Dead Weight/Issue 6

This is issue 6 of Dead Weight , titled: The Rise and Fall Of 'Him'

Tayna quickly throws all their food into a rucksack, throwing it into the trunk of the car. Along with sleeping bags, pillows and with the help of Carlos, a can of little gas to help along the way. "Is that everything?" Carlos asks, pushing the trunk shut. Wiping his hands free of oils and dust. "I think so, They said to drive out and meet them so we better, Darryn? Why don't you help me open the garage door?" Carlos says, Darryn nods. Wiping his hands against his jeans and wlaking over to the garage door. "Its jammed, a little, with a bit of a pull we can manage to open it"

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Flake and Drake stand outside, leaning against the car. "Why did you swing at Zack?" Drake asks. Zack has fallen asleep inside the car. Lying on his back in the passenger seat. Flake shrugs, picking at the peeling paint on the car. Drake looks down. A trail of ants scurry under his feet. He smiles. Moving his foot and watching them.

A mumbling, creaky cracky sound is made, the garage door opens and Tayna drives out in their car. She stops and jumps out. "Where are we going?"

"Follow our car, Alright? We are driving around the city to see if we can find any raidable stores" Drake says, opening his car door and getting into the drivers seat. Flake follows into the passenger seat.

"Take this" Carlos says, handing a walkie talkie to Drake. "Use it to talk to us. Tell us where we go" He grins.

Tayna, Nancy and Melissa all get in the back while Darryn and Carlos sit in the front. The engine starts, a puff of smoke comes from the car and they drive out. Down the street and past different houses and undeads.

"Watch out for any runners" Darryn says, looking out the window, his window is rolled down all the way to the bottem so he peeks his head out. Holding his pistol out aswel.

"Runners?" Drake asks worridly.

"Wee'll talk runners later. Just keep a look out for any deados" Darryn replies. Sitting the walkie talkie down in the car. Sitting back in his seat. Melissa fiddles with her top, pulling it down and twisting it around in her hands. "You alright Mel, babe?" Darryn asks, keeping his eyes on the road ahead. "Perfectly normal" Melissa replies. Snuggling down in her seat. Nancy puts her arm around Mel. Putting her head gently ontop of hers. She closes her eyes.

"Guys, We're going to see if Chihuahua Hotdogs hasn't been raided" Drake says through the walkie talkie. Stopping the car and getting out. Holding his gun by his side.

"What about us?" Carlos asks. Stopping his car behind them.

"You guys can head to the carwash, find us some cars. Bring them back and we can have a few cars to use." Flake says, shutting the car door and walking upto the restraunt. Pulling at the door handle. "Its locked?" Drake asks. Walking up behind Flake.

Flake growls. "WHYYYYYYY!" He exclaims. Drake takes a few steps back. Before Flake kicks the door with his foot. Causing a crack to appear on the door. He smirks. pulling out his sword, And throws it.

Flake watches as it smashes through the glass.A moan can be heard from inside as Flake walks towards it. Picking up his sword. His feet crunch down on the glass as he steps inside. "Wait up!" Drake calls from behind him. Stepping inside....Zack...Still in the car.

Flake walks inside. Swinging his sword at the undead infront of him. It slices cleanly through its neck and it falls to the ground. Its mouth snapping. Another one walks down from the checkout. Through the ropes and jogs towards them. "Runner!" Flake calls. holding his sword out and slicing a chunk from its skull. Pulling his sword out blood splatters onto his shirt as the undead falls to the ground.

When the body falls to the ground. A quiet humming could be heard. A song. 'London Bridge Is Falling Down'

"What is that?" Drake whispers, they tip-toe to where the humming was coming from. Drake puts his hand on a handle and slowly pushes it down. "Be careful, Drake" Flake whispers. Backing away to inspect the restraunt.

Drake slowly opens the door. Inside was two small bodies, a larger body and a adult. Beside the 4 bodies was a dead runner. Its ankle twisted and head smashed slightly. Enough to kill it. "Hello" Drake whispers. A little girl turns her head. Shivering. "I'm not going to hurt you..." He kindly says, smiling. Leaning down and edging ever so slightly towards her.

