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Boppatsu: Z-Day	By : SugaMama09 Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In a world that was 98% over-run by zombies & a life of fear was the only way to live, the last thing I was looking for was a relationship. It happened at the most inconvient time, in the most inconvienant place & could've potientially gotten me killed. But that was just the start of it all.
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Somewhere in America...
The sirens were loud & blaring, almost as if it was right there in my ear. It was so loud, my eyes were watering. My heart was pounding; I felt like I was about to have a heart attack, it was beating so fast, so loud. People were screaming & running in every which direction but mostly they ran past me; whatever they were running from, I realized, I was walking towards.
I wasn't even sure where I was going. All I knew was that I was looking for someone, anyone, that I recognized so I would feel comforted. But the fear-distorted faces that flew by me were unfamiliar & that made me more scared than whatever was scaring them. I knew the alarms meant I needed to be running away too; I don't know why I wasn't. I'm going to blame it on me just being in shock.
The crowd cleared somewhat & I saw ragged, bloody people on their knees, their face plunged into the bodies of the fallen. A few of them snatched their heads back, the flesh of the dead hanging from their mouths. Zombies. My heart practically stopped at the sight & I felt like I couldn't inhale anymore. How did they get in the gates? We had one of the best secured cities, as far as we knew; this shouldn't have happened. But obviously it did.
One of the zombies began sniffing the air & its sickly yellow eyes settled on me before it snarled & leaped to its feet, sprinting towards me. For a split second I contemplated was it really worth running. Wheather it was or not, I didn't want to be turned into one of them. I took off as fast as my legs could take me across the park, almost tripping over someone's forgotten lunch.
I could hear the zombie snarling behind me. I'm not sure if I was being paranoid or not but it sounded like it was getting closer. I struggled to push harder, run faster, without turning around.
By now I was back in the town & most of the crowd had disappeared into their homes. Where in the hell was I going to run to get away from this zombie? I figured maybe one of the houses I was running past held a gun, a baseball bat, some kind of weapon but that was too far a risk to take. Even if they did have a weapon, who's to say they would fight the zombie off to save me?
I was growing tired. I had to find somewhere to hide before I simply collasped from exhaustion. My eyes quickly darted back & forth as my legs slowly began to slow down. I happened to glance back & the zombie was still running after me though not as fast. In between snarls I could hear it wheezing, the air whistling into the hole in its throat. Good. I could afford to slow down a bit then.
I slowed into a jog & continued searching. By now not a soul was in sight & that freaked me out more than anything. No one was going to help me? They were just going to let me die & possibly turned into a zombie for their own selfish reasons? A hot, boiling anger simmered in my gut. Lowly bastards. They didn't have an ounce of honor in them; it was all about self these days. But honestly I couldn't be mad. These were really desperate times &-
I noticed a movement out the corner of my eye. When I looked, I choked on air as four zombies came stumbling out of an ally I had just passed. They snarled at the sight of me & ran towards me, prompting me to sprint as well. I couldn't keep this up all through the city. Something had to give!
These zombies must have been really hungry because they were really pumping their legs & their ferocious growls were wild with the thrill of hunting. I wanted to cry.
"Please, anyone!" I screamed, "Help me!"
I didn't really expect a response so I didn't feel let down when I didn't get one. I was afraid to turn & look at my pursuers even though I was very sure there were more of them now, judging from the increase in snarls I could hear. My breath was coming up short again & not just because I was afraid out of my mind.
"Please..." I whispered, too out of breath to yell, "Please...someone..."
"Hey, you!"
My head snapped to my left where a girl, who looked about my age, was waving at me from a rooftop.
"There's a ladder down the next alley to your left. They can't climb!"
I wanted to thank her but her head ducked again & I couldn't see her anymore, not to mention I was too out of breath to say anything. I took the sharp left into the alley with a burst of energy, jumping at the ladder that was about six feet off the ground & trying to scramble up like a monkey but one of the zombies grabbed my ankle, yanking me backwards with surprising strength. I kicked at the rotting hand, screaming at the top of my lungs for the girl to come help me. I was too tired to pull myself up, much less shake this zombie off. In the meantime the rest of the zombies that had been chasing me & some that had come at the sound of my screaming & more were grabbing my legs & tugging me back down.
