Kass
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Post by Kass on May 27, 2009 19:54:52 GMT -7
I drift in and out of consciousness.
Steven is there in my dreams. My family. My friends. My old life. Shale, Erik and Paul's faces shift around. They combine and separate. I get lost in three sets of different eyes. All of these thoughts and sights are my safety net.
But then I come to, if only for a little. My throat is sore and aching. My body feels...worn. I see a shoulder and hear some sort of sick breathing in my ear. I feel weight on top of me. And I want to cry. Because this isn't what I want. I want to scream and scratch. I feel one of his hands on my breast, nails digging into it so hard that dots of red form.
This is so cheap. His fucking tongue wrapped around me, choking me and I'm surprised at how immovable he is. I try to move one of my hands, reaching for the pistol that's nearby... If I can only shoot him enough to startle him. The hold tightens and I black out once more.
I don't know how long I'm out. All I know is that rage and sorrow fills me. My eyes open slowly and I breathe deeply, sucking air into my lungs. He's gone for now. I look down and view the damage. My shirt has been shredded, my bra torn down the middle and scratches and bites mark my chest. Ugly bruises line my ribcage and I curse as I see my pants tossed about four feet from me. I'm slow to sit up, one arm instinctively covering my breasts while I see the marks and bruises on my thighs.
Tears fill my eyes and I start shaking as I draw my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them and letting the sobs take over. My hands ball up into fists and my nails dig into my palms. I rock back and forth a little, trying in vain to calm myself.
I know he's still out there. I know he's still alive. I'll have to do something about that.
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Post by Francis on May 27, 2009 20:09:40 GMT -7
Schatten Livings I heard the smoker limping below me. I awoke from my nap. The rain was gentle on my face. My good friend was nuzzled right below my leg. Avoiding the rain as if it were a curse. Turning my favorite blade in my fingers, I caught it and holstered it. Hopping off a tall platform, then down a bowled overture. Finally, onto a street. I could hear the coughing of the smoker far down the tunnel. I started to follow his smoky trail, when I heard something else.
A girl. More like a woman. Sitting with her knees to her chest. She looked beaten, and perhaps more. I strode up to her, James silently flew to her side. The peck on her hand startled her, and she jumped. Looking at the small bird as if it were a blessing. She turned her eyes to me. I offered her my hand, and bowed as I did so.
"Schatten M. Livings, at your service Madam." My voice was dark, but inviting. Her clothes were torn, and she seemed to be missing a pair of pants. Her bust stood out, despite the fact that she was holding onto it tightly. Admirable.
James pecked at my ear, he knew I was staring. She did not. I whistled to him to stop his nagging. "Like a mother," I growled at him.
Reaching into my bag, I pulled out a small jacket. The buttons were old, but the fabric was beautiful. Jet black, with not a speck of hair. I handed it to her gently, and she took it. Her pants were only torn in a few spots. With a few small adjustments, I had them fixed in no time. I held them out to her, and I smiled.
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Kass
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Post by Kass on May 27, 2009 20:43:58 GMT -7
I hear something out there and my heart stops for a moment. I don't want it to be him.
There's a young man, he couldn't be any older than eighteen but I suppose he could be younger. His black hair and red eyes catch me off guard at first, but there's something comforting about his presence just then. A beautiful bird pecks my hand and I smile at it, finding it to be soothing. My gaze returns to my new companion.
"Schatten M. Livings, at your service Madam." His voice doesn't seem to fit him but then again, I'm not use to men bowing and offering me their hand.
I try to keep myself covered and manage a small smile, "My name is Kass Montgomery. It's nice to meet you Schatten."
I blush a little as he holds out a jacket to me. It's obviously been taken care of and I'm hesitant to take it. I thank him and turn around, for the sake of modesty, and slip it on. It fits perfectly and I smile a little more. The pants slide up my legs easily and I'm aware of the blush becoming slightly worse. Oh well. Seeing bare legs won't cause too much damage.
I pull my hair back into a loose pony-tail and look over at him, "Do you want a change of scenery?"
"What do you propose, Kass?" There's a little smile as he says it.
I look up around and see nothing but obstacles. I haven't ran in so long. I stretch and take a deep breath. "My friends will be heading towards a safe room. I need to get back to them. And...I wouldn't mind you coming along with me." I grin a little and say "But that's only if you can keep up with me."
I laugh and start running, vaulting over the nearest object I see before jumping over the next.
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Post by Francis on May 27, 2009 20:53:56 GMT -7
She is quite agile. A formidable opponent. My arms return to my sides, and James flies above me. I vault many obstacles, and climb past her.At the top of the tunnel, I look behind me to see her catching up. I wait for her like a gentlemen should. When she reaches the top, she pushes me playfully, and takes off in front of me. The race had begun.
Playfully running across the solid concrete of the tunnel roof, we laugh. James roosts on top of Kass's head. I shout at him. "That's Cheating!!" I shake a fist at him. Taking off at a full sprint to grab him. My fingers barely miss his feathery behind. We slow down, as we near the tunnels edge. A large hole in the concrete leads down into a generator room. I look to her, in hopes for an idea. I am hot, and sweating. I slip off my overcoat, and push it down into my bag. I kneel over the hole as my shirt sticks to my body. The cool air from the room below welcomes me.
"Should we?" I ask.
