Post by Rock114 on Jan 15, 2014 2:02:42 GMT
Righto, folks. As I said in the thread for my other story, I mentioned I would be bringing a story here, away from the plebs over at FF, to be viewed by the aristocratic intellectuals that inhabit this site. So, here it is, it's short, so this is the whole thing. As always, a feedback whore like me lives off of your comments, so let me know what you think. Oh, and one last thing: TKA, YOU MUST READ THIS. The Great Mustahioed One himself commands it.
"Don't let them get to me. Please!" Kenny gave Ben a sorrowful look, then stood up and turned to Lee.
"Got any bullets left? This has only got on left in it," he said, sliding the magazine of the Beretta nine-millimeter home.
Lee glanced back, seeing the herd begin to grow. If he still had his axe, Kenny thought, there might have been a chance to fight through them. But Ben… "Just one!"
"Fuck…that's not enough…" Kenny stared at the ground, sliding the magazine of the pistol out and checking it again, the dead drawing closer as each second passed. "Give it to me."
"What?"
"I said give it to me! Get outta here and go get Clem! She needs ya Lee."
"I'm not leaving!" His friend widened his stance and pulled his gun, the one Carley had scavenged in Macon sometime before they had met Lilly's group at the pharmacy. Seeing it brought back recent events he'd have given his right arm to forget. Turning to face the encroaching swarm with his best friend, Lee yelled over his shoulder. "I'm not leaving you!"
"What did I just say, damnit!" They didn't have time for this.
"Let's get Ben and get out of here!"
Lee made his choice, Kenny thought bitterly. But he wasn't the only one who got to choose. With a sad glance at the concrete, Kenny shoved Lee back. The college professor stumbled behind the gate, bracing himself on the brick wall and reorienting himself just in time to see the metal gate shut behind him. With Kenny on the other side. "Damnit, Ken!" Lee lunged forward, grabbing at the bars that separated the two.
"Lee, Lee it's ok."
"No, Ken, no it's not!"
Voice low, mournful, Kenny spoke as he looked back at Ben, trembling in fear as he fixed his stare at the walkers slowly advancing. "It's just somethin' I gotta do. You know that." He pulled away from the fence, widening his stance as the first of them reached for him. He slammed his fist into the side of its head, and it crumpled to the ground and stopped moving. "Now go get that girl!" The second one lunged, and the redneck brought the gun down on it like a blunt weapon. This one, too, didn't move. He could barely make out the sound of Lee struggling with the gate in the background, yelling curse words as Kenny suddenly realized he was being forced back toward Shawn.
Wait, who? That ain't right... Distracted, he barely fought off a third. It grabbed him, going for his neck. The teeth made contact with his arm, and he shoved it away and into its brethren before it could break skin. Several of them fell under the weight thrown against them, buying some time to fight off the ones coming from behind him. Ben, still stuck on the metal rod, was frantic as Kenny stormed past him. But Kenny's mind was somewhere else. That forest clearing, that one where he'd seen Katjaa for the final time was all he could see as he battled for his life.
Goddamnit, you piece of shit! He kicked one, sending it sprawling back as others advanced over it. Good for nothin' failure! He barely noticed one to his left grab him, sinking teeth into his shoulder. Fuck. I can't save anyone. He pushed it away, kicking it in the head as it landed on the ground. Shawn, Duck... Katjaa... The skull split and blood began to flow, signaling the end of another abomination. Blood began to stream from his wound, soaking his shirt in a tide of crimson as he backed away from them slowly. Ben whimpered beside him as the noose around them tightened. Never helped anyone. I deserve this. Another one, rotted nearly to the point of being unidentifiable as human, lunged. Too caught up in his thoughts, Kenny failed to defend himself.
The creature's teeth cut into the flesh of his side, ripping away a sizeable piece of his skin. He grunted in pain, refusing to surrender. Don't give up. Keep goin'. He backed up more, nearly tripping over Ben as the creature fell to the ground with nothing to support it. He felt a dead hand grip his ankle, and another bite pierced his calf. Ben cried again, one of the things only feet away from him.
