Bit Me: A story of the end of the world

[hrgrisso]

Chapter: Continued

The Toyota smoothly handled the golf course, and the roads beyond it. They drove around cars and wrecks but Gabe just drove over the bodies. After the first dozen wet crunches Seamus felt like his stomach would betray him. After thirty bodies, it did betray him and he sprayed everything in his stomach out the window. He felt better, and he felt worse. To keep his mind off the crunches and thumps he focused on his fingers nails. They were black underneath. A hundred bodies later he ignored them.

Gabe clenched his teeth, afraid that if he loosened his jaw he’s puke across the dash.

An hour after they started their headlights flashed over the highway heading from Phoenix to Maricopa. Seamus rose in his seat to look behind them.

“You look like your afraid it’ll be gone when we come back?” Gabe asked.

“You promise it won’t be?” Seamus said.

Gabe started to answer. After everything that had happened he couldn’t be flippant. He closed his mouth and drove on.

“Maricopa is going to be bad.” Gabe said later.

“Why?” Seamus asked.

“Maricopa is all residential except for the casino. The outbreak was during the day. I’m afraid all we’re going to see will be the bodies of women and kids.” Gabe said.

Seamus’s head fell against the window. They really were in hell.

 

[hrgrisso]

Chapter: Continued

Ten miles from Maricopa they started seeing bodies. One here, one there. Thankfully off to the side of the road.

At seven miles the bodies started growing, the piles started getting bigger, mile by mile the piles grew. At five miles the bodies formed canal walls on either side of the road, but right at the five mile marker the bodies, disappeared.

“What the hell?” Seamus said.

Gabe nodded.

The next five miles they rode in silence. Anxiously Seamus pulled his commandeered M-4 closer. Unconsciously Gabe had started to slow down, when he realized it, he set the cruise control at seventy, clicked on his hi beams and clenched the wheel tightly. “Nobody better get in my way!” He said to no one in particular.

After the miles of random bodies, the emptiness of the dark Arizona desert was miles past creepy.

“How much further?” Seamus asked.

“About another mile to Maricopa, another mile past that to dead cow.” Gabe responded. Dead cow was the fastest road to head west to Why. It’s official name was SR-164. Locals called it dead cow road because of all the dead free desert range cows dead alongside it. After all the bodies of humans, Gabe was looking forward to dead cows.

 

[hrgrisso]

Apologies

To answer the last question, no Elk Meat for Christmas this year. We struggled against the full moon the whole time this year. It wouldn't be hunting if it was easy. Scratch that, it wouldn't be fun if it was easy.

Secondly I apologize for the delay in my posts. I've been having some IT trouble at home and am trying to get my comp up and running soon. Until then not much I can do.

One favor if I can, can we keep the demands for MOAR down a bit? No need to clutter up space, I'm working on it. If I've been away much to long I understand but one or two would suffice...

 

[Legionnaire]

Welcome back. Glad you were safe. Better luck next time! Thanks for the update, and the new installments!

 

[hockeybum]

YES YOU CAME BACK!! great story, im sure that there's gonna be an elk thats gonna lay down in front of you next time if you finish this story

 

[Grizzly Adams]

Glad you are back. Withdrawal is heck!!

 

[Working Man]

Thanks for the update.

Sorry no Elk this time.

 

[hockeybum]

PLEASE, dont leave us hanging! its too good of a story to not finish. PLEASE keep it coming.

 

[oklahoma caveman]

im guessing that you have posted all that you had written and now your posting as youget it on paper? well however your doing it just please keep it coming. as has been said its way to good to not finish

 

[mastershake4071]

having harsh withdrawal symptoms. i have lost my appetite and when i do eat i cant keep it down. i have been sleeping most of the time. come on man i need my fix!

 

[Aussie bloke!]

Moar!

G'day everyone,......

Give it 24hours and I say we break out the: 'M' word!



Aussie.

 

[mastershake4071]

i agree.

 

[Srigs]

We need our fix PLEASE!

 

[Hoppy590]

guys relax or he might not post. no point in cluttering up the boards with useless posts.

 

[Superlite27]

“DAMNIT!”

Cursing at lice?

Just plain ol' "DAMMIT" seems to work better for me.

 

[Aussie bloke!]

Huh?

G'day everyone,...


Cluttering up the boards,......?

I call it "Youthfull Enthusiasim"

That 'M' word is just around the corner!



Aussie.