I didn't want to die. Not like this, not this young. I'd watched shows & movies when the character got this burst of power from somewhere in them when they became desperate & they came out on time but even though I was desperate the burst of power didn't surface. Tears of fear streamed down my eyes as I realized my fingers were slipping.
"Duck!"
I had enough sense to crane my head forward before I heard several deafening shots fired & my ankles were freed. I looked up at the girl who had a shot gun in her hands. She frowned down at me.
"Well, hurry up. They will hear the shots & come running"
I wearily pulled my tired body up the ladder up onto the roof of an apartment building. I sat there panting, close to tears at the thought of almost dying. My heart felt ready to explode from the relief & my legs shook & twitched from all the running.
The girl reloaded her gun & I gave her a weary look.
"What?" she questioned, giving me a look, "Don't look at me like I don't know what I'm doing. My Dad was in the military & taught me everything I needed to know about guns"
She cocked it & I flinched. "S-so that wasn't your first time firing a gun?"
"Of course not though that's the first time I shot one of Them"
My eyes widened considerablly but she shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal
"Anyway we need to get out of this dump. Chances are, by nightfall, the zombies will be hungry enough to crash into these houses so it's not safe here anymore"
My eyebrows raised in concern. "Where could we possibly go? Tokyo is the closest city & it's 56 miles from here"
"I have my dad's truck near the back entrance. I can shoot through the lock & then barrel out of this city"
The girl turned, grabbed a duffel bag I hadn't noticed before & began to walk across the rooftops. I got up quickly & followed her.
"Hey thanks for saving me, by the way" I said a bit bashfully, "I was about to be zombie meat"
"No problem. Figured I'd get lonely traveling by myself" she said smirking at me.
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Sector 45, formerly known as Tokyo, in the year of our Lord, 2344
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My name is Sesshomaru Taisho. I've lived in this area that used to be known as Tokyo for the past fifteen years. It took some time getting used to but honestly it wasn't that bad, as long as you stay equipped with the right weapons & minded your own business. It has a more formal name now: Area 45, sector 9. Makes it sound like some damn military post during some kind of war. Well, we kind of are in a war. A war that the human & demon race is losing by a terrible margin. Zombies took out 98% of the population. The population of the world, that is.
Because most of the population is out trying to feed off of the rest of the population, all major cities are pretty much huge gated communities. It's not bad if you don't mind being cooped up for the rest of your life. But leave these gates & your stuff gets thrown out with you. You get a gun with one bullet, loaf of bread & a block of cheese & a "may God have mercy on your soul" & then you're sent off. Try to come back if you want to, you'll just be shot before you reach the gate.
Long ago, scientists came up with a cure for cancer. It was such a stunning discovery, people were lined up for days, sometimes weeks to recieve the injection. Even though it costed more than a brand new car, people scrapped up the money somehow. There were some people, like my father who didn't believe in getting that injection for my mother, even though she was in stage four. Like the flu shot & the H1N1 vaccine, he felt it was really unnecessary & would probably do more harm than good. Still, mother suffered greatly until she was begging for the shot, begging to be cured, to be relieved of this pain. Father wasn't supportive of it but paid for it & she recieved the shot the day of my birthday.
Several weeks later she got flu-like symptoms. I moved back in with my parents to help with Mother whenever I could & keep her company while Father was at work & to basically babysit Inuyasha. This sickness left her weak & unable to eat so she practically withered away. A week after that she died in her sleep. Father mourned by staying locked up in the bedroom with her; my little brother & I could hear his wailing from our room upstairs. & then one day...we heard him scream.
Inuyasha, my little brother, shot up from his bed & sprinted across the hall to bang on my door but I had already opened it.
