Family Bonding (Razgriz x PrincessManaMi-Ai)

[Razgriz]

Jake Roberts was busy at the gym, pumping iron as per his usual routine. A solid-built man standing at 6'4", 280 lbs of pure muscle, his short-cut unkempt brown hair partially covered piercing green eyes that bore right into you. His strong jawline and broad shoulders made many ladies swoon; he didn't have to beat them away with a stick, though there were a few times in his past where a stick would have come in very handy.

While normally a non-confrontational guy, if there was one thing that set him off it was anything regarding his little sister. Anyone who called her a whore or a slut that he found out about often ended up in the hospital; same went for anyone who tried to make a sexual pass at her. If someone treated her like a lady, then he had no problem with that. Over-bearing, maybe. But considering they only had each other after their parents passes away, he just wanted to make sure she was safe and happy.

Well, today he would get a chance to prove that in the ultimate sense. After his workout, he always went to the local gun shop to see if there was anything he wanted to get. Arriving there in his red '69 Chevelle, he went inside and saw the owner Mick Ritchells. The elderly man of 45, built like Jake himself, wore a classic hunter's apparel. Camo pants, a green vest with a red undershirt, boots, and a hat. "Well, if it ain't my favorite customer!" Mick said cheerfully; Jake waved and replied, "How goes it, Mick? Where's Ralph? Usually he's in here givin' ya a hand." Mick sighed, "Little bastard went and got himself hung over; he's sleepin' it off. But enough about him, what are ya lookin' for?"

Jake perused the wall of weapons; he eyed a Remington 870 12-gauge shotgun. If there was one thing Jake loved it was a gun that kicked like a mule. Mick noticed this and said, "A real beaut, ain't it? Tell ya what, Jake...you buy that shotgun, I'll throw in a dozen boxes of magnum shells and a dozen boxes of regular shells free." Jake's eyes went wide, "That's some generosity, there Mick. Thanks" Mick shook his head, "No one but you buys shotgun shells around here anymore; they're just gatherin' dust." After making his purchase, Jake bade the owner good-bye, carrying his new toy over his shoulder.

It was here he heard a strange noise to his left; it was like someone was moaning. He turned his head and saw that there was someone covered in grime and blood, walking sluggishly with their arms outstretched. "What the fuck? Hey pal, it ain't Halloween yet." Jake shouted with a laugh; however, his face fell a bit when the moron kept the act. "Alright, dude, you made your point, you're a fucking zombie. Knock it off." When the weird got close enough, he tried to lunge at Jake; this was met with a meaty mitt to the side of the head. There was a sickening crack as he caved the person's head in; the thing fell, twitching as green-red blood oozed out onto the pavement. "What the hell?" Jake muttered; he then heard more moaning behind him. Was that actually a real zombie? No, that was just something in a sci-fi movie to scare people.

Jake heard more moaning behind him; he turned to see a small pack of zombie-like things slowly shuffling towards him. They looked almost the exact same as the thing that laid on the ground in front of him. "Fuck....." Jake said as he shouted, "Uh....Mick, I think we got a problem out here." Mick then shouted, up from the roof of his store; it looked he was setting up a minigun "You're damn right there's a problem. We got zombies, kid. Ain't you been readin' the news? There was an outbreak yesterday!" Jake stared up at Mick before saying "Where the fuck did you get that thing?" Mick laughed, "I've had it for a while. Just in case. Now get a move on...ain't you gonna see if your sister's alright?"

Jake snapped back to reality when he mentioned his sister; he's right, those things could be all over the city! Getting into his car, he went to on the ignition when he found him surrounded. He gunned the engine, plowing through the small crowd of zombies. Picking up his cell phone, he dialed his sister's number; it rang and rang. "Come on, pick up" he said, praying that these things weren't anywhere near his only living relative.

 

[PrincessManaMi-Ai]

Emilee sat at her canvus working her brush into some maroon paint before pulling it across the white canvus, being so careful that the strokes were almost affectionate. She had no idea what she waspainting yet but thats how all of her great art work started.

