The Night

Letting hell loose

     What was I doing here again? Oh yeah, getting myself killed. The men and Reavers battered in a violent tussle, the Reavers winning this fight. I was left in the middle, concussed and tired. I wondered if Arya was ok, oh yeah and Paul and Alicia. But most of all Arya, oh why the hell do my emotions have to kick in when I'm half dead on the floor inbetween a war, letting all hell loose.
     One of the men saw me, raised his hammer weapon and smashed it down at me; I slid to the side and stumbled up, running into what was our hideout. I ran, but slipped over all the blood and guts, smashing my head again against a wall, where my bed lay. Oh, how I wanted to sleep right now, so peaceful... So tired.
     Next to my bed sat some of my stuff, the stuff I would craft with, my making days were over. Least I wouldn't accidentally stab myself with a screw I guess, wait. That's it!
     Another shot of adrenaline coursing through my veins propelled me to pick up my screw gun and some half finished weapons and prototypes. That insane man attacked me again, I raised my shield in defence, knocking him back, raised the screw gun closing my eyes and fired... He was dead before he hit the floor. Another person tried stabbing me, I drew my weapon and electrocuted him, getting my half grapple and impaling him, I felt pale, I was a murderer... Like them, heartlessly stabbing people and taking their last breath.
     This was it, I almost wanted to die for everything I had done, death seemed like such an easy option. My back felt heavy, my bag worn away I drew a small concoction I had made. Flammable liquids to replicate a molotov, I threw it as hard as I could out into the battlefield of monsters versus monsters. Dashed down the roof, swung my grapple onto the opposite building, swinging across the night sky I could hear creatures jumping behind me. How long could I keep running? The rope twisted, stretching at its limit to my weight and I collapsed on a building.
      Had to... Had to regroup, where were the others? Oh yeah. For God's
sake, more running. The moon shone down, it was the peak of midnight when I was kicked down to the floor of the rooftop when standing before me was a fierce cold hearted man.      
       "We meet again, Kreis, eh?" Ike laughed malevolently. "Time for a little revenge... after last times unpleasant events." His right half of his face was deformed, raw and bloody. He spotted me looking at it, "When I ran out last time we met, I had no control over my body you know. The bite on my leg hurt like hell, I wished I was dead. Oh, didn't you know? I was bitten right at the beginning of the outbreak,"
     "I don't care you bastard," I spat at him and was slapped around the face.
      "Listen you worthless scum. When I lost control of my body, these creatures, out in the day ravaged me. They tried to eat me, I could do nothing about it, then something inside me broke. I let loose some sort of high pitched recall, instantly three Reaver's tore those things apart, spilling their innards around. I had become one of them, I can control them. Keep my men safe can't you see what this means?"
     Quite honestly my mind fazed out at that point and I stopped listening. I had to find a way out. And still, he blabbed on, "I am the saviour, I can protect everyone. I can talk to them, enslave them,"
      "You're a psychopath, that's what you are." Then, I saw my lucky break.
     I whipped my arm up, shield still attached and tripped him over making him land on his raw skin, he let loose that gutteral cry and looked at me deranged. A small group of Reavers instantly jumped up, in an attacking formation to his command. So he was telling the truth, he could control these beasts, and I could do nothing but run. Same old, same old.
     The night was almost over so all I had to do was run for a few more hours, or hide. I dashed over the side of the buildings, sliding down the side and grabbing a small ledge watching them jump down to the bottom searching for me. I sneakily manuveured myself to the other side and silently sneaked off, still tense. Ok, so we agreed to meet up at my old place, after all I still had some stuff there.
     After a lot of crawling and some few hours of hiding the day rose and I was safe to go back, but first off I was gonna make a small trip back somewhere. I was going home.
     It looks... Amazing, just as it was. Memories flooded me as I entered the doors and before I knew it, I was sobbing, crying for everything that had happened, for everything that has yet to happen but more importantly for what is happening. I was crying for everything and fell to my knees, sobbing. I looked at my radio, it was jammed on... That was good, they heard everything Ike said, right?
     Hastily I unjammed it and asked who was there, "Hello? Kreis, are you ok? You sounded a bit... down about everything," Arya's soft voice called, genuinely worried.
     "Oh, no I'm fine. I just. Just went to my home before the outbreaks. So painful, anyway I'm heading there to the base now, I'll meet you there," And set off yet again. My legs dragged across the floor, was I so naive not to take a rest at my house and expect to make it there? I was so tired. So very tired... The bushes rustled again and I almost peed myself. "Ok, that's it almost there," I shouted out to the world and began sprinting towards the safezone.