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down with him until I planted my sneaker firmly on his chest and pulled the blade back while pushing him to the ground.  I didn’t stop to make sure he was actually down before 2 more came rushing at me, eyes all crazy with rage and blood oozing out of various orifices…all in all I’d have to say this whole apocalypse business was pretty fucking gross so far.
    Swinging my sword, I caught the first in the shoulder with enough force to spin it away from me while turning and landing a solid kick to the torso of the other.  I turned back and rammed my blade home through the eye socket of the stunned zombie and spun just in time to catch the one I’d kicked with a left hook to the jaw, buying enough time to pull my sword from the first and swing it across this one’s neck with all my strength.  I thought its throat would just slit, but almost shit my pants in delight as I watched its head sailing off for greener pastures.  It didn’t sail far, but that wasn’t the point.  Score one for being a mutant!
    Seeing that no other immediate threats were coming at me, I ran to Ty who was about to land a killing blow to some dude that I swear looked just like Bob Hope 30 years ago with a sneaky bastard coming up behind him he didn’t see.  Rushing forward, I whipped my blade across the back of the bastard’s neck and was again pleased as punch to watch his head roll slowly off his shoulders, landing on the ground with a ‘thump’.
    I took a deep breath and started towards Jack and Chloe only to catch the tail end of what must have been an epic battle as they were both panting, covered in blood splatter and standing over a small pile of bodies and assorted limbs.  Chloe looked up at me, chest heaving and adrenaline causing the veins in her neck to stand at full attention, a crazy look in her eye.  I smiled, so proud of the kid I wanted to take a picture of her battle glory and tape it to the fridge.  I was pretty sure she was just in shock though, because she just stood there staring wildly at the massacre on the ground.
    Walking over to her, I sheathed my sword and my gun and pulled her into my arms.  She just stood there for a moment, stock still before I felt her heartbeat slow and she hugged me back.  “You did good, kid,” I said while squeezing her shoulders.
    Chloe shook her head slowly and looked up at me, eyes wide and full with unshed tears.  “It’s never going to get easier, is it?”
    Looking down at the pile of bodies littered about the pine needles I just shook my head.  “No.  I don’t think it will.” I grabbed her chin with my hand and looked her straight in the eyes and smiled. “But it can’t last forever.  I can’t promise anything will ever be the same, but it can’t last forever.”
    She stared at me, weighing my words carefully.  I watched storms raging in her bright green eyes before acceptance finally set in.  Nodding slowly, she pulled away and started back on the path we’d been walking.
    I watched her for a moment; the set of her tiny shoulders under the weight of her weapons and backpack, her hair as ratted as mine tied up in what was once a neat pony tail and prayed to any gods still listening that she wouldn’t have to live like this for long. 
    Ty walked up and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they walked while Roscoe snuffed in circles at their feet.  Casting a glance over at Jack, I caught the same determination on his face.  We didn’t need to say it; we were both thinking the same thing.  For all the shitty things we’d done in our lives, if we did one thing well, it was going to be making sure these kids got out of this alive.
    The silence of the woods wrapped around us with an ominous and oppressive air.  It felt wrong that there weren’t more people; more zombies.  Where did everyone go?  Maybe I just wanted more people around to drown out my own monsters.  I thought living alone in my apartment had given me all the time in the world to dwell