I awake but I'm still on the floor. But I saw someone else with me. "You're awake", The Voice said, "Finally. You were out for about an hour" I got up and the voice asked "So I want to duel. Old Fashioned. Not Western. Actual duel. One shot and that's it" Said the voice. "Ok" I agreed nodding my head. I grabbed my Pistol and we faced from eachother. We started walking away from eachother and I counted "1.....2.....3.....4.....5....6....7...8...9..10..FIRE!" I say and I turn around and I hear my gunshot and another and I feel a pain in my side. I look down to see a blood stain on the side of my shirt. I hold my hands on the hole and I fall to the ground. The person walks towards me and patches me up. The person was wearing goggles, a hoodie, and a bandana. I couldn't see what the person looked like so I pulled off the hoodie and bandana. The person looks at me with shock and kicks me. The girl stood before me and helped me up. We stared we shook hands introduced ourselves. We then headed out for more adventure.
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The Ascension - A story by TheDrunkCinnamonRoll
Ficción GeneralA zombie apocalypse has broken out and a rag tag team of survivors go into space to get away only to find out there are somehow zombies in space.Will they survive or will they end up dead in the vacuum of space?
