Tensions had reached an all time high.
“Look, there’s less than half of us that started, this is getting fucking ridiculous. Lets kill this last Cult motherfucker and be done with it” said Sovi3t.
Exodus was sobbing. “They killed Oerba, we were meant to live the rest of our lives together. I know you saw me, Cult scum, last night in the food court. Step up and let’s solve this like men.”
“Ok look, calm down” said DaRabidDuckie. “We can figure this out easy. There’s 9 of us left. It’s easy. Those 5 of you over there, line up, and we’ll just kill you in order. One of you is bound to be the Cult Leader, then we can all go back to surviving this apocalypse.”
“First, that’s retarded.” said Black Jesus. “What kind of life are we going to get back to? Everyone is dead, there’s only a handful of us left. There’s nothing to get back to; there is only vengeance.”
“Also” said Bulldancer. “What sort of plan is that? Oh we just kill half of everyone that’s left, and we’re bound to win? Based on what? Your awesome track record and finding the Cult?”
“He asked us to trust him at this point” said Cyntalan. “He knows that we’re in a position to trust nobody. If that’s not Cult, I don’t know what is.”
“Look, I don’t think you’re Cult, but you’ve kind of sealed your own fate now buddy.” said Redbeard.
“Guys, look out behind us. We’ve got a pack of Risen coming out way” said Bious.
LimeGreenPatato closed the copy of the Walking Dead he had been reading, now covered with blood stains. “If there is one thing this book has taught me, it’s that just when everything is looking its worst, things are bound to get better.” He grabbed his crowbar and stretched his muscles.
“What the fuck book are you reading?” said Black Jesus. “When things are at their worst, somebody always dies to prove it’s never as bad as it could be.”
“Is this your doing DaRabidDuckie?” said Exodus, as he took baseball bats to the head of a Risen. “Bringing these monsters here, killing Oerba, this entire massacre. Why did you do it?”
“Com’n, just admit it” said Bulldancer. “You’re Cult, and if you’re not, you’re just an enabler.”
“Shut up” said DaRabidDuckie, reloading his handgun. He put a bullet into the head of a zombie shambling his way.
“What’s the matter, can’t handle the truth?” taunted Cyntalan.
“I said shut up. I’m not part of the cult!” he shot another bullet, whizzing his bullet awfully close to Cyntalan, who for a moment thought he was going to be hit.
“Com’n, let’s step up and finish this now like men.” said Black Jesus. He had turned his back on the Risen completely, and was now locked on DaRabidDuckie. “Step up and we can see who is the better man.”
DaRabidDuckie’s face twitched. He stared Black Jesus in the eyes. Something had snapped within him, he was not backing down. But he wasn’t going down without a fight. He cocked the hammer, and raised the gun right at Black Jesus. Everyone froze to watch the final showdown.
“So sure are you? That I’m cult? Hmm? Tsk tsk. And you call me the dumb ones. You call me scum, and then you openly threaten the man with the gun.”
Black Jesus tightened the grip on the fire axe he was wielding. With a lucky throw, he could take the man out. DaRabidDuckie smiled. “You couldn’t hit me with that even if you tried.”
And then DaRabidDuckie pulled the trigger. There was an audible gasp from the survivors. Black Jesus closed his eyes, anticipating his own demise. Time slowed for him, as his life flashed before his eyes. The bullet approached, moments from ending his life.
And then it whizzed right past his ear, missing him slightly. He heard a thunk. His eyes shot open, as he saw DaRabidDuckie still locking eyes directly with him. To his side, a zombie fell at his feet, motionless. It had been within biting distance, and now it was dead.
“You think I’m cult, do you? Then let’s speed this process up. Good luck guys.” DaRabidDuckie took the gun, pointed it at his own head, and pulled the trigger.
He dropped hard to the floor, the gun scattering along the tile.
Everyone was stunned.
“Well, I don’t think the cult would take their own life like that, until we were all dead” said RedBeard. “Looks like we have more work to do…”
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DaRabidDuckie - Cyntalan, Exodus, Sovi3t, DaRabidDuckie, BullDancer, Bious, Black Jesus, LimeGreenPatato
Black Jesus - Redbeard
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