Sean the E MOO
06-06-2008, 07:11 AM
I have decided to make a story over an idea I had a while back. It is a story of what would happen if a witch and a tank mated. Here is the story. NO NEGATIVE FEED BACK UNLESS NESSECARY!
It had been three years sense the infection had broken out. It
was hypothesized that the creatures would die, But they never did just
growing more ravenous every day. I lie there in my small cabin thinking
of the other day. Just a mere few hours ago my only friend Jacob had
been killed by a neighboring tank. It had been roaming for some time and
finally got him while he was hunting. I was able to pull him from the area
after he was beaten. But by the time I had gotten back to the house he
was dead.
The more I thought of it the more I was pissed of by it. We had
the chance to kill it but it never happened. We had been roaming threw a
small mountain post in the woods for a radio. When we saw it had a
pathway nearby that had been ripped threw the trees. We followed
thinking it was a vehicle trail, But when we reached the end we saw it. The
tank had been thrashing and had been penned under a tree.Oh my god
Jake look at this I had said! Looking at it he shuttered and said well make
sure its dead. Scared I said nope it must be dead don't worry. But I knew
it was only unconscious.
Weeks after that we saw it had been roaming
around near the cabin. We then knew that it was only a matter of time
before it came in. Then Jake died a week after that. I stood up and
grabbed my saw of 12 gauge Mosburg I had found a few weeks back.
Looking I a mirror at my scraggly beard a scars from past fights I knew I
wouldn't kill the tank. I knew I would piss it off and it would kill me. I
should have shot it but fear gotten the best of me. But now I had nothing
to fear now I was alone. So I loaded my gun and sat to get ready for the
last hours of my life.
I made some Molotov's and grabbed jakes 9mm
Rougher. I went out to look for the tanks trail. It took me only ten minutes
to get a track so a I followed the path of destruction made by the tank. I
finally got to a clearing to find a disturbing sight. Bodies of animals and
other infected were laying in piles all around the area. They had all been
eaten partially so limbs were scattered across the forest floor. In awe I
stood there covering my nose from the stench that consumed the area.
Then in the corner of my eye I saw it.The tank was laying next to a
corpse of a woman. Both of them had been ripped apart by something
large. I looked closer to see the corpse was a witch making me wander.
What if these two just got into it maybe it was a territorial type of thing?
I tried to convince my self but my gut told me something was wrong. Why
would they both be ripped to pieces there's no way that one survived and
bled out. They were both so mutilated that there brains were hanging out.
Just then I was knocked back by a force stronger than a freight train.
Landing in a heap of bodies I was covered by them as if they were
camouflage's let a burst from my shotgun that bored a hole threw one of
the bodies covering me. The shot hit the entity that had attacked me. It
roared then leapt into the foliage behind it. Quickly I ripped myself from the bodies and ran to it. This must be it I thought to myself!. This must be the tank that lived the fight! I ran and followed a trail of blood that had come from the infected. It led to an old dirt road were it suddenly stopped for some reason .where the hell did it go I thought? Then I realized I was in a ambush.
Looking up I saw it perched on a branch almost mockingly
graining. Its body was rippling with muscle and not an inch of fat was on it. Itsface had nothing but rows of sharp teeth and pure whit eyes. I raised my gun at it but it pounced before I could fire. Tackling me to the ground I
saw as it began to lift its clawed hand to attack. Forcefully I rammed the
butt of my gun in to its face. It hauled back to the ground in pain letting
me loose. Then in a quick motion fired three rounds from my shotgun
hitting the creature in the chest. It screamed in anger as if I only upset it.
I then remembered I had the Molotov's in my back belt loop. Grabbed
one and lit it a blaze with a quick lighter flick. I then with all my might
threw it at the monster hitting into on the head. The bottle erupted and
consumed it in flame. In ravenous pain it ran at me sticking me with its
claws. I flew back hitting a tree so hard I felt it crack. I grabbed jakes
rougher and began blasting the monstrosity as many times as could. But it
would not drop down.
I looked for my shotgun and saw it laying on the
ground about. ten foot away crawling to it why the monster got nearer and
nearer. Finally as I about had it the infected lifted me from the ground with
one hand then slammed me back down. It continued until I was dizzy and
bleeding, But I themed remembered the gun and when it slammed me
down I reached and grabbed it. Lifting my hand towards the thing I pulled
the trigger to the gun blasting it in the face. I saw as its head ripped into
fire cooked meat across the ground. Instantly it dropped me to the floor.
Sat there and watched it burn into a bloody heap of meat. I looked down
at my stomach that had been thrashed by its claws.
I paused then realized I wasn't immune. Id never come in contact with a wound before from an infected. I looked down at it and thought about alot.I had a family once a mother a wife a brother. But now it was all gone. Francis, Ashley, Laura
were all gone. I sat there and looked at the pile and thought. Would I be
the it,
would I become infected, would I become the prefect creature something niether infected nor human could trust?
