." He said. we took cover behind a turned table. the others walked in, and so did mike. I looked to my right, mike was still there. I tried to get up, but he grabbed my head and covered my mouth.
"You will die here with them." he said as he turned into the sorcerer. we stood up. the sorcerer turned back into mike.
"Well well well, I knew you would be here. I have something of yours." he said to the others." But I don't need him, he is going to die here with you all. they all pulled their sidearms out and tried to fire. but the bullets stopped in mid air. he threw me to the side. I hit a wall and blacked out.
Chapter 29: Joe
The other mike pulled out his staff.
"You shall die here by yourself like the scum I made this planet to be." he yelled. Mike pulled out his sword."ah mike, like what I've done with you, you are mine!" he yelled.
"So, you did this to me, you caused the death of my own blood and family. point that gun of yours at me, I dare you." mike said.
"What are you doing? do you want to die!?" Kyla asked.
"Don't worry about mike, we need to deal with the demons he has summoned." I said as the room filled with those monsters from the cafeteria at the base. I started firing at them, dropping them one by one. I heard mike go into rage mode as the sorcerer fired his gun. I watched the fight as we fought the monters. mike had disarmed the sorcerer and they were fighting with the sorcerers sword and mike in rage mode. the sorcerer couldn't get a hit on him, but nether could mike. they just dodged and deflected until the blade of the sorcerer hit him in his already gashed body. it slid into his hole from General John.
"Wrong move, my turn!" mike yelled as he grabbed the blade. but the sorcerer flung him to the side. I shot down another monster and ran to help Kyla. the sorcerer focused on us, he still looked like mike. he pulled out his sword and approached us. we fired at him, but we knew it would do nothing. he used his staff and pointed it at me. I began to float and was flung to the wall. I felt a hard pain in my back. I couldn't move. he approached Kyla with his sword drawn.
"I'll take out the weak first." he said as he slashed his sword at Kyla. but it was met by mikes sword.
"You've lost your god-damn mind if you think that. You will die here in this horrible wasteland you call home. and your creation will kill the creator!" mike yelled as he swung his blade at the core of the sorcerer. it lopped him in half, he fell over, dead. He helped up Kyla.I fell to the floor. mike helped me up, too.
"That dream you had joe, it came true mostly, but it wasn't me, how?" mike asked.
"Johnny wasn't in my dream, he might of altered the outcome." I replied. we helped him up from the floor.
"That hurt." Johnny said.
"Don't hassle it too much, I've been flung many times over this week." I joked.
Chapter 30: mike
That was a horrible fight. I almost lost another friend/family member. I believed I had control of my demonic power. but it might of disappeared completely. is still saved someone this time, and that's a giant leap from the powers that killed my own. we started back to the plane. we drove Johnny's truck into the back of the plane and departed. I started to believe we had no luck, that our life was a living hell. I'm the walking dead, Kyla has demonic powers, as do all of us, and we have lost many people of my family. it was a long and quiet flight except for the occasional giggle or sigh. we eventually landed back at base. I was the first to depart the plane. Followed by Kyla and Joe. Johnny sat on the plane for quite some time before leaving the aircraft. he seemed disturbed by all that had just happened last night.
"What's up?" I asked.
"E=MC2 added to H2O. the sky my friend." he joked.
"Smart ass, what's wrong." I replied.
"Nothing I can tell you old man, I'm fine, don't worry about me, there's plenty of things wrong with you to focus on." he said.
We walked to the main building. we made our way to our rooms and passed out.
Chapter 31: Joe
I woke up at 4:30 A:M and got dressed. I snuck out of the building and unloaded the truck from the plane. I started it up. the roar startled me. the unmanned turrets were shooting down flying demons. I drove to the hole in the wall from the giant threw the concrete slab at Mike and me. his colossus body still lay there from his ruthless death. I took off towards the durrilian wasteland to find a great fighter for our loss of Sean. even though you couldn't replace him, we needed somebody. I floored it past the deserted houses and to the outskirts of the town. there was a mine that had been abandon by previous life. I drove until I found an old shack in the middle of nowhere. I saw someone rocking back and forth in a rocking chair with a cowboy hat pulled over their face. I drove closer. the person was female. she had jeans and boots on, a tank-top shirt and the cowboy hat. a Remington double barrel sawed-off shot-gun across her lap. she looked up at me with the shot-gun pointed at me.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm in search of a soldier or fighter that could help my clan. we lost a great warrior, but his ranks had to be filled, and your weapon choice and speed intimidate me. who are you?" I replied with a question.
"The name's Chy, I know you from somewhere. i'll come help under one certain circumstance. you kill that beast in the ocean. it has killed many of my friends and almost myself. If I didn't show it my gun." she said.
"The Contra?" I asked.
"Yes, why, do you know of it?"
"Yes, we already slew it, the dock down the coast was crushed by the battle."
"We?"
"Myself and my crew. the one I need you to join."
"Well I guess we need to go to you're base then."
"O.k., Hop in, grab what you need."
She stuffed some bags with cloths and other items and sacks of pennies.
"What are those for?" I asked.
"These are my ammo." She said.
"For what, the ATM?" I joked.
"No, for my shot-gun. it was modified to fire small disk, but they stopped making those kind of bullets, so I use pennies."
Chy hopped in the truck. it was 5:13 A:M. we sped off towards the base. I set it on auto-pilot and drifted off.
