The Birth Of Decay (13 page)

             
A
heavyset man stood in the hardware store and watched the men carry out the supplies.  He shot a few zombies down and laughed loudly.  “Take that bitch.”

             
A man wearing a black jumpsuit walked up and saluted the man.  “Sir we are ready to depart.”  The heavyset man nodded and got into a large army truck.  Several vehicles followed the man out of town and onto the highway.  They stopped at a farmhouse and looted.  After they grabbed a few random items, they were back on the road.  “You look so hot when you’re in boss mode Gary.”  A woman with red hair said to the leader.  Gary turned around and blew cigar smoke at her.  “I am always hot baby.”

             
The driver pulled into a gas station and everyone pumped fuel into their trucks.  Gary got out and walked to the middle of the road.  “Where does this lead?”  He asked.  The red head was Andrea and she took a map out of her shoulder bag and studied it.  “We will be coming up to Pueblo, then Canon City and some small town called Westcliffe.”  She said.  He took a puff of his cigar and walked in the gas station.  One of his bandits walked up and had a gun pointed at an old man’s head.  “Found this one hiding in the back.”  Gary walked down an isle, ripped open a molded candy bar, and started eating it.  “That will make you sick.”  The old man said cautiously.  Gary walked over and stood in front of the old man.  He took another bite and started laughing.  The old man shook his head and the man behind him slapped the back of his head.  The man cried out and Gary pulled his revolver out and shot him in the face.  The old man dropped on the floor and Gary grabbed a few more things from the shelves.  “We sleep here tonight, maybe our scouts we sent out will finally report in.”  Gary ordered.

             
The bandits lit large fires in the parking lot and shot at random zombies as they walked up.  “Stupid zombies!”  Gary yelled.  A few of the bandits took turns cutting off the zombies limbs and watching it try and move.  “Well come on retard, get moving!”  One of them yelled.  Gary rolled his eyes, walked over to the armless zombie, and stomped his head into mush.  “I’m trying to relax.”  He yelled.  The bandits lowered their heads in shame as Gary sat back down.  “I got some beer man.”  One of the bandits called out from the gas station.  He walked out and handed Gary a case.  He popped the top and took a large drink of the warm expired beer. 

             
Andrea walked out and sat on Gary’s lap.  “I want to kill something.”  She said in a sad voice.  One of the bandits jumped up and pointed to a zombie walking along the road.  “You can kill that.”  He laughed.  Andrea stood up, ran over to the zombie, and punched it in the face.  The zombie spit up black blood and growled.  “Come on let’s see what you got!”  She yelled.  The zombie swung its arms at her and she dodged them.  Andrea pulled out a hunting knife and cut open the zombies’ stomach.  The rotting guts poured out and landed at its feet.  The zombie growled and grabbed her arm.  Andrea took the sharp knife and cut off its hand.  She backed up and the zombie walked towards her and stepped on his own guts.  She roundhouse the zombie in the face and its nose ripped off.  “Take that bitch!”  She cheered.  The bandits cheered her on as she ran up and stuck the knife through the zombies’ forehead.  She pulled the blade out and it fell on the road.  She walked over and sat next to Gary.  “God that made me excited.  Gary pulled down his pants and forced her mouth down on him.  “Gets me hot.”  He said.

             
Late the next morning they got back on the road, drove to Pueblo, and started killing.

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