From the top! TedXHidgens

Part 37

When Henry and ted arrived at the beach Paul and Emma were already there, guns drawn, staring at the boat that was only a mile or less of the coast. Henry was right about there location.
They'd be there within the hour. A few others were also on the beach, armed. They weren't alone. They could do it. They're most definitely severely outnumbered, but they could do it. Maybe.
"Breath, Henry." Ted's voice was so calming. Henry squeezed Theodore's hand. They can do this. Henry was not going to lose anyone else.
Henry walked up to Emma and Paul, Theodore following behind.
"Hey guys." Ted patted Paul on the shoulder. Paul flinched a bit. Everyone's on edge.
"How are you Henry?" Emma sounded concerned. She was a good friend. Henry's glad that Emma was in his life.
"Better." Henry nodded slightly. All thanks to Theodore.
Henry stared at the boat. That's them. They're so close.
There are more infected. There would still be infected on the island. They wouldn't put all of their eggs in one basket. They're just stalling another wave of infected. They have to find another solution. They can't just keep fighting them over and over again. God why didn't he think of that before. Christ what was he thinking.
How could they kill off all of them at once. They're a hive mind... if you take out the head the whole thing goes down. The fish rots from the head. Ted you genius in disguise.
"Emma do you remember what you said 4 months ago, about the head of the hive mind? The meteor holding the head." Henry's brain was scrambled. It was just a blur.
"I don't remember!" Emma looked a little pissed but it faded quickly, "The brain came down in the meteor. Something like that."
That's it! The meteor. Henry doubted that PEIP had ever even touched the fucking thing. They need to take out the meteor.
They need to get on to that island. God damnit Henry why didn't you hunk of this sooner. Matters are to pressing right now. DAMNIT.
Henry realized that Ted was staring at him. Henry took a deep breath. He can't freak out. That does no one any good. He smiled at Ted. Theodore smiled nervously back. That beautiful smile
"I need to get to the island." Henry knew the other three would refuse him. They can't argue with logic though.
"To take out the head." Ted's voice seemed far away. He's lost in thought. Henry had expected Theodore to argue with him. But he didn't.
"I'm sorry you want to go back to fucking hatchetfield!"  Emma went back to yelling. Henry understood though, hatchetfield is dangerous. No one in there right mind would want to go back. But he has to.
"I need to take out the asteroid." Henry needed them to understand.
"You're not going alone." Paul's voice was steady. Henry never liked paul but he's a good guy.
"Well I'm going with him." Theodore grabbed Henry's hand, with his not gun hand. Of course he would want to come. "I'm not leaving you alone." He loved him so much.
"Well fuck that! Henry you're my best friend I'm going with you." Emma tried to look imposing, unfortunately her short stature counteracted that attempt.
"I go where she goes." Of course paul does. Henry knew he was going to need backup but all three of them felt reckless.
"We can't all go! Who's going to fight them off here!" Ted yelled.
"Well can't they do that!" Emma pointed l back up the beach. There was a small crowd of people gathered there, some with weapons some without. "It's their fucking town." Emma quieted down so they could hear her.
Henry never did really feel like he belonged in Clivesdale. As much as Henry hated teaching at Hatchetfield college, it was still preferred.
They can fight for their town. Henry was going to go back a finish the job in his own.
"Hello," Henry called out to the crowd, it got quieter, "as some of you probably know, we are the soul Hatchetfield survivors. Thank you for listening to us and coming to fight the fight." Henry felt like he was leading a protest which was absolutely ridiculous. "The four of us need to get on to the Hatchetfield island as soon as possible. We need you to fight here while we go." A couple people in the crowed nodded and murmured vague affirmations.
"Well it's settled then, all of us are going." Paul nodded like he didn't want to go back. But who really wants to go back to a place like that.
"How the fuck are we getting there?" Emma raised a good point. How the fuck would they get there? Shit Henry your brain really is giving up on you.
"I don't-" henry started.
"Hey I couldn't help but overhear, uhh do y'all need a boat?" A stranger with a very large gun walked over.
"Uh yes." Emma looked uncomfortable. Henry didn't really like this guy stepping into their conversation but he sounded helpful.
"Well I have a speedboat you guys can use."
Well that's convenient.

