"The Sacrifice"

The night with the full moon. If you look at the city from high, you will see a beautiful view of night town. If it was so... Two weeks passed from the first appearance of an unknown disease, which was named Green flu. People who got sick of it became more aggressive and violent. They got the name Infected. The government tried to find a cure, but the virus always mutated. Also, it affected some diseased, they started mutating. Only a few people had immune to this Green flu, but they needed to fight with zombies. All of them had different characteristics, but only one thing kept them together. Hope. I hope that this apocalypse will end someday. Our story involves four survivors, who were trying to get the hell out of the infected state. They found a boat, but survivors needed to rise bridge. It made such noise that every infected heard in town heard it. 4 survivors were shooting at the horde of infected.

"Reloading!", said Louis.

Names of survivors were Louis, Francis, Zoey, Bill. Louis was working as IT specialist, Francis was a biker, Zoey was a girl who could protect yourself and Bill was Vietnam war veteran. They all were different, but they had one aim. Survive.

Suddenly, the bridge stopped.

"Shit!" shouted Zoey.

"I hate bridges.'', screamed Francis.

"Shut up Francis. Someone should go and turn on the generator!''

Bill approached Zoey and said: "Cover me. I will go."

By the edge of an eye, he saw that something went down. When he focused his vision, he saw it was a man in a vest.

''Damnit Francis, what the fuck are you doing? Get back here!!!"

But he didn't hear him. He only was thinking about approaching the generator and turning it on. He was armed by an auto shotgun and P220.

Come on. You can do this. You can save them.

While he was running, he could get the attention of three Tanks. Finally, he approached the generator and pressed the button.

"HE DID IT!''

Bridge didn't rise very high. I can do it.

The sudden pain pulled out him from his thinking. He flew away from the generator and smashed into the wall. His ribs and left arm were broken. Overcoming the pain, he sat up, opened his eyes and saw three Tanks, coming right to him. He knew that he didn't stand a chance against them. At that moment he wanted to smoke but he didn't have a cigarette. He regretted that he didn't take one from Bill.

Sons of bitches... If I will die, only with you.

He lifted his shotgun and shot right into the Tank's face.

BAM

"Two left"

BAM

"One left"

He started to aim at the last monster, but then he heard the explosion.

"I hate dramatic death..."

All went dark...

"Oh shit. I am coming for him"

"No Louis. Don't do it."

"Bill, he can be still alive. We need to help Francis."

"Louis, we can't help him."

"But..''

"He's right Louis. You can't help him."

Louis tried to say something but he couldn't. He couldn't believe that Francis was gone. Even he was rude to him and making jokes, anyway, he was a part of the family. They all went through hell, they survived in many dangerous situations even when it seemed like there wasn't any solution.

"Rest in peace, Francis."

All three survivors went silent for a minute to commemorate their grumpy and all-hating friend.

Author's Note

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