Extermination - PT. 5

"So.... you hunt Zombies for a job...?1

"Yup!"2

"Ain't dat dangerous...?"3

"Yup!"4

Rhys trailed behind her slowly, holding his shovel to his chest. They were out in the open, Zombie hunting. Simian looked fully confident that they wouldn't have a problem, but rhys was skeptical. "Well Simi...."5

"Wot?" Simian stopped, looking down at the little boy,6

"Yer a zombie, ain't ye? i mean..."7

"well..." Simian's eye twitched, a failed grin on her face.8

"So you are a zombie?"9

"N-no i'm not you little bugger!! Look at 'dis!" She held her arms out, "Only me arms are zombified! I'm not a zombie at all!!" She laughed nervously.10

"Yeah, roight.... wotever yew say, guv'nor." he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. Simian immediately swiped it out of his hand. "Oi!"11

"Why the hell are you smoking?! You're oly 12!!"12

"well after me parents 'sappeared, 'fore i knew dey wuz ded, me an' me friends were smokin' and drinkin', y'know t'ings kids ain't supposed to do." Simian looked unimpressed, but didn't say anything.13

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After walking and talking for about an hour, they could see a good-sized hoard of Zombies up ahead.15

Rhys blinked nervously, "We... we're gonna kill all of 'em, roight?" Simian nodded, gripping her axe tightly. She ran forward, leaping into the center of the crowd and throwing the weaker ones out right away, leaving them to Rhys. 16

Rhys ran around frantically, smashing the zombies at random as he flailed. He looked through the mass of bodies, just barely able to see Simian as she beheaded one of the living dead. He felt a hard thud against his side as a zombie slashed at him, and the small boys was thrown a few yards away, skidding a few extra feet. He looked up, rubbing his face, and found himself at the feet of an exceedingly tall zombie with bleach white hair. It was a male, and his bare torso was covered with tons of scars and stitches. In his hand he was holding a baseball bat with nails jammed into it at random angles. Rhys gulped. 17

"S-Simian!!" He stood up, trying to find shis shovel as the zombie picked him up by the back of his shirt with ease, flipping him around and hurling him into the wall of a nearby apartment, grinning. Simian saw Rhys hit the wall and turned to see what had caused the attack. 18

"Cor...." Angrily, she slaughter the last few zombies around her and turned to face her new seven foot tall opponent. "You're a bit different," She said, sizing him up. HE growled at her, pouncing forward and swiping at her with the baseball bat, ripping through half of her shirt. She fell back, catching herself and dodging another blow. The baseball bat his the wall of the building, the nails getting stuck. 19

The zombie growled furiously, grabbing Simian by her arm and ripping it off right from the new stitches down. She fell to the ground, landing on one of the previously living corpses. He tossed her arm out of the way, unhappy that it wasn't the taste of living human flesh. He grabbed her hair in a fist and hoisted her up off the ground so he was looking eye-to-eye with her. She winced and bit her lip at the pain, trying to get away from the Zombie's huge hand that was gripping her hair. He stared at her, and she realized that his mismatched eyes looked confused. Simian closed her eye tightly, expecting to be killed. But instead...20

"Hey...." He spoke clearly, with a hint of a British accent, "You're like me....!!?"21