Kenny yelled, leaping away from the grasping hand around his ankle. Kicking the one nearest Ben, he looked around and realized what a moot point it was. They were everywhere. No way out. For either of them. He yelled, trying to make sure he was heard above the sound of the approaching walkers. "They ain't takin' you again Shawn." Ben's eyes widened.
"Who?"
They reached Ben. Teeth pierced the kid's leg, as he cried for help. "FUCK. KENNY, PLEASE-" In one smooth, fluid motion Kenny turned. His strength ebbed as the bites and blood loss began to take their toll on him, striding over to where Ben lay. That moment seemed like forever, as he brought the cold gun up. Ben was staring into his eyes, filled with fear just as Shawn's had been so many forevers ago. His eyes filled with the same certainty he'd witnessed in Katjaa's, before she'd taken that last, quiet walk into the woods with their little boy…
Emotionless, dull, Kenny felt nothing as his finger squeezed the trigger, sending the bullet away. Blood oozed from all of his wounds, and the act of keeping the gun trained on Ben was agonizing. Don't give up. Stick it out. He turned away as Ben went limp and silent, the boy's pain vanishing in the blink of an eye. Everything hit him at that moment. All of his failures came rushing back to him. A farmer's son screaming for help as his leg was crushed under a tractor wheel, cold hands reaching out, grasping him, pulling themselves closer as Kenny ran... He barely pushed another one back, breathing heavily now, body burning with the effort of his last stand. A heavy brick of salt in his hands, Lilly’s anguished scream as he let go, blood splattering all over the room as Larry’s skull gave way beneath the weight…
Not this time. This time's different. He staggered as he walked, looking into the eyes of the herd as they bore down on him. I finally did it Kat. One of them collided with him, sending him to the ground. His eyes blurred with tears as he hit the pavement with an audible thud, but he felt nothing. The tears weren't from the pain of the fall. I finally thought of someone else. The walkers set in on him, grabbing from all directions as he lay there. God, I miss you so much. Darkness closed in, engulfing him as he took a last, shallow breath.
I'm comin' honey… We can be together…
Katjaa…
"Don't let them get to me. Please!" Kenny gave Ben a sorrowful look, then stood up and turned to Lee.
"Got any bullets left? This has only got on left in it," he said, sliding the magazine of the Beretta nine-millimeter home.
Lee glanced back, seeing the herd begin to grow. If he still had his axe, Kenny thought, there might have been a chance to fight through them. But Ben… "Just one!"
"Fuck…that's not enough…" Kenny stared at the ground, sliding the magazine of the pistol out and checking it again, the dead drawing closer as each second passed. "Give it to me."
"What?"
"I said give it to me! Get outta here and go get Clem! She needs ya Lee."
"I'm not leaving!" His friend widened his stance and pulled his gun, the one Carley had scavenged in Macon sometime before they had met Lilly's group at the pharmacy. Seeing it brought back recent events he'd have given his right arm to forget. Turning to face the encroaching swarm with his best friend, Lee yelled over his shoulder. "I'm not leaving you!"
"What did I just say, damnit!" They didn't have time for this.
"Let's get Ben and get out of here!"
Lee made his choice, Kenny thought bitterly. But he wasn't the only one who got to choose. With a sad glance at the concrete, Kenny shoved Lee back. The college professor stumbled behind the gate, bracing himself on the brick wall and reorienting himself just in time to see the metal gate shut behind him. With Kenny on the other side. "Damnit, Ken!" Lee lunged forward, grabbing at the bars that separated the two.
"Lee, Lee it's ok."
"No, Ken, no it's not!"