"Sessh, what the hell was that?" he whispered in a harsh voice. He looked like he'd been crying & his voice cracked though I wasn't sure if it was from crying or fear. I will admit, I was just as afraid myself.
"We need to go check on Father. He could be hurting himself" I said in a low voice that gave none of the fear I felt away.
I noticed Inuyasha's hands were trembling. Why were we so afraid? All we just heard a scream. I guess it was the fact that it sounded so...terrified...
Something told me to grab the baseball bat that rested right behind my door. Both of us crept very slowly down the stairs, through the kitchen & down the hall to our parents' room. The smell of rotting flesh had Inuyasha & I gagging. We could smell it even from our rooms but it smelled even stronger this close to their room.
There was a strange noise coming from their bedroom, something that sounded like a cross between heavy weezing & soft snarling. It sent goosebumps down my arms & made the hairs on the back of my neck & arms stand on end.
"Sessh, I'm not liking this..." Inuyasha whispered so softly I almost didn't catch it.
I flexed one hand on the baseball bat while reaching for the door with the other. It was still locked.
"Father?" I called.
The noise from inside stopped immediately & it grew deathly quiet. I felt the strangest urge to scream & run away; I had never before been this afraid in my entire life.
"F-Father, are you alright?" Inuyasha called after some time, his voice trembling.
"The door is still locked" I said under my breath, "Won't we be able to come in through their window from yours?"
I think maybe Inuyasha nodded, since I could feel the motion through his body which was pressed against mine, but then he realized it would've been smarter to just respond vocally. "Y-yeah"
We turned & trekked back up to Inuyasha's room in silence, making sure not to make a sound. I don't know why it was so important to be quiet; something about it growing so deathly quiet inside the room, I would assume.
Inuyasha slid his screen-less window open & I stepped out onto the slightly sloping roof first, making sure to keep my back pressed against the house. Inuyasha followed after taking a couple of deep breaths. We made our way to the front of the house & I was faced with the option of going through their bathroom window or taking a risk & hoping if I drop from the ledge I'd land on their balcony. I didn't feel like taking that chance, especially since Inuyasha was afraid of heights so I lifted the window.
Their bathroom was pitch dark & smelled mildewy. I thought about turning on a light but then we'd just be blinded by the time we make it to the bedroom, considering the lights were off in there as well. Inuyasha's hand grabbed on to the back of my shirt.
"Sessh, I...I have a seriously bad feeling about this, man...I think we should call 911" he whispered softly, voice trembling.
"Shhhh..." I breathed, walking slowly to the door that led to their bedroom.
I could hear noises again but not like what I heard before. It sounded like someone walking...or rather, stumbling around. From the sounds I knew exactly where Father was: he bumped into the nightstand with their TV on it, grunted, bounced off the bedpost & right into the ottoman, which caused him to fall into the comfortable chair. Then I heard a snarl so unfamiliar, my legs twitched. I wanted to sprint out of there & get out of this house. Everything in me was screaming at me to do so.
"Father?" I said. My voice sounded so loud.
The snarling immediately silenced & dread slid down my spine like molasses.
"Sessh...oh my God..." Inuyasha whispered, the pitch of his voice rising considerablly.
"Inuyasha, I want you to go back to your room" I whispered.
"What? Wait, Sessh, no-"
"Just do it, Yasha. Maybe Father isn't in the mood for an audience"
He could see the logic in that statement. I could almost see his ears swiveling as he considered it.
"I have this...r-really bad feeling, Sessh, I-I think we should j-j-j-just call 911"
By now his voice was nearly a squeak. If he kept this up he was going to give himself another anxiety attack.
"Yasha...go to your room. It'll be fine"
"N-no, I'm staying with you" he said with an ounce of authority.
I rolled my eyes. I didn't have time to argue. "Father? Are you well?"