The boat ride took around 50 minutes. When they had gotten to the island chills went up Henry's spine. It looked deserted. It was so quiet. Why was it this quiet? It shouldn't be this quiet!
The four survivors walked down the middle of the street away from the dock towards the theater. They watched all around them. Where are they? Where did they go? They are not all on that boat.
They're probably not on the boat anymore. Henry hoped the Clivesdale citizens could fight for themselves. They can do this. Yeah.
No one spoke. Not a word. The sound of their walking was almost deafening.
They have to be here. They're just fucking playing with them. They've got to be. This is ridiculous. JUST FINISH THEN OFF, DON'T TORTURE THEM!
Henry took a deep breath. Theodore looked him in the eyes with such love. He didn't have to say anything. Henry knew everything would be fine. It has to be.

There it is. The old Starlight Theater.
It was completely disheveled. A big home in the front of the building where the asteroid hit.
It wasn't quiet anymore. There was a soft humming. They're here.
Henry gripped his gun tightly. This is it. They can go back to being happy, to their better lives in clivesdale.
Henry took on step in the building. It was so cold.
Creak
It echoed throughout the whole building. The humming stopped. Henry could hear movement.
Theodore, Emma, and Paul joined Henry inside. Guns drawn. This is the end.
Henry dared to take a step closer to the door that separated the lobby and the theater. That's where they are. All near the brain. Of course.
This cowardice is doing them no good. Henry pushed the door open.
Empty.
They must be hiding somewhere. They're playing with them.
Henry saw the asteroid. It was huge and menacing. It radiated blue. It was so god damn blue. Henry couldn't look away.
CREAK
There they are.
A creaking sound came from the stage right wing. Henry shot at it. He was met by operatic screaming. Henry's head hurt. It was so loud. So so loud. The infected emerged from the wings and started walking towards them, arms still outstretched.
"Paul, Emma. Distract them." Henry heard the infected coming from all directions. God they've been surrounded haven't they. Henry walked them into a trap.
God the screaming. Henry could hardly think.
If paul and Emma could get some of the infected off of Henry's back, he could destroy the asteroid. Maybe.
Paul and Emma ran off in opposite directions, yelling and screaming. The infected seemed to be drawn to the two.
"Watch my back Theodore."
"Of course." Despite the cold bleak theatre, Ted had warmth and love in his voice.
Henry hurried to the stage. A few infected redirected their attention to Henry but were promptly shot by Theodore.
The singing only grew louder. It wasn't singing really. It had no soul. It was just a perfect 5th. They grew louder and louder.
Henry tried to tune them out, but he couldn't. It was so loud. Henry could hardly breath.

Staring down the asteroid. Where does he start. WHERE. The world is at stake. Theatre, human science, human music, human food, Theodore's cooking, Emma's jokes, Theodore's singing, Theodore's eyes, Theodore's smile, Ted. They were all at stake. It all rested on Henry's shoulder and here he is not knowing where to start.
He began to chip away at the asteroid.
This isn't doing any good. It's a waste and time and energy.
He's failing all of humanity.
Tears rushed down his face.
He picked away at it more and more. A chunk fell of revealing a chuck of blue.
Henry threw his gas mask on.
It was so so blue. It almost hurt to look at it.
Henry began to tear at the blue shit. It did nothing. It just sat there. Of course picking at it would do nothing. Nothing at all.
Henry pulled out his hunting knife and stabbed it. It just became more blue. Why did it get bluer? Why. Why won't it die?
He has to be able to stop it. There has to be a way. It can't be indestructible, right.
Henry fell to his knees. Tears getting stuck and the bottom on the mask. Henry can't breath in this. He threw it off.
"Henry are you o-"
BANG

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The beginning of the end.