Seeds Of Hunger

Chapter 15: Out of the Frying Pan

"Move!" Carter, Casey, and Jameson ran under the cover of the building. The Behemoth roared, throwing its head back, and picking up the nearest infected. The infected was unfazed by he Behemoth and ignored it as the Behemoth threw the infected into a building, the infected hitting it with a wet smack. The Behemoth looked towards the building and spotted the three survivors and locked onto them. The Behemoth roared again as it charged towards them.

"Shoot and move, go!" Jameson shouted as he fired his rifle at the monster. Casey and Carter did the same and the Behemoth caught up to them and swing its massive fist at them, missing them but impacting on the wall making a car sized hole. Carter couldn't tell if the rounds they fired at it effected it in any way but it was all they could do. Carter fired his MP5 and Casey and Jameson fired their M4s. They changed magazines and kept firing at the Behemoth, as it tried to unlodge itself from the wall. The Behemoth let out a roar as it drew its hand back and started towards them again.

"Aim for the eyes!" Carter yelled, as he aimed towards the creature's face. Rounds peppered the Behemoth's face as it clutched at its face, trying to shield itself. The creature roared back as it started to feel the rounds impacting its flesh. The Behemoth stumbled backward, tripping over the smashed SWAT truck, and impaling itself onto a telephone phone. The Behemoth twitched as the electricity flowed through its body, burning its flesh and singeing it. Smoke rose off the corpse and the survivors were hit with an awful smell of cooked human flesh. Tendrils sprouted from the cracks in its body that turned to black and fell apart, the wind carrying the charred remains away.

"Is that your Behemoth, Carter?" Casey asked, as he reloaded his rifle. Jameson did the same as he walked back over to them.

"Sure is. At least now we know we can kill it." Carter reloaded his MP5 and was glad the thing was dead. Carter had no way of knowing if it was the same one he had run into awhile back and didn't want to find out.

"After we expend half of our damn ammo; we need to try to conserve it as much as possible. We don't know when or if we'll find anymore. If need be, we have to run if the threat is too dangerous." Jameson said in annoyance.

"I don't think we had a choice in this one. Look at the size of this SOB. A hundred of our steps is two for it. We couldn't have out ran it even if we had transportation. Killing it was costly but worth it from coming at us or anymore survivors and who knows if this is the only one." Casey explained, "There wasn't anything we could do. It was either try to kill it or it try to kill us. And judging from the hole in the wall, it wouldn't have taken it long to do that to us."

Jameson sighed, "Yeah you're right. Let's keep moving on then. Carter, let's see if we can get that truck opened and get to our stash."

"We'll have to load up as much as we can and leave the rest here. I don't want us to be loaded up too heavy." Casey and Jameson nodded as they walked over to the truck. The truck was squashed as if the Behemoth stepped on it, hoping killing anything inside of it. The back door to the truck was smashed and won't be able to be opened anymore. The windshield was missing but luckily, the ammo bag was tucked neatly in between the passenger seat and the driver seat.

"If we get any luckier, I'm gonna play the lottery and hit big." Jameson said as he started to load up his empty mags. They each loaded up empty magazines and after seeing how much they could carry they discarded the bag and stood by the truck.

"Now what? Should we look for survivors or should we head back to the station?" Casey asked the other two in the group. Jameson had finished loading his magazine and was spraying lube into his rifle. Carter just loaded the last of his magazines before answering.

"We do both. We look for survivors on the way back to the station. The Chief is still alive. We have to get him out as well. Besides that, we get back and help anyone who wants it. We'll try to find secure places for the night to shut in. On foot we should get back to Baltimore tomorrow or the next day. If we can find a suitable ride we'll try to take it. It's three o' clock now. Let's head out and see how far we can get before we bed down for the night." Carter led off going up 16th Street with Casey and Jameson on both sides of him.