“Co and get your love! Co and get your love!” The three of us sang along with the song as we pulled into a gas station. We worked together like a well-oiled machine as I pulled up to the gas pump. They got out and ran inside to see if there was any food still worth salvaging, as I got to work rigging the pump to work without authorization from the cash register. It was sothing I learned how to do a year or so into the apocalypse, and now it ca as quickly and easily as a professional locksmith opening a door.
Sophia, Maria, and I were enjoying our road trip to see if her sister was still alive, and we’d be gone for the next few days at least, that was if we found her. There was a good chance we’d spend a week or two looking and find out she had died. It was incredible how quickly the weather changed. Both Sophia and Maria were dressed in short shorts, wiping sweat off their foreheads because of the heatwave.
I could hear them giggling and playing around inside as I smiled and watched. There was a chance soone was inside the bathroom, but as I made a cursory inspection before they went in, it should be safe enough. I was worried they would be hurt, but both had combatant powers. The only reason Sophie died in the first tiline was that she wasn’t on alert; we were well in our own territory, and the attack ca from soone who should have been friendly.
Sophie had a danger sense. I had seen her hit the floor a mont before gunfire would have ripped her apart in the first tiline; she had more perception than a normal person, on top of being able to command animals. Maria gained both a stronger and tougher body, on top of being able to fire a ball of energy as a weapon.
I didn’t think it was enough for her to survive a buckshot from a shotgun, but it would be much easier to shrug off damage compared to a normal human. It ant they were far safer than two abnormally attractive(non-powered) won frollicking about. They were beyond normal levels of attractiveness, and won like them had a na in the first tiline. Bandit bait.
When you saw them, they were normally in trouble, but the mont you went to help them, or worse, the bandits would show up to make you regret that decision. I heard a truck rumbling down the road toward us and yelled out a warning to the two. “We got company coming. Get behind so cover in case they’re dumb.”
The apocalypse was in full swing. It ant there was a real chance that these people heading our direction were the rescue squad from another survivor camp… Or… Far more likely, people are coming to kill us and steal our stuff. It wasn’t as overblown as Mad Max… But it very well could be, depending on who ruled the survivor base.
As I heard gunshots and n wooping and hollering, I knew it was the ladder. I could only sigh as I thought of how to deal with them. The truck was loud enough that I could hear them before I saw them, and as they ca into sight, I could see about a dozen n all packed into a truck, so hanging off the sides as they were making fools of themselves.
One finally noticed , he started to point a shotgun in my direction, and that was my sign to stop them from being such stereotypical villains. A bone spike ford as the man fired. It was birdshot, small beads, not buckshot, thankfully. Even if they reached , they wouldn’t be strong enough to do more than ruin my clothes. I fired the spike at the tire of the truck.
It went without saying that they were driving far beyond the speed limit, risking their own lives already, as the truck began to tumble, launching them out of the back, so flying dozens of feet into the air before coming down, all of them dead or in the process of dying by the ti the truck cos to a standstill back on its wheels. I called out to the girls. “Alright, it’s ti to get back on the road. We got a few more hours before it gets dark.”
The song was still blaring as the two looked out in shock and fear at the suddenly dead people, and I just began singing again. “La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, co and get your love!”
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Ester’s Point of View
I sat drinking a cup of fresh blood from one of my more unfortunate thralls. He was in a gunfight earlier and was struck by several bullets. Before he died, I drained the blood from him so it didn’t go to waste. One of my other n, one of the leaders too smart to be made dumb by turning him into a thrall, ca into my impromptu throne room.
He knelt and waited for to acknowledge him; that was why I kept him the way he was. He was already loyal enough to pass and knew what would happen to him if he didn’t treat like the queen I was. He sat on his knee until I slowly finished my blood wine, as I finally asked. “What is it?” He twitched at the sound of my voice; he had seen what I did to those who went against , so there was going to be so fear of .
“T-the… *Ahem* The leader of the largest survivor camp left earlier today. Our scouts have said that he’ll be gone for the next few days.” Once again, after informing , he waited quietly on his knee for my response. “Hmm. Well, that makes things interesting.” I knew who the man was; I had t him twice already. Once, before I gained my powers, and again as I spied on the gates to check for any weaknesses.
He didn’t even recognize . One mont, he was walking, yelling out about big n being bodyguards; the next, he was stopped in front of , staring at as if I were a slab of at. I would have reciprocated him, perhaps worn him down before discarding him, but I felt sick when I looked at him; I felt fear as I instinctively knew how dangerous he was.
That was why we were living in this motel instead of the cluster of mansions. Because I knew he was more prepared for this than I was, the weak n protecting the gates were far too nurous for to do anything by myself. That was before I counted all the smaller in number, but still just as dangerous, won walking around, all of that on top of the man who made want to run away.
There was nothing we could do… Except now, now there was. Not themselves… But all it took to break them would be a spark. A spoken word here, a bribe there, and a thrall to run forward and get gunned down, and we wouldn’t have to do anything but sit back and wait for the refugees to do the work for them. I spoke out loud, we would need to begin preparing while gathering more information, and we didn’t want the man coming back before the plan could be implented.
“Go… Tell the others to find out when he’ll return; if they can’t, find out how many of the won inside the gates there are. We need to gather as much information as we can before I take what I deserve as the new Queen of this world.” I couldn’t help but smile; the look of horror on the man’s face as he rushed out of the room was sothing I would have to ignore from now on.
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