Survival

The Trap (Part Two)

Another kid walks up to me and falls to his knees then to his face. He looks up with just a glimpse of me aiming a three shot revolver to his head.

"No please. I. Need. Help. Please- um help me," the kid whimpers.

"Okay. I'll let you in. My wife and I will help you out. But then you better scurry your little ass from these premises or I'll actually pop your face with a bullet that you won't see coming," I say rudley.

I let the boy in to our house and Christina grabs the bandages. She asks,"Where in the hell are all these boys coming from with wounds from bullets?"

He replies,"Those stupid soldiers like to shoot everyone. And I was one of them. They came chasing me-"

"Wait they were chasing you. Dammit they're here," I say.

Three army soldiers in big black bullet proof vest came running to our door and banged on it. Their riot shielded masks covered their faces so we couldn't see them. They yelled,"Get your ass out of that damn house or we will have to come in there."

I gave the boy one of my snipers and told him to stay at the window and snipe the soldiers.

Christina says,"I hope you don't mind but.....I made another grenade."

"I don't give a crap. Just throw it out there," I reply.

She rolls it down the stairs where the guards had started walking up and one of them yelled,"Grenade!!"

Two of them flopped to the curling above them and died. The other wandered around the bottom of the house.

"I got him," Christina says.

She went behind the guard and the guard heard the creak on the ground so he turned around and kicked Christina in the shin.

Christina lay in the ground holding her dirty hand to her shin and the guard aimed his gun towards Christina. Christina tripped his foot and made the guard fall as well as shooting bullets through the ceiling.

I had heard and saw the bullets so I went downstairs to check it out. I jump off the railing to the stairs and pounce onto the soldier while snapping his neck.

Christina rolls up her sleeve and I see something under her sleeve.

"What's that under your sleeve," I say and point to Christina.

The boy walks down the stairs.

"Uh. Nothing," She replies.

"No but seriously," I demand.

"Holy shit she's infected," the boy says.

"Let me see it," I say thoroughly.

She pulls up her sleeve and I see a round mouth mark on her arm that is surrounded by lumps and bumps.

"I don't want to turn into one of those stupid retarded things PAUL. So just shoot. Me. Now," she demands.

"Actually I know a guy who has fixed people from the bites. The army doesn't know about him cause the army would just shoot him," the boy says.

"Okay where is this lunatic," I say.

"He is up your- I mean he's in the city," he directs.

"Okay then we'll go there," I say.

"This is going to be a long day," I say.