By now I had reached the door. I turned the round knob, ever so slowly & was nearly knocked onto my ass at the smell. It was such an awful smell, my eyes watered & my nose began to run. Though Father was mourning I still felt burying Mother was a far better idea than keeping her rotting corpse holed up in the-
Something barrelled into me, knocking me down to the floor. Awful, hot breath blasted in my face as...whoever this was snarled & snapped at me. Assuming what I was holding was an arm, it had a very strange, revolting texture to it, like hot, raw meat. All of three seconds passed by before I kicked whoever it was off of me & flexed the bat in my hands.
"What the hell, Sesshomaru?" Inuyasha nearly shrieked behind me.
"Get back, Inuyasha! He's lost his mind!"
"I can't see! What the hell is going on?"
"I don't know! He just attac-"
Father came at me again, struggling to get his claws around my throat. Now that I thought about it, Father was not this lightweight. Though he certainly did lose a few pounds & some muscles since Mother died, his body felt a great deal lighter...slimmer than it should have been. Is it possible that this could really be him? Something about that train of though scared the shit out of me.
The snarls emitting from the being on top of me was not one I recognized...not right away. When I did, cold fingers gripped my heart & I actually felt like I was about to piss in my pants.
"Sessh! Sessh, dude I can't see!"
"Yasha, get back!"
I saw a dim light come on & the silhouette of who was on top of me. No, this definitely was not Father. I heard the flashlight application of Inuyasha's phone start up & kicked the black, snarling being off of me. Inuyasha's shaking hand turned the phone in my direction & he screamed, an impossibly hurt & disbelieving kind of wail that closed my throat.
"Oh my God! What the fuck-oh God!" he screamed over & over.
I couldn't even form words. My arms grew slack & I dropped the baseball bat, my whole body frozen. Prickling, icy fingers crawled down my back & over my skin, raising goosebumps & causing me to shudder. I think this was when I realized this was the begining of the end of the world. This was the start of a fear so great, not even I could hide the fact that I was quite literally shaking in my boots. If I had boots on anyway. This was my coming into adulthood moment, as I stared at the crazed strangely yellow eyes of my mother, with patches of loose flesh hanging around her once beautiful face, her wild hair seemingly floating in the air, as if she was underwater. Her slouching posture definitely was not her own. The snarls & grunts that slipped from her bared fangs were not the powerful ones I was used to. & the dried blood around her mouth...that was not her own.
Inuyasha was still crying & wailing behind me. I wanted to turn & run with him but I did not want to turn my back on Moth-...this...creature. & then a thought occurred to me.
"Yasha...use your flashlight to locate Father"
But before he could pull himself together a roar jerked us out of our frozen state behind us & we turned, forgetting about the creature that my mother had turned into to find Father...or what used to be of him. His neck was a bloody mess yet still somehow he was snarling, neck bent back at an angle that I knew was only possible because it was broken. He limped toward us, reaching out to Inuyasha who was closer. My little brother absolutely shrieked & I knew it was very possible we were going to die right here. Not that I wasn't going to try & survive though.
I backed up quickly from Father's reaching claws & slid away from Mother's before spinning, grabbing Inuyasha's wrist & pulling him to their bedroom door. I didn't know where I thought I was going to go. I didn't even know what I was going to do. I just wanted to get away. I hated not having a plan but I would plan as I went.
"OhmyGod, ohmyGod, ohmyGod!" Inuyasha was screaming.
I could feel his arm jerking back & forth & could only hope that just meant he was dodging their attacks. I reached the door & fumbled with the small lock, growling in frustration that I couldn't get a grip on it since the fear had caused my hands to begin to sweat.
"Oh shit, Sesshomaru! Hurry up, hurry up!"
"I'm trying" I growled in a low voice. It was hard to see much less get a grip with slippery fingers.
"We're gunna die, oh my fuck, we're gunna die..."
"Give me a minute..."
"We don't have a minute!"
"I almost got it..."
"SESSHOMARU!"
I snatched the door open & shoved Inuyasha through so that he was safe. One of our parents grabbed the back of my shirt, wrenching me back with so much power I couldn't breathe. The collar of my t-shirt was so close on my neck I couldn't breathe.