"Please help my mummy...She is sick..." She whispers in An english accent that will give you goosebumps. Drake nods. Tears in his eyes. Putting his gun in its holder and crawling upto the little girl. The two smaller bodies roll around, two baby girls. Drake bites his lip. Looking at the small infants. "What is wrong with mummy?" Drake asks, the little girl shuffles away, Revealing a bite on the womans neck. Her head hangs down. Her blonde hair covering her face. The mother turns and looks at her bite, shaking with fear. She looks up at Drake, her mouth opens...

"I know what you do, I'v seen it before, you just shoot, You do, Please don't let my girls see what is about to be done. Look after them, you look well fed, well dressed, well washed atleast. Please take them with you. Please?" The woman pleads, hanging her head back down.

"I just have one question," Drake says,  "How long have you been like this?"

Tthe woman groans, sliding down into a lying down position, he knew she was gone.

Flake walks through, gasping at the sight before him. "What the..."

"We have to go now" Drake says, taking the girl by the shoulder and pulling her up with him. "We will take your sisters to a safer place...OK. With you!"

"Wait..."Flake argues, But Drake stops him.

"WE HAVE TOO!" Drake says to Flake. "Go outside for a minute. I will just..Say goodbye to your mother...OK?"

The little girl nods. Drake picks up the two girls and places them down on a table inside the restraunt.

He walks upto the woman. Leaning down on his knees. "I'm so sorry you had to go through the pain. We will take care of your girls" He whispers. Taking out a small pocket knife and pushing it through her skull. Tears trickling down his face.

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Drake hangs his head as he walks out. "Is it done then? Can we go?" Flake growls. Drake nods. Flake rolls his eyes, picking up one of the babies. "Useless"

Drake bites his ip. Picking one the other baby. The little girl runs after him. Sliding her hand into his. He nods.

"AAAHHHHH HELP MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" A voice is heard from outside. Drake and Flake run out. Surprised. Shocked.

Zack is in the car. Being attacked by a undead.

"PLEASE. AH. OH GOD. AAAAAHHHHH"

It bites into his ankle. Drake places the baby into the little girls hands before running upto the undead and pulling it off. It pulls some flesh with it.

"PLEASE. OH GOD WHY!"

Drake shoots it and walks upto Zack. "Zack! ZACK!"

Zack passes out. Flake growls as Carlos and Darryn drive around the corner quickly and Melissa, Tayna and Nancy watch in fear.

Melissa runs back, throwing up behind the other girls.

"What the heck?" Carlos shouts, running upto them. He sees the unconsious Zack, then the three children.

"Take them" Drake says, grabbing the two babies, throwing them into Carlos's and Darryn's hands. "Put them in your new amazing car?"

Carlos looks down at the baby in his arms, her bright blue eyes beam up at him. He grins. Nodding at Drake as he and Darryn walk over to their new car. Placing the kids inside. "You too." Drake says, putting his hand on the little girls back. She nods, running over quickly.

Flake grabs his sword. "It has to be done..." Flake says, before anyone could react he starts hacking at Zacks leg. Then hacks off his head. dragging the three body parts out. He kicking them until they are a bloody pulp. Then he gets in the backseat of the car. Crossing his arms and looking at Drake. Evil eyes.

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The gates open, the three cars drive in and park at the empty side of the camp. Beside the food 'station'

"What happened?" Annie asks, Robbie, Sally and the rest of the camp run out and look upon the new surviviors. Worryingly, happily, sadly.

"We have new children. They are only infants. We need more beds. We have five more sleeping bags." Drake says, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"We lost one of our own today...Zack Samiol. Got attacked. Died..." He hangs his head.

Annie puts her hand over her mouth. Gasping.

Flake hangs his head low. Smiling with evil.

Anything he had done...Wasn't the truth.

Trivia

 * This issue mainly just focuses on Flake and Drake
 * First Apperance of Unnamed daughter 1
 * First Apperance of Unnamed daughter 2
 * First Apperance of Unnamed Daughter 3
 * First (and Last) Apperance of Unnamed Mother