Read Online OUTNUMBERED volume 1: A Zombie Apocalypse Series by Robert Schobernd - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Robert Schobernd
Ads: Link
much. Shana is a good teacher and Paige has thrived since we arrived here, despite the loss of her dad and granddad."
"We're all pleased that you chose to join us. If there's ever anything I can—"
Connie rushed between us and interrupted. "There you are, Tom. I've been looking all over for you."
She made a huge point of clinging to me tightly and kissing me as if we'd been apart for weeks. "Kira and I were discussing Paige's progress in class since they arrived."
Connie tugged at my arm. "I made a special chocolate desert and can't wait for you to sample it. Come on. We'll have a piece while it's still hot." I said good-bye to Kira and noticed Connie's hard expression as we walked hand-in-hand to our room. She was quiet and withdrawn the rest of the evening and didn't bother to hide being upset at seeing me close to Kira.
Our relationship deteriorated more over the next week. One afternoon I met with Kira about her training schedule. Connie saw us and rushed to my side and waited impatiently until we finished.
A few days later Kira and I spoke about plans for a scheduled trip to Minneapolis before Thanksgiving. I assured Connie there was nothing between me and Kira, but she often railed and ranted about the nonexistent relationship she perceived. The last fight was so loud and intense, I told her to move back to her own room. I'd had enough fighting, and we were finished. She didn't take my dismissal gracefully, and I had to reinforce my decision to breakup several more times in the next few days.
~*~*~*~
One afternoon a week later, the guard in the northwest tower sounded the alarm over the internal speakers. "Kira is running toward the woods by herself. Does anybody know why?"
As everyone responded, Connie saw me at door 9 and innocently asked, "What's going on, Tom?"
I shrugged the question off, said, "Grab your guns and follow me." Connie grabbed an M4 carbine and two magazines off the rack as we passed. It was her weapon of choice. We joined a group of armed responders heading for the woods. We approached the walking trail Kira used through the dense trees toward the lake. I hoped we were gaining on her when we heard the dreaded muted moans and cries of a number of zombies in the distance. Seconds later there was a single shot. I heard two more shots fired as we entered the woods. They sounded like .40 caliber. I glanced at Connie as a slight grin slid to a look of concern. Then came a series of at least twelve more shots. Ed was at the front of the single-file line. He yelled, "That's an AK for sure. Move it, guys! It's a short distance, so let's run flat out."
I was the fourth in the group to exit the woods. Kira was near the lake facing a group of seven more zombies. More corpse lay around her. She downed three zombies in fast order then two more. Kira dropped the AK and pulled the .40 caliber semi-auto and fired at the heads of the two remaining monsters from six feet away. They exploded like overripe watermelons, and the fetid, rotting bodies tumbled toward her from their momentum. She deftly sidestepped away from them. Without pausing, Kira scooped the AK up, spun around to reconnoiter the area and saw the cavalry arriving. A breeze picked up as we neared the tree shrouded lake, and the fetid undead odor enveloped us.
Kira focused on me in the newly arrived group. She appeared confused, or maybe nervous, but in deep thought while she changed magazines on both weapons. She was surrounded by the crew, yet her features were grim when I stormed up to her.
I tried to stay calm but failed. I was upset. She had an ass chewing coming. Christ, that was the same way I'd lost Emma only months before. It was so much alike that it was eerie.
"What the hell were you thinking leaving the compound and going to the lake alone? You know better than to do that. You could have been killed, plus you've endangered all of us who came to rescue you. Why?"
Kira didn't speak until I stopped shouting. She stood there
"We're all pleased that you chose to join us. If there's ever anything I can—"
Connie rushed between us and interrupted. "There you are, Tom. I've been looking all over for you."
She made a huge point of clinging to me tightly and kissing me as if we'd been apart for weeks. "Kira and I were discussing Paige's progress in class since they arrived."
Connie tugged at my arm. "I made a special chocolate desert and can't wait for you to sample it. Come on. We'll have a piece while it's still hot." I said good-bye to Kira and noticed Connie's hard expression as we walked hand-in-hand to our room. She was quiet and withdrawn the rest of the evening and didn't bother to hide being upset at seeing me close to Kira.
Our relationship deteriorated more over the next week. One afternoon I met with Kira about her training schedule. Connie saw us and rushed to my side and waited impatiently until we finished.
A few days later Kira and I spoke about plans for a scheduled trip to Minneapolis before Thanksgiving. I assured Connie there was nothing between me and Kira, but she often railed and ranted about the nonexistent relationship she perceived. The last fight was so loud and intense, I told her to move back to her own room. I'd had enough fighting, and we were finished. She didn't take my dismissal gracefully, and I had to reinforce my decision to breakup several more times in the next few days.
~*~*~*~
One afternoon a week later, the guard in the northwest tower sounded the alarm over the internal speakers. "Kira is running toward the woods by herself. Does anybody know why?"
As everyone responded, Connie saw me at door 9 and innocently asked, "What's going on, Tom?"
I shrugged the question off, said, "Grab your guns and follow me." Connie grabbed an M4 carbine and two magazines off the rack as we passed. It was her weapon of choice. We joined a group of armed responders heading for the woods. We approached the walking trail Kira used through the dense trees toward the lake. I hoped we were gaining on her when we heard the dreaded muted moans and cries of a number of zombies in the distance. Seconds later there was a single shot. I heard two more shots fired as we entered the woods. They sounded like .40 caliber. I glanced at Connie as a slight grin slid to a look of concern. Then came a series of at least twelve more shots. Ed was at the front of the single-file line. He yelled, "That's an AK for sure. Move it, guys! It's a short distance, so let's run flat out."
I was the fourth in the group to exit the woods. Kira was near the lake facing a group of seven more zombies. More corpse lay around her. She downed three zombies in fast order then two more. Kira dropped the AK and pulled the .40 caliber semi-auto and fired at the heads of the two remaining monsters from six feet away. They exploded like overripe watermelons, and the fetid, rotting bodies tumbled toward her from their momentum. She deftly sidestepped away from them. Without pausing, Kira scooped the AK up, spun around to reconnoiter the area and saw the cavalry arriving. A breeze picked up as we neared the tree shrouded lake, and the fetid undead odor enveloped us.
Kira focused on me in the newly arrived group. She appeared confused, or maybe nervous, but in deep thought while she changed magazines on both weapons. She was surrounded by the crew, yet her features were grim when I stormed up to her.
I tried to stay calm but failed. I was upset. She had an ass chewing coming. Christ, that was the same way I'd lost Emma only months before. It was so much alike that it was eerie.
"What the hell were you thinking leaving the compound and going to the lake alone? You know better than to do that. You could have been killed, plus you've endangered all of us who came to rescue you. Why?"
Kira didn't speak until I stopped shouting. She stood there
Similar Books