"Sessh? Sessh!" Inuyasha screamed.
He grabbed my hand & pulled me towards him, tears of fear, of uncertainty, for the loss of our parents streamed down his face.
"I'm not gunna let you go!" he cried.
I was starting to suffocate; I'm surprised my shirt hadn't ripped yet. I noticed every jerk brought me closer & closer into my parents' bedroom. I could see that Inuyasha realized it but he refused to give up. He was gripping my hands so tight my fingers were white from loss of circulation.
"Sessh...oh God" Inuyasha panted, more tears streaming down his face.
"Rip...the shirt!" I growled huskily. My voice was breathless & throaty from being choked.
"If I do I'll have to let you go!"
"Rip...it!"
"I can't!"
"Do it!"
Inuyasha's right hand shot out & he ripped the front of my shirt down the middle, causing my parents to fall inside their bedroom. I collasped to my knees, slamming the door closed behind me, panting & struggling not to cry. I had to be strong now; I was the man of the household. But the thing was: this was not our house anymore. We had to leave.
Inuyasha was on the floor into front of me, on his knees & elbows, sobbing. He was saying something but I couldn't understand his words.
"We have to leave, Inuyasha" I said in a low voice, throat feeling scratchy, "Get a few things & let's go"
"Where will we go?" he asked in a small voice, lifting his head.
"I don't know. But we need to leave here & warn the police"
"They'll kill Mom & Dad!'
"That isn't Mother & Father anymore, Yasha!" I yelled, "They are flesh eating monsters & they will only do us harm!"
Inuyasha stared at me with huge unbelieving eyes. "How...how can you say that?" he whispered.
I sighed & stood, pulling him up with me. "Pack light & get your car keys. We're getting out of here"
We both packed quickly & grabbed a few snacks out of the cabinets & pantry, trying our hardest to ignore the annoyed snarls & growling coming from our parents' room, locking the front door behind us.
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That had been several months ago. It didn't take long before the 98% I told you about earlier of the world's population was turned into zombies. There were more people than I thought who were the original zombies, the ones that recieved the cure for cancer. It's no wonder why so many people scrapped for it: they had been so desperate to be cured. & now they were far much worse than dead. They were undead & stumbling around the earth, consuming the flesh of the last few remaining survivors, eating the animals when absolutely necessary.
Inuyasha & I travelled in his Dodge Charger, searching for the gated cities that we've always heard so much about, the cities that had 23 foot walls all around them, reinforced by the world's strongest metals. Sure, maybe that was a bit overdone but when it came to surviving this zombie outbreak no measure was too cautious. These were trying times & it was all about saving yourself. It was all about being overly cautious.
I sped through the deserted highway, my window rolled down as Inuyasha drifted in & out of consciousness in the passenger seat. We'd been driving for so long now I had to remind myself everyday where the hell we were going.
As I dodged abandoned vehicles Inuyasha sat up a little straighter. "Hey let's see if any of these cars have any water. I'm really thirsty"
"What happened to that gallon we took from that corner store yesterday?" I asked him frowning but keeping my eyes on the road.
Inuyasha's soft white ears drooped forward in shame. "Well see, one morning I woke up really thirsty..."
"For fuck's sake, Inuyasha!" I shouted, "We have to conserve water! We never know when we'll be able to get more!"
"No need to get bitchy with me, I already know that! Damn, what do you expect me to do, just die of dehydration?"
"You drink conservatively! Didn't your teachers tell you anything about saving energy sources?"
Inuyasha threw himself back into his seat with his arms crossed, face scrunched into an annoyed scowl. It was times like this when I wish he'd just grow up already but also times I wish I could just tell him that this was all a bad dream & everything was going to be ok & when he woke up Mother was going to make him those waffles he likes so much & Father was going to sneak him a shot of rum while Mother wasn't looking...but it'd all be a lie. He had been a senior in high school when this all started; he was too old for coddling. Still I couldn't help russeling his hair & smirking when he angrily pushed my hand away.