She was on the wide back porch at the house that had belonged to her parents, now belongto her and her brother. Idly she glanced at one of the houses widows, and stared deeply at the reflection looking at her.

A soft innocent face with full reddish lips and emerald green eyes same as her brother. But while he had short brown hair she had long onyx black hair in natural loose curls. She had a long lean body with shapely curves thanks to many years of ballet. She was just about to clean up when she heard a sort of moaning coming from the woods past their large back yard.

Emilee felt concern build when a bloody child stepped into view. She was just about to go help it when her phone rang.
"Jake." She sighed happily, aswering her phone. "Theres a bloody child in the back yard, I was just about to go help it." She informed him, decending the back porch stairs.

 

[Razgriz]

Jake's eyes widened in surprise when she told him there was a bloody child in their backyard; was the child attacked by one of those.....things? Or was it one of those things itself. He still didn't want to call them zombies yet; though when he was driving past, at a very high speed now that his sister told him what she did, he saw people getting mauled by those things. "Emilee, don't go near it! Wait for me to get home! Just trust me; that child could be dangerous!" he said, his tone urgent. He just hoped that would be enough to keep her from going near it. "Emilee, is the child moaning strangely? If it is, stay away from it! I'm serious, something's going on here!"

Soon enough he pulled into their driveway and dashed into the house, loading his shotgun as he did; he just prayed he wasn't too late.

 

[PrincessManaMi-Ai]

She had heard his plea and warnings just whenever three more bloody figures stepped from the woods, she was now ten feet away from the child.

It had once been a darling little girl with short blond hair and a pink sundress. But now its dress was caked with mud and dried blood, her hair had the same. It's eyes were milky white with gray surrounding them. Finally its mouth held an uneven set of teeth covere in fresh blood, its teeth clacked as it lurched towards her.

Emilee took a few steps back, eye wide and pupils dialated. Her phone slipped from her hand just as Jake came barreling through the back porch door.

 

[Razgriz]

Jake burst through the back door and came to the railing of the back porch balcony; his sister wasn't far from the strange girl at all. "Emilee, get back!" he shouted as he vaulted over the railing and landed on the ground behind her. He then stood between her and the strange girl, his massive form creating a living shield between the potential zombies and his younger sister. He cocked the shotgun and said in his baritone voice to the small group, "Alright, I don't know if this is some sick joke, but you little shitheads have five seconds to get off my property or else." The girl kept lumbering towards them; the little girl lurched at him, her mouth open as if to bite him.

This was met with the butt of his shotgun to her face; a cracking sound was heard as the girl went flying back, her head bleeding and caved in. Just like the thing at the gun shop. He wondered how Mick was holding up; knowing him, he was having the time of his life. The girl then rose again, making that same moaning sound as the other three now joined her. "Emilee, get inside and lock the doors. Now." he said, his burly hands tightening their grip on the shotgun. The closest one, a husky black-haired male in shorts and a ragged tank-top, lunged at him as well; Jake had enough and pulled the trigger. The thing's head exploded like an overfilled balloon; the others kept advancing, uncaring that their comrade had been slain. "Clearly aren't human, but what the hell is going on here?" Jake muttered to himself. Pumping the slide to load a fresh shell into the chamber, he took aim and blew the head off little girl who tried to bite him again. "I ain't your meat-snack, girly!" he bellowed; he was starting to get aggravated. Two more shots and the others went down; he looked up to see that more were coming out of the woods. "Damn it, this isn't going to work. I need my other guns." Jake growled.

 

[PrincessManaMi-Ai]

A scream rose out of nowhere, alerting any zombies who may be nearby. Emilee was so shocked that she as just about to ook for the source of th scream whensh realized, it was coming from her throat.

Instantly she clamped her mouth shut and ran inside the house. She didt lck it like her brothersaid bt instead ran inside to grab his 9 mm handgun. She also grabbed baseball bat for her own use. Gracefully reaching her brothers side she handed him the gun then went foreward, using her years of ballet by twisting and jumping just to smash their heads in and move on.