Meanwhile
June 24, 2075
1012 CDT
Central Winner, South Dakota
Teresa Young's Point of View
Ow, my head. We must’ve crashed.
Shit! They surrounded the truck!
“The asshole driver’s dead! We have to get the fuck out of here!” Duy orders in haste as he checks on us.
Luke?! H-he’s ok. That’s good. Trevor was a jerk, but he didn’t deserve this. He must’ve driven into the herd of zombies and couldn’t stop in time. The crash hopefully knocked him unconscious before they dragged him out of the truck. Ew! I’m gonna get sick! E-Ezekiel’s legs are on the ground, but where’s his other half? There’s so much blood. I don’t want to see intestines and bones ever again. We’re freaking screwed! The front windshield is gone, and the only thing that’s stopping the zombies from getting inside is themselves. They’re too packed together and now they’re shaking the truck!
They’re gonna flip the truck over, or they’ll get in from above! Escaping from the back door is impossible and we’ll go deaf if we shoot our guns in this enclosed space!
“Guys?!” I say.
“We’ll get through this Teresa,” Duy promises as he holds my hands. “Luke, I hope you’re a good driver,” he says in a brash tone.
What?
“This is something Ruby would think of,” Luke chuckles nervously.
Wh-what are they talking about?!
“Look, all we have to do is get out of the middle of the fucking street,” Duy reassures. “If we can make it into an alleyway or something, then we should be ok, hopefully. Teresa, we need you to watch our back and brace yourself. Luke and I will take care of the zombies on the hood, but we need you to kill any zombies that happen to come in through the roof,” Duy explains in too calm of a tone.
A zombie fell through the roof!
“Die you fucking homicidal maniac!” I yell as I stab the zombie.
“Like that,” Duy and Luke say in unison.
“You’re the soul of our Mighty Squad for a reason,” Luke kindly reminds me.
“Keep showing these bastards that they fucked with the wrong squad!” Duy orders confidently.
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“You’re lucky it wasn’t a mutated! We’d be dead meat if we had to fight a Behemoth or something!” I say.
“Don’t jinx us, Teresa,” Duy nervously chuckles.
“Relax, our story won’t end here, Teresa. We’re just getting started,” Luke states arrogantly. “The world won’t remember us if we die in our first mission,” he says as Duy picks up Trevor’s rifle.
We’re gonna die!
“Cover your ears!” Duy orders as he aims at the windshield, followed by him firing upon the zombies.
He cleared a path for Luke to get in the driver’s seat.
“Floor it, kid!” Duy yells out in anguish.
“Wait, I’m not wearing my seat be-” I say as the truck zooms forward.
“I am flooring it, unibrow!” Luke shouts back.
“What?!” Duy screams back.
“Oh, fuck!” The three of us scream.
Jiiiiinx!
*
Ow. Don’t tell me we…
“Teresa, you won’t believe this, but we just crashed again,” Luke quickly states the obvious.
“I-I believe it,” I say.
Whiplash is such a pain in the neck.
“Is everyone ok?” Luke asks in worry.
“Luke, you’re a horrible driver. Not only did you crash, but you managed to flip the truck on its side,” Duy says in disbelief.
“Duy’s fine, but how about you, Teresa?” Luke asks in concern.
“Teresa, what’s he saying?! Is he talking shit?! He better not be talking shit. I’ll kick his ass if we survive this!” Duy loudly threatens as we all crawl out of the roof of the truck into an alleyway.
“I’m fine! Can you boys please stop acting so tough?! We almost died, again!” I say.
How can they be so cool and aggravating at the same time?
“We should be safe for now, but it won’t take long for those bastards to make it over the truck.” Duy loudly explains. “The fact that this alleyway is empty is probably the only good thing that’s happened to us all day. We’re almost at the tower. Let’s not waste any more ti-”
“Wait, this alleyway isn’t empty,” Luke says as he points at the fast-approaching figure in the distance.
“What?!” Duy screams in frustration.
No, no way. It can’t be!
“It’s a Headhunter!” Luke shouts into Duy’s ear. “The same mutated that killed my mom!” He reveals in anger.
The Headhunter, a mutated with similar features to The Chaser! These monstrosities, however, walk on two legs, have powerful upper bodies and a huge nasty second mouth with several sharp teeth on their stomachs! This big boy is standing between us and the tower! Luke is furious based on how hard he’s gritting his teeth and gripping the handle on his pistol! The only thing that can make this situation even worse is…what the? Something hopped on top of the truck?!
It's a second headhunter.
“Duy, get down!” Luke yells as he dives towards Duy.
It almost killed us all with one swipe. Thankfully being little saved my life.
“Teresa!!!!” Luke warns in horror as the nearby Headhunter shrieks at me.
Gulp. This creature standing in front of me sees me as its next meal, and I can’t do anything about it. I’m not as tough as The Invincible Sonya Grey, as swift as Red Riding Hood Annie O’Carroll, or as fierce as The Exterminator Jian Zhi. I can’t defeat it, I’m only an eighteen-year-old little girl who’s stuck in a living nightmare. I’m just a liability, zombie bait, a failure, and a fraud! I’m all the negative things that people call me! I miss Julie so much, and I’m about to see her and my parents in the afterlife! I miss Kiko, Auntie, Uncle, and I miss annoying Ruby!
Luke and Duy are suffering because I was stupid enough to think that I could be something other than zombie bait. Squad Zeus would have completed their role in the mission by now if I didn’t screw up my one simple job, which is why nobody will miss me! The other bag of ammo could have potentially saved more lives, and I fucking dropped it! People will die because of my mistake! Because of me! I’m such a loser! It’s probably for the best that I die like this because I won’t be an annoyance to anyone ever again!
So go ahead, tough guy! Give it your best shot!