"We're already scrapping just to get by everyday, Yasha. I just don't want to see you suffer"
"So you get mad at me for drinking water...yeah, you really care about my suffering, huh?"
I exhaled heavily through my nose. "We just have to drink in moderation. When we find a gated city, you can drink as much as you want. But for all we know the next gated city is not for another fifty miles so we have to be smart about how much we eat & drink"
"Whatever" Inuyasha finally grumbled, which was his way of saying that I was right but he wasn't going to admit it.
I chuckled but then frowned as I approached an overturned eighteen-wheeler blocking the road. I stopped, killed the engine & tapped my fingers on the dashboard while I thought about what we should do. It wasn't like we could go around it with a guard rail on both sides which dropped steeply into a swamp.
"Maybe there's a car we can drive up ahead" Inuyasha said hopefully.
"Your car has great gas mileage, I don't want to risk leaving this & then we can't come back to it"
"Well hell it's not like we can go anywhere in this car. Let's just get out & look around"
I glanced at the horizon, noting the almost-setting sun. "Let's make it quick"
I grabbed my bat & then he & I climbed over the 18-wheeler & gazed out at the long stretch of cars. It was like it had been rush hour when everyone decided to abandon their cars. The highway was packed as far as the eye could see; getting out of here was not going to be as easy as we thought.
"Shall we go look for a car?" Inuyasha asked.
"That's quite a walk. It wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't a swamp on both sides of the road"
"Oh c'mon, you played basketball, football & ran track & you're complaining that it's quite a walk?" Inuyasha said laughing.
"I mean that's quite a walk because who knows how far we'd have to go before we find a car to drive clear or find a place where there's grass or woods beside the road instead of swamp"
Inuyasha made a noise that expressed he agreed. "But we have to. That's the only way to get out of here-"
There was a noise behind us & we turned to see a zombie stumbling out from behind a mini-van. Inuyasha & I dropped quietly to our stomachs, hoping we hadn't been spotted.
"You have that gun?" I whispered.
"Shit...I left it in the car"
I swore. I preferred long-range attacks but I guess this is as good a time as any to put my bat to work. I slipped it out of my belt-loop & got ready to stand until I saw three more zombies stumbling out from behind cars...& then more & more...until there had to be hundreds.
"Oh...shit" Inuyasha whispered softly.
The crowd of zombies ambled by, their stench causing my nose to wrinkle. A few of them raised their heads & sniffed the air, looking around for whatever scent they smelled & baring their teeth. I knew they could hear our hot, wet hearts pushing out that fresh, hot blood they liked so much, supplying oxygen to the muscles their teeth couldn't resist ripping through. I knew that to catch the wiff of something so delicious was frustrating, especially when it was so close & yet so far.
The horde was never-ending; several times Inuyasha grimaced when his stomach growled loudly, causing a few zombies to stop & look around & my bladder was bothering me greatly yet still more & more zombies appeared. It made me wonder where the hell they'd come from. I got the sense that the swamp probably hid them but I couldn't discuss it with Inuyasha to come to a conclusion; their hearing was almost as good as ours. Even the softest whisper would get their attention.
I glanced over at Inuyasha who was scooting over to the edge of the 18-wheeler, peeking then ducking back quickly as if he was trying to avoid being caught. I waved at him angrily, motioning him to be still before he does something stupid but he waved me off.
"I'm gunna go get that gun" he mouthed to me
I could already see the look of absolute irritation on my face at the moment. I made a grunting noise to get his attention. "What the fuck do you need a gun for?" I mouthed.
He motioned to the horde impatiently.
I had no idea how to respond without shaking him by the neck until some sense got knocked into him. I glanced over the still multiplying number of zombies. How the hell did he expect his glock to take out all of these zombies? & why? We weren't in desperate need of it. As long as we stayed still & quiet they'd move on & then...well, I'm not sure after that. Moving forward to find a car & continue driving wasn't going to be as easy as before now.
