He stood pointing the gun at the love of his life. He never
thought he would ever do this even in his wildest dreams. But what was he
supposed to do? He couldn’t believe his eyes. Was she the same woman he loved
and promised to stay with her at wedding day? A disease had taken his wife’s
life and changed her into ravaging creature- who knew nothing except feeding on
humans. She had become lifeless creature with no feelings but hunger for his
blood.
He shot her head at point blank. He had no time to think. It
was too quick. He had to do this in order to save his son, Viaan’s life. He
knelt down next to her body where he cried badly. Viaan hid behind the bedroom
door and peeped momentarily. As Viaan saw his dead mother’s feet moving, he
called out his dad.
He didn’t take one moment and shot her many times until she
was dead meat. It was his first kill.
***********
(Five years later)
It was year 2025. Life in world had come to standstill. The sun
had vanished in thin air. The big dark clouds covered the once upon time blue
sky. A rare bacteria infected disease had wiped the whole mankind. The streets
that were once filled with people were barren now.
There were only few people left who had taken shelter in
their sealed homes. While diseased walked out like ravaging monster hungry for
blood. But only one freely roamed in the forbidden street- Prashanth-the zombie
hunter. He was devoid of emotions or feelings. He had become cold just like
them after that dreadful incident. Only difference was that he was human and
they were not.
He drew his car into the parking lot. He steered his vehicle
away from the zombie. But it was too late before the car rammed into the body
of zombie. He got out of his vehicle and took out his favorite weapon- M1911A1.
He dragged the amputated zombie and shot his thrice on the
head. There was no sign of emotion in his eyes. They were cold.
The club was known for it’s wild parties during the bright
days. Now it had become an safe abode for many people from diseased ones. A new member had joined their receding number. She was known as Dr. Irina Dobreva to the
world. She resembled an action heroine of some horror movie than a scientist.
Her eyes were innocent green that added to her beauty. Her blond hair was tied
back into a pony tail.
She had spent quite few years on studying the disease that
had almost killed the mankind. Her goal had become to find a cure to this …that
had killed her love. At last she had found one. After so many trials on
animals, she wanted to try the medication on human species. She had travelled
all over the world to find a person who could help her achieve her dream. This
was possible only if she could get hold of the fearless ‘Prashanth’.
“ Hi, Dr Irina. I am Anita, Prashanth’s assistant a.k.a nanny a.k.a sister.” , a petite round faced
girl said. She barely reached her shoulders. Nevertheless, the saying was
right-big things came in small packets. Her size deceived her energy that came
out of her when she spoke or did anything. “ You don’t look like a scientist. You look more like Mila Jojovich
of ‘Resident Evil’. So what brings you here.” , she continued.
“ Your brother.. I mean I have the cure and I need a
diseased body to experiment my medicine. Your brother is only man who could
help me with my experiment. And thanks for the compliment.”, she said.
Anita smiled and said, “ Oh cure! Many scientists like you
have come and gone. They have pursued my brother. Nothing has changed his mind.
He is an atheist of such cure and believes that only death is a cure to such
disease. Anyway, you could try convincing him.”
“ She’s right. You can go back to your place, Miss Dobreva.
I am not interested.” , Prashanth said in his cold deep voice. However Irina
didn’t lose hope and pleaded, “ Prashanth, I have come a long way and worked
hard to come up with a cure. Please let me experiment my cure on one of
diseased. Who knows, it might work. But don’t let me down.”
Unfortunately nothing changed his mind. He simply smirked
and said, “ There was a scientist like you named Ryan Scott. He came with all
promises. But in the end he became like one and created many like him.”
Irina prepared herself for the disappointment. She was ready
to leave the place. “ Hey hunter! We believe her. We are sure she can help us.
What the use of fighting? One day or another, our resources may diminish or you
may die. We cannot wait for that to happen.” , one of the refugee said and
everyone else agreed on what he said.
It was a routine day for Pramod Nayyak –keeping garbage
outdoor. He had been doing this job for past 7 years. He had become an expert
to drop the garbage without being caught by blood sucking zombies. It was as
usual dark. He held the torch in one hand and black garbage bag in other.
He kept the garbage down and as he turned behind, he saw the
creepy pale faced man staring right into his eyes. The man looked like
vegetable. He had no senses and the only
thing that he could feel was hunger for
Pramod’s blood. Pramod froze. How could
he not notice him while coming? After
all these years, how could his senses betray him? He wanted to run. But it was
too late. He was surrounded by herd of them. He tried to scream loud. But no
one could help him now. He could feel them tearing his body apart. His heart
beat faster and then all of sudden it became slow and stop beating.
Everyone fed on his body. However their leader-Ryan Scott
simply looked. Unlike other zombies, he only directed people towards the prey.
He did hunt but it was always occasional. He was the head of them and feed on
humans that interested him. His follower’s recent kill didn’t excite him. To
him, his perfect feast was a human who would try to defeat him and lose.
***************
There was no sign of Pramod. It had been hours since he had
gone out. Anita desperately waited for him. She shoved the scary ideas that
came in her mind. She knew that nothing would happen to her love. He had done
this before and had been doing this for five years. But he was never late.”
What took him so long?”, she wondered. She wanted to see for herself that
everything was fine.
“Bhaiyya, Pramod has been gone for a long time. I guess we
need to check on him.”, she said, trying to calm the trembling fear emitting
from her heart. He thought for some time and said, “ Don’t worry, I will check
on him. You stay here!” he said. However she didn’t listen, she followed him.
He opened the door to see amputated body lying on the
ground. Anita ran out without caring for her brother’s reaction. She hoped it
wasn’t Pramod’s body. Unfortunately her greatest fear became reality. She fell
down on her knees to the ground. She sat still and cold. It wasn’t true. She
was dreaming. It was a nightmare which would go after she blinked.
Prashanth rushed towards her. He held her in his arms and
consoled her. “ It’s not safe, dear. Let’s go! He’s gone.”, he said softly. He
could relate easily with her- Losing a loved one was not easy. He gently led
her inside.
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