Revenge On The Living
Coban wields his katana and slices off the
head of a roaming zombie. He strolls to another and slices its belly; innards
spill on to the dusty road. He pulls out a Berretta and unloads it on the
surrounding necrotic wonderers with great precision. A bullet clips his
shoulder forcing him to role aside behind a dilapidated car. He holsters his
gun and grimaces with pain. Carefully,
Coban peers in the direction of the shot. A bright light shines in the distance
upon the roof of a gormless, abandoned building.
Coban ponders then whistles loudly, the
surrounding zombies shuffle towards him in groups. Coban then runs from the cover of the car in to the maze
of the un-dead, staying low as he goes.
He dodges and darts, staying clear of any open areas whilst zombies
explode and fall beside him. Blood splatters his poncho, but he takes no
notice.
He reaches the building and stays flat to
the walls. Shuffling along, he reaches a backdoor; gunfire from above continues
to reign down on the zombies. Coban kicks the door handle, breaking it off
before swinging the wooden door open. He enters and listens to the constant
booming of the weapons above. From the corner of his eye, Coban notices a
zombie slyly approaching from behind and responds by shaving off its head in
one skillfully soundless movement. Slowly he ascends the metal stairs treading
carefully.
He silently opens a door and spies a male
with two females, facing away from him shooting at the zombies below. The man turns to Coban, aiming his gun, “Who?...Put your weapons down!”
Coban steps in through the door and places
the Berretta and Katana down onto the concrete roof. One of the women
approaches Coban “You’re not bit? We
haven’t seen many of you’s for a long time around here. Lower your guns”.
The orders are obeyed and the guns are lowered.
“We
shoot you? Shit, awfully sorry, we just get in to a flurry sometimes, I am Anya,
this is Amos and that’s Clove” says the first woman. Despite leading the
dialogue, Coban sees the woman as too thin and twitchy to be in charge.
“Coban”
he says in a reserved manner.
Anya extends her hand. Coban takes a glowing
hand from beneath his poncho. Noticing it’s glow, Anya recoils and scrambles
for her gun, “Mutant!” she screams. Coban
releases a sudden bolt of electricity from his hand forcing Anya’s frail body over
the top of the building like a rag doll. Amos wheels his weapon up but is
struck down by the katana that now protrudes from his head. Clove screeches
towards Coban who releases a second jolt of electricity from his fingers,
causing her to shake violently before vaporizing into a scarlet mist. Coban casually
picks up his weapons. “Humans” he snarls, then exits through the door he just
came through.