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Kass
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Post by Kass on May 27, 2009 21:02:01 GMT -7
I can't remember laughing this hard or being this free. I think I'm ahead of him only to see him pass me by. He's quick and agile. No doubt he'll give me a run for my money. He runs with such grace that I almost forget what I'm doing. I find regain my "flow" soon enough. I jump and run, leap and vault, climb and flip off of whatever I can. I use my environment to my advantage and carve a path until I reach him.
I giggle as his bird roosts on top of my head. It's as close to flying as I'll get.
I try to ignore the way the shirt hugs his body, shaking off the blush in my cheeks. I kneel beside him and grin as the cool air lingers below us.
"We should." I answer. I tighten my belongings to myself and slowly lower myself into the hole, dangling a little before dropping to the ground below. My machete is out in an instant, my senses alert in case of danger. I look around and only feel reassured when Schatten lowers himself down.
I listen for growls and I can tell he's paying attention as well. I feel a moment of sadness for not being able to be as reckless as we were before. I look over at him and whisper "Where to?"
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Post by Francis on May 27, 2009 21:17:20 GMT -7
Lowering myself into the room, I land silently. Whistling quietly, James rests onto my shoulder. I whistle in 3 quick successions. James takes off for the door. Kass begins to question, but I hold a finger up to silence her. I am not being rude, only listening.
After a few seconds, a few chirps echo towards us. Followed by a cowl. In flies James, followed by what seems to be a horde. My knife was at the ready from the start. The first to stumble into the room, lost his throat. The next, his leg. Taking one after the other, I finished without saying a word, and without a bit of bloodshed. I motion towards the girl.
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Kass
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Post by Kass on May 27, 2009 21:53:02 GMT -7
I wonder what Schatten's plan is when he whistles and when he silences me, I raise an eyebrow. His bird has gone from sight and the two of us are left there. I glance over at him, smiling just a little.
The chirps of a bird are followed by the cries of the horde. I'm ready to take them on but he beats me to it. I'm surprised by his efficiency. He's faster than I could imagine and every hit he deals out counts. He makes short work of the infected and soon there is a pile of corpses around us.
I stammer for a moment, "You... You uh... You're really good."
He motions towards a nearby door and I reach out to it. My hand pausing on the handle before pushing it open. I'm aware of Schatten behind me with the bird on his shoulder. It opens to the outside once more and we're greeted with the sight of a beyond huge hill. I grin a little and head towards it. My hands grab at nearby branches to propel myself upward. Some parts of it are steeper than others but it's good to be breathing in the outdoors. I look over my shoulder to Schatten and blush a little when he returns my gaze. I can't but help to smile at him.
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Post by Francis on May 27, 2009 22:07:17 GMT -7
Schatten Livings
The tree branches are strong. My hands reach upwards and grab another branch. I pull myself up quickly. I hop to another branch, then jump outwards and swing to another. My bird stays one step ahead of me. Watching over my new comrade. As we jump nearer through the trees towards the top of the hill, I hear a screech from above me. A hunter pounces, hitting the trunk where I just stood. It's claws dig into the trunk, growling at me. Hopping faster, it hops between trees trying to get ahold of me.
It's leaps get closer and closer to me. I pull out my knife and jump towards the hunter. Clashing in mid air, my knife dives deep into his side. His claws rip at my arms. We crash downwards bouncing off branches. My knife finds the side of the hunters skull, and I rest atop his body on a branch. I brush the sweat from my brow, and hop back after Kass.
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Post by Zoey on Jun 30, 2009 8:20:21 GMT -7
It all happened so quickly... and I had little time to think. One moment I was following Francis up the ladder, another I am half covered in some vile substance, and then the next I am standing on the ground swinging madly with my hands as the zombies attack. I have lost my gun in the fray, the comforting killing machine gone, let with little else. I have a pistol, but I can barely see. I do not know where Francis is, and I can hear Kass screaming somewhere in the back of my mind, but the zombies pushed all other sounds so very far away. It was me... and them.
“No.... no.... NO...NO! NO!” I begin screaming, trying to drown out the sound, letting the attacks slide around my defences and the claws rip at my skin.
And then I am on my knees, someone has pushed me down. He stands over me, a blurry figure in my vision. But the clawing has stop, and the zombies are not near me anymore. Just the steady PBT PBT PBT of his pistol in my clogged hearing.
Then everything slides back so quickly.
The cool earth under my knees, the burning sting of fresh bloody wounds in my skin, the deafening sound of gunfire right above my head. Paul stands there, cool as stone, shooting... shooting shooting shooting... re-load... over and over. “Zoey!” he screams at me, and looks away from his targets a fraction of a second to look down at me, but then his gaze is gone and I am back in the cold. “P...” “Francis is down! We need to get him out of here.” I could not see the others in the mingle of zombies, it was just chaos. I snap back again and scramble away from Paul to Francis’ side. I scream in his ear but it does no good, neither does shaking. Somehow, I manage to grab his arm and slowly drag him backwards, in to a tiny crevasse in the stone wall that was the bridge foundation. I managed to get him in somehow, propping him up against the wall with his head lolling from side to side. “Francis... wake up... Francis...!” I try to wake him again, and then turn to Paul, his back to us as he throws a pipe bomb, clearing the rest of the zombies in the area. Or... so I hoped. He let off a few more shots after the explosion, and then, satisfied, sunk in to the hole with us. With tears in my eyes I forgot everything I was ever taught, everything I learned from the infection... all survival instincts. I broke down, and the tears flooded over my cheeks. I was helpless, hopeless...
But we were safe for the moment.
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