The End: Story Two - To Home, From Hell By: David K. Montoya


The End:Story Two
To Home, From Hell
By: David K. Montoya

Stepping out of the old school building, I scanned for any Unluckys who might still be around from earlier. I could not see anything, but I knew that something was in the works. I would have to go around the building to get to the back where the bus was parked.

I ran down the steps across the front of the building, then I cautiously edged around the side of the building to the alleyway. Seeing nothing, I moved into the dark alley. With one hand I ran my fingers over the slime-covered walls to help guide my way out to the other end of the alley, while I gripped the handle of my gun with the other. With a dozen or so more steps I found myself at the back of the building.

And there it was. Running over to the bus, I could tell it was still in good condition. Using the heel of my boot, I shoved the old vehicle’s door open. Just as I was about to step aboard I was blind-sided and fell to the ground. I got to my feet as quickly as I could and my stomach turned into a knot when I could not see the shotgun! Looking up, I saw that the attacker was an Unlucky which was running straight toward me! There was nothing else I could do; I had to meet that bastard dead on!

Racing toward the creature as fast as I could I opened my mouth to let out a war-cry, but the only thing that escaped from my throat was the evil hiss of an Unlucky! We both leaped at each other, colliding in mid air. It took a swing at me, but I caught his arm and slammed my forehead into the creature’s nose, causing the monster’s blood to spray everywhere. Once it hit the ground I found myself atop the demon.

It continued to swing wildly, slashing at my arms and face. I grabbed his lower jaw with one hand and latched onto the upper part of his mouth with the other hand. I stated to pull apart its jaw. The beast let out a scream of pure pain, but I was relentless. I heard the sound of the creature’s skin begin to rip and even more blood spewed onto me. Finally, with one last tug, the lower jaw tore away from the Unlucky’s face; blood flooded back down into its throat which caused the demon to gasp for air as it drowned on its own blood.

Frenzied by the sight of so much blood, I dug my fingers into his flesh, latched onto its Adam’s apple and ripped it from the Unlucky’s throat! He twitched a few times and gurgled a bit more until it became completely lifeless. I slowly got off of the body and getting back to my feet, I felt a small rain droplet hit my skin.

Trying to contain myself from the adrenaline rush, I began to pace back and forth, finally stopping as the rain started to come down harder. Looking up at the sky I tried to let out a cry, but it was replaced with something that could only be described as a mixture of a roar and a howl!

Falling to my knees, I prayed to whoever would listen to me. I began to bellow in confusion. I remained there for some time, crying, until the urge to kill was gone. Even after that I stayed on the ground, allowing the rain to wash away the blood of the dead.

Finally getting back up to my feet, I stumbled over to the bus and climbed up inside. From the look of it, the vehicle was well kept and appeared to be in good condition. Sitting down in the driver’s seat, I leaned over to grab the key and start the motor. But to my surprise the key was not in the ignition!

To be continued…

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