 

[mastershake4071]

hmmm. lets see what i have in my bag here *shuffles* ah here it is! my is it big!

MOAR!!!!

ok. that should last us for awhile.

 

[Aussie bloke!]

Just heard from hrgrisso,....

G'day everyone,......

I just heard from our elusive auther,.....

Unfortunatly he is haveing IT problems,....Got his computer fired up again but still needs time to get the IT sorted.
We need to give him 'another 48 hrs'
(No,...not the Nick Noltey/Eddie Murphy movie!)

We should have the next installment in a couple of days,so it looks like we are going to have to endure the withdrawl symtoms for just a bit longer.
Patiance folks,...Patiance,.......

Aussie.

 

[mastershake4071]

thanks for the update. but i still have the urge to post this.

 

[sojournerhome]

Ok, I'm subscribed and ready for more.

 

[camonympho]

Guys let's try to remember it is almost Christmas and I'm sure he has alot going on...just remember he should have time off for Christmas and I hope will post us a couple chapters!!!!!!

 

[mastershake4071]

you said christmas. i am very offended. not everyone celebrates christmas. you need to be sensitive to the ones who don't.


i am sorry i just cant even begin to even think that in a serious manner. oh those silly politicians. lol

 

[hrgrisso]

Chapter 6: Continued

Through Maricopa they drove, made their turn and followed the winding curvy road through the desert. Their headlights would occasionally cross a rolled car, or simply one stopped in the road. They saw no bodies the entire trip from Maricopa to Gila Bend.

“Try and raise bubba, we’ll be there in about an hour.” Gabe said.

Seamus played with the radio trying to make the connection. They were receiving on the right channel but nothing was coming from Bubba.

After several minutes of silence Seamus cleared his throat, “Maybe…”

The radio snapped and Bubba was loud and clear on the other end.

“MAYDAY! MAYDAY!” Bubba was screaming!

“Mayday received! What’s going on bubba!?!?” Seamus said.

Gunfire on the other end.

Distant popping over the radio followed by close loud bangs. Gabe assumed that was Bubba returning fire.

More gunfire.

“Seamus! Gabe! Guess my time was up! Badge wearing bastards! Hit a few of them but I don’t know how long…”

“Hold on brother! We’re coming!” Seamus yelled.

“Bring hell brothers!” Bubba said.

 

[hrgrisso]

Chapter 6: Concluded

Cruising into town Gabe swung the long truck around corners, racing through the empty streets. Several houses had been burned down. Several were still smoking. Turning onto the dirt road that wound up the hills on the western side Why Gabe rolled down the windows. In the distance they could hear the distinct staccato of machine gun fire.

“Stop the truck!” Seamus said.

Gabe complied but looked at his brother confused.

Seamus was twisting in his seat looking in the back seat digging through a duffel bag Gabe hadn’t seen when they’d first loaded up in the truck. In triumph Seamus jumped back around, holding a pair of Binoculars in his hands.

“Wanted to get a good look at things before we go charging in!” Seamus said.

“Um Seamus, it’s dark. As in nighttime…” Gabe said.

Seamus just grinned.

Through the binoculars things didn’t look good, anytime a shootout happened as a general rule, things suck. Seamus was using a pair of low light binoculars that flared a bit from the muzzle flashes several hundred yards away, of course that was magnified in the binoculars, but they gave him an idea of the battle.

“Bubba looks to be holed up in his house I keep seeing muzzle flashes out the windows. About thirty yards out from the front door, straight in front of us with their backs to us are several men using Bubba’s truck for cover. Several more, maybe four, maybe ten are up around the side; I keep seeing muzzle flashes but can’t get a good look.” Seamus said.

“What do you suggest? Floor it, guns blazing?” Gabe asked.

“No… What do you think?” Seamus said.

“I say we park the truck out of sight, don’t want our escape shot up, and then you head straight down the hill towards those bastards! As soon as you’re close enough for a clean shot find cover and engage. I’ll swing around the outside of the hill and try and get a decent shot at the bastards around the other side.” Gabe said.

“Agreed, except with that foot… I’ll head around.” Seamus said.

Gabe flexed his foot inside his boots. That ankle was still tender. When he got out of this truck he did so with the intention to kill. Humans. Men, maybe women. People. .223 would make nice little holes. The adreneline was in his blood now. He wasn’t tired. Quickly he nodded in agreement. Quietly he whispered, “Let’s bring hell!”

 

[RonE]

You are on a roll again, don't leave us hanging..... How about starting chapter 7?