Voice low, mournful, Kenny spoke as he looked back at Ben, trembling in fear as he fixed his stare at the walkers slowly advancing. "It's just somethin' I gotta do. You know that." He pulled away from the fence, widening his stance as the first of them reached for him. He slammed his fist into the side of its head, and it crumpled to the ground and stopped moving. "Now go get that girl!" The second one lunged, and the redneck brought the gun down on it like a blunt weapon. This one, too, didn't move. He could barely make out the sound of Lee struggling with the gate in the background, yelling curse words as Kenny suddenly realized he was being forced back toward Shawn.
Wait, who? That ain't right... Distracted, he barely fought off a third. It grabbed him, going for his neck. The teeth made contact with his arm, and he shoved it away and into its brethren before it could break skin. Several of them fell under the weight thrown against them, buying some time to fight off the ones coming from behind him. Ben, still stuck on the metal rod, was frantic as Kenny stormed past him. But Kenny's mind was somewhere else. That forest clearing, that one where he'd seen Katjaa for the final time was all he could see as he battled for his life.
Goddamnit, you piece of shit! He kicked one, sending it sprawling back as others advanced over it. Good for nothin' failure! He barely noticed one to his left grab him, sinking teeth into his shoulder. Fuck. I can't save anyone. He pushed it away, kicking it in the head as it landed on the ground. Shawn, Duck... Katjaa... The skull split and blood began to flow, signaling the end of another abomination. Blood began to stream from his wound, soaking his shirt in a tide of crimson as he backed away from them slowly. Ben whimpered beside him as the noose around them tightened. Never helped anyone. I deserve this. Another one, rotted nearly to the point of being unidentifiable as human, lunged. Too caught up in his thoughts, Kenny failed to defend himself.
The creature's teeth cut into the flesh of his side, ripping away a sizeable piece of his skin. He grunted in pain, refusing to surrender. Don't give up. Keep goin'. He backed up more, nearly tripping over Ben as the creature fell to the ground with nothing to support it. He felt a dead hand grip his ankle, and another bite pierced his calf. Ben cried again, one of the things only feet away from him.
Kenny yelled, leaping away from the grasping hand around his ankle. Kicking the one nearest Ben, he looked around and realized what a moot point it was. They were everywhere. No way out. For either of them. He yelled, trying to make sure he was heard above the sound of the approaching walkers. "They ain't takin' you again Shawn." Ben's eyes widened.
"Who?"
They reached Ben. Teeth pierced the kid's leg, as he cried for help. "FUCK. KENNY, PLEASE-" In one smooth, fluid motion Kenny turned. His strength ebbed as the bites and blood loss began to take their toll on him, striding over to where Ben lay. That moment seemed like forever, as he brought the cold gun up. Ben was staring into his eyes, filled with fear just as Shawn's had been so many forevers ago. His eyes filled with the same certainty he'd witnessed in Katjaa's, before she'd taken that last, quiet walk into the woods with their little boy…
Emotionless, dull, Kenny felt nothing as his finger squeezed the trigger, sending the bullet away. Blood oozed from all of his wounds, and the act of keeping the gun trained on Ben was agonizing. Don't give up. Stick it out. He turned away as Ben went limp and silent, the boy's pain vanishing in the blink of an eye. Everything hit him at that moment. All of his failures came rushing back to him. A farmer's son screaming for help as his leg was crushed under a tractor wheel, cold hands reaching out, grasping him, pulling themselves closer as Kenny ran... He barely pushed another one back, breathing heavily now, body burning with the effort of his last stand. A heavy brick of salt in his hands, Lilly’s anguished scream as he let go, blood splattering all over the room as Larry’s skull gave way beneath the weight…
Not this time. This time's different. He staggered as he walked, looking into the eyes of the herd as they bore down on him. I finally did it Kat. One of them collided with him, sending him to the ground. His eyes blurred with tears as he hit the pavement with an audible thud, but he felt nothing. The tears weren't from the pain of the fall. I finally thought of someone else. The walkers set in on him, grabbing from all directions as he lay there. God, I miss you so much. Darkness closed in, engulfing him as he took a last, shallow breath.
I'm comin' honey… We can be together…
Katjaa…