I glanced over at Inuyasha only to find him gone. I nearly dropped my bat in panic & wriggled my way over to to edge where Inuyasha was crouched on the ground behind the guard rail, holding it tightly while he quickly skittered to where his car waited. My heart felt like it was in my ears & my hands produced more sweat as I watched him, praying none of the walking dead saw him. When he was right across from his car, my body grew cold all over. There was no way he was going to get to his car with the horde in the way. Sure, I could see where they were starting to thin out but I doubted Inuyasha would be able to wait long enough for it to clear out.
'God, please be careful...'
Inuyasha slipped under the nearest car to him & darted under the car next to that one, startling a zombie who shook its head wildly & stood there for a moment before continuing. I sighed but didn't relax. I probably had the bravest but also the most idiotic little brother.
When he was beside the car that was beside his own, a zombie happened to see him slip under it & dropped to its knees to grab at Inuyasha's legs. I couldn't see Inuyasha, which caused my heart to hammer & my muscles to lock in fear. There were still many more zombies coming & if he made a sound he was going to inevitably...I had to think of something & I had to do it quickly.
Just as I looked up, I saw a white streak & suddenly he was in his car & frantically locking the doors & rolling up the window I had left down. He relaxed slightly even though now there were a dozen zombies hitting at the car; I could see his chest rising & falling quickly as he took deep breaths. Then his eyes locked with mine & the plead for help was so clear, my heart twisted. I had to lure the zombies away from him.
"Hey! Over here, you filthy bastards!" I yelled, jumping down from the trailer & swinging my bat in an arc, "Come get me"
They slowly turned towards me & growled low in their throats, running to me with their arms outstretched. I gave Inuyasha one last glance before I hurdled over the guard rail, only turning to check & make sure they were all following me, & made a big show of splashing through the swamp in case there was still a zombie lingering by the car. Many of them tumbled down the bank before splashing in the water or hitting the trees. As bad as the situation was it made me smile but I made sure to watch where I was going. I'm fairly sure this swamp held something unpleasant & I wasn't just refering to the smell.
I happened to just step onto the shore when I heard a wild splashing behind me. As I turned, something came out of the water & grabbed the zombies, taking them underwater. My eyes widened as I quickly backed far away from the shore where I felt safe. Alligators. There were at least three of them, all lunging out of the water like some kind of horrid, deformed dolphins & grabbed the zombies by their head or neck in their long, powerful jaws, usually breaking said neck or causing their backs to break under their heavy bodies as they splashed back into the water.
It was one of those scenes that you watch in horrid fascination: you wanted to look away, to get away but you couldn't. It wasn't that you were paralyzed with fear you just wanted to watch & see what happened. After about fifteen minutes the bloody water calmed & I couldn't see the alligators anymore. I could see body parts or the insides of the zombies floating around but if I didn't blink I could see them being snatched down into the water. Remembering that alligators were not just restricted to water, I ran a wide circle around the swamp, trying to find a bank so I could get back to the freeway. Even in places where I could see the bottom of the swamp, I refused to step in it. I was lucky the alligators didn't get me, considering all the splashing noise I made.
Though I had to cross a narrow strip of water about an hour later, at least I could see the bottom. The water only came up to just above my ankles so it didn't seem like it would hold an unseen alligator. I still ran quickly to the dry bank though.
The sun was about to set; I hated this time of the year when it would grow dark around 5:30. Judging from the position of the sun though it was about five o' clock. I carefully popped my head over the guard rail & was relieved to not be confronted with the horde I saw earlier. But now, as I stood up a bit straighter & looked for the overturned 18-wheeler & realizing I couldn't find it, I was faced with a pretty big problem: I was lost. Sense of smell was about as helpful as searching through the dark with Q-tip. All I could smell was the swamp, the dead & myself. Any traces I hoped to pick up of Inuyasha or something familiar could still be lingering so I began walking in the direction I was sure I had come from.
Silently, though, as the sun disappeared & the darkness crept up on me much sooner than I would have liked, I prayed to any god I ever fought, defended & heard of.
'Please...please let Inuyasha be safe...'
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