(note) if any one sees any problems with this post (spelling grammar etc) please contact me via private message on what should be fixed .....thank you for reading!
It had been three years sense the infection had broken out. It
was hypothesized that the creatures would die, But they never did just
growing more ravenous every day. I lie there in my small cabin thinking
of the other day. Just a mere few hours ago my only friend Jacob had
been killed by a neighboring tank. It had been roaming for some time and
finally got him while he was hunting. I was able to pull him from the area
after he was beaten. But by the time I had gotten back to the house he
was dead.
The more I thought of it the more I was pissed of by it. We had
the chance to kill it but it never happened. We had been roaming threw a
small mountain post in the woods for a radio. When we saw it had a
pathway nearby that had been ripped threw the trees. We followed
thinking it was a vehicle trail, But when we reached the end we saw it. The
tank had been thrashing and had been penned under a tree.Oh my god
Jake look at this I had said! Looking at it he shuttered and said well make
sure its dead. Scared I said nope it must be dead don't worry. But I knew
it was only unconscious.
Weeks after that we saw it had been roaming
around near the cabin. We then knew that it was only a matter of time
before it came in. Then Jake died a week after that. I stood up and
grabbed my saw of 12 gauge Mosburg I had found a few weeks back.
Looking I a mirror at my scraggly beard a scars from past fights I knew I
wouldn't kill the tank. I knew I would piss it off and it would kill me. I
should have shot it but fear gotten the best of me. But now I had nothing
to fear now I was alone. So I loaded my gun and sat to get ready for the
last hours of my life.
I made some Molotov's and grabbed jakes 9mm
Rougher. I went out to look for the tanks trail. It took me only ten minutes
to get a track so a I followed the path of destruction made by the tank. I
finally got to a clearing to find a disturbing sight. Bodies of animals and
other infected were laying in piles all around the area. They had all been
eaten partially so limbs were scattered across the forest floor. In awe I
stood there covering my nose from the stench that consumed the area.
Then in the corner of my eye I saw it.The tank was laying next to a
corpse of a woman. Both of them had been ripped apart by something
large. I looked closer to see the corpse was a witch making me wander.
What if these two just got into it maybe it was a territorial type of thing?
I tried to convince my self but my gut told me something was wrong. Why
would they both be ripped to pieces there's no way that one survived and
bled out. They were both so mutilated that there brains were hanging out.
Just then I was knocked back by a force stronger than a freight train.
Landing in a heap of bodies I was covered by them as if they were
camouflage's let a burst from my shotgun that bored a hole threw one of
the bodies covering me. The shot hit the entity that had attacked me. It
roared then leapt into the foliage behind it. Quickly I ripped myself from the bodies and ran to it. This must be it I thought to myself!. This must be the tank that lived the fight! I ran and followed a trail of blood that had come from the infected. It led to an old dirt road were it suddenly stopped for some reason .where the hell did it go I thought? Then I realized I was in a ambush.
Looking up I saw it perched on a branch almost mockingly
graining. Its body was rippling with muscle and not an inch of fat was on it. Itsface had nothing but rows of sharp teeth and pure whit eyes. I raised my gun at it but it pounced before I could fire. Tackling me to the ground I
saw as it began to lift its clawed hand to attack. Forcefully I rammed the
butt of my gun in to its face. It hauled back to the ground in pain letting
me loose. Then in a quick motion fired three rounds from my shotgun
hitting the creature in the chest. It screamed in anger as if I only upset it.
I then remembered I had the Molotov's in my back belt loop. Grabbed
one and lit it a blaze with a quick lighter flick. I then with all my might
threw it at the monster hitting into on the head. The bottle erupted and
consumed it in flame. In ravenous pain it ran at me sticking me with its
claws. I flew back hitting a tree so hard I felt it crack. I grabbed jakes
rougher and began blasting the monstrosity as many times as could. But it
would not drop down.
I looked for my shotgun and saw it laying on the
ground about. ten foot away crawling to it why the monster got nearer and
nearer. Finally as I about had it the infected lifted me from the ground with
one hand then slammed me back down. It continued until I was dizzy and
bleeding, But I themed remembered the gun and when it slammed me
down I reached and grabbed it. Lifting my hand towards the thing I pulled
the trigger to the gun blasting it in the face. I saw as its head ripped into
fire cooked meat across the ground. Instantly it dropped me to the floor.
Sat there and watched it burn into a bloody heap of meat. I looked down
at my stomach that had been thrashed by its claws.
I paused then realized I wasn't immune. Id never come in contact with a wound before from an infected. I looked down at it and thought about alot.I had a family once a mother a wife a brother. But now it was all gone. Francis, Ashley, Laura
were all gone. I sat there and looked at the pile and thought. Would I be
the it,
would I become infected, would I become the prefect creature something niether infected nor human could trust?
(note) if any one sees any problems with this post (spelling grammar etc) please contact me via private message on what should be fixed .....thank you for reading!