Second {Z Nation}

Chapter 10

Season 2, Episode 2 [White Light]

(There are some long, boring descriptions of sign language in this chapter near the end- they're in brackets if you want to skip them- what they say is always translate afterwards, but I just thought it would be cool to include some real sign language so that you guys might be able to learn!)

     It's not long before we catch up to the Spanish man who chases down Murphy and Cassandra. I watch Cassandra, her white boots that slap the ground and Murphy's classy shoes slow them down. I keep pace with the group, my legs itching and tingling to sprint ahead.

     "Murphy!" Warren yells.

     Murphy tells Cassandra something and she runs off to our right, I look at Warren for orders but she gives a silent one as she follows Murphy to the left. His hat flies off once he's around the corner and a black truck of men in skeleton balaclavas with heavy artillery, drives by causing Murphy to slow down. The Spanish man raises his gun and shoots one of the truck's windows, causing it to shatter, but not fall. 

     Mack sees this and stops, taking a step back and hiding behind a white car, we all follow suit- holding our guns at the ready. The Spanish man shoots the driver of the truck and it careens into another car. He rains fire down on the truck and a man steps out with a gun raised, the Spaniard shoots him in the shoulder and saunters over before shooting him in the head. I watch as Murphy sprints away and groan internally.

     "Okay, it's gonna be like that then," Warren observes from the front of the truck. 

     A bunch of red-necks drive by in a roofless, red Jeep, holding a heavy gun each- they hold them as if they are pistols. The same burgundy van with the sour-faced woman that we followed in the direction of Murphy pulls up behind the car we are using as cover and the woman cocks a shotgun, pointing it at us.

     "LOOK OUT!" Mack screeches and we scatter, 10k pulls me around the back of the car and towards a building.

     "Look out guys!" Doc warns us as the others hide on the other side of the car and we round the corner.

     "10k, Cap! Murphy!" Warren orders and I give her a small salute before 10k checks around the corner and drags me off down one of the roads.

     "What the hell is going on?" I hear Addy exclaim.

     "It's a damn Murphy free-for-all!" Doc complains.

     My legs move faster than they have ever before and I hear an explosion from behind us. I almost trip over my feet but 10k grabs my arm and pulls me up. I take a glance over my shoulder and see a car that has combusted and a man holding what looks to be a really thick pipe on his shoulder. What he's wearing strikes me as off; he's wearing a suit, in the apocalypse.

     "I hope they're okay," 10k huffs as we run from the flaming car and suit-man.

     "I do too," I reply. "Should we circle back around and find them?" I ask through all the gunfire that surrounds us.

     "No, Warren told us to find Murphy," 10k reminds me.

     "Right," I nod. "Where do you think he went?"

     "No clue," he says, shaking his head. 

     "There he his," I say noticing a blue man in a gold blazer far down an alley, we both sprint in his direction, he falls- shot, presumably with the timing of the fall and one of the many gunshots, but he stands back up and 10k tackles him.

     I watch as they fly to the side of the yellow truck. 10k does a summersault after taking Murphy down.

     "Ow! You stupid jerk!" Murphy whines and I run over and pin him to the ground as 10k gets up.