Panting along with shouts and shoots echoed in the eerie blue night of the apocalypse. Foot steps sprinted across the dirt as the hordes gave pursuit. The van drove straight at them only swerving at the last minute in a three sixty degree spin to allow the open back doors to face them.
"What the hell did you niggas do to make the sky blue? And what's up with this demonic music?"
"Just get us the fuck out of here!!" The boss said as he and the others jumped into the van.
Behind them was a hord of blue clearing the trees heading towards them." Dear God... Forgive us, for we know not what we have done." He stomped the pedal and the van took off. Everyone was either shaking, hugging themselves or mumbling.
Through the back window they could all see the creatures chasing them down on all fours. They gripped at the vehicle and latched on as they sunk their feet into the ground.
"Can't you drive faster dad?!" The one in the tam said.
"I'm already going sixty!" He glanced at the rearview mirror. "Good lord, the sons of bitches are slowing down the van!"
"We're all gone die." The one in the chain held his head.
Jethro glanced through the back windows staring into the blue eyes of his exterminator. What greeted him was a cold life draining abyss, taking his breath and leaving him shivering. It hammered at the glass while wailling to the melody that was as unrelenting as the creature. Nothing could stop it but they're still breath.
Jethro's face contorted similarly to what creature did when it first rise. For the creature it expressed its disdain for them to be alive yet out here in the forbidden lands. But for the human who stared it down in unrelenting malice, His motives were unbelievable. "How dare you try to take my life!" His tone was a whisper as they strained the his clenched jaw before kicking open the van doors knocking off two of the creatures. Jethro fired on the creatures knocking a few off then aimed his a bazooka that had been mounted on the wall.
Everyone's eyes fell upon him. "What the fuck are you doing you crazy bastard?" The boss stood.
"Fighting back." He fired. It hit the ground close to the van causing an explosive shockwave that knocked the creatures away while rising the back tires off the ground. It slammed back down with a sudden boost in speed.
They tackled him to the floor pointing their weapons at him. "Tell us what's going on! This started when your phone played that song, tell us what dod you do?!
"Got off me or we're all going to die."
The creatures were climbing into the vehicle. Everyone backed away firing their weapons. Jethro got to his feet and took his weapon and... Shoved it into the creature's mouth. It snarled and snapped at him trying to take a chomp out of his hand but never got to the trigger all the while he twirled and twisted it. Satisfied, he retracted his weapon that was infested with the blue hue on the nozzle that the creature slobbed on.
He fired on a lunging creature. It fell to the ground twitching before eventually getting up. "We can't kill them but we can buy time." He dropped the gun then kicked it.
It stopped in front of the boss who picked it up. "You are fucking deranged, but if we make it out alive and you can't give me answers, your dead. Reset of you do as the nigga in the suit did." They all pushed and probbed their weapons into the creatures that were unable to retaliate. Surfacing the weapons nozzle all glowed blue.
Opening fire they cut down the numbers of the creatures, enough for the van to hit top speed and putting distance between them and the creatures.
"Yeah suck it mother fuckers!"
"Damned monsters!"
"I see orange!" The driver said. At the horizon was an orange hue pushing back against the cold blue skies like dawn had pushed away the dreaded night. The city was in reach.
"Can't stop us now!"
"Can't believe we made it out."
Of course, their pereals were far from over. Right at the border between the two contradictory skies stood a group of apocalypse creatures similar to the others, but bulkier, beefed up like they were on steroriods.
Their blue hue stood out against the orange causing a glint in the drivers eye. His eyes met those of the one in front who seemed to glare at him. "Sons of bitches... They're going to knock us over!" The creatures charged making a beline for the van. Their steps on all fours were heavy as they dashed across the sands heading straight for them.
Everyone watched in horror while the boss and Jethro shot at the monsters. "Shit! Go left!"
Jethro Chad climbed to the top of the van taking in the three sixty view. "Drive towards them!" He looked at the driver.
"I swear to fuckin new God that if you say one more crazy shit I'll blow your fuckin lunatic brain out!" The one in the chain said.
Jethro swept his feet while snatching his gun. " Just do it!"
The boss sighed. "Old man."
"Was gone do it anyway." The driver swerved the van right heading for the creatures that were only a few yards ahead. Then the choir got louder when the regular creatures bodies started flying and crashed as if they were being tossed. "What in God's name?!" Behind them was another group of apocalypse creatures on steroriods seemingly as pissed as there about to colid into.
"Old man dodge!"
"Not yet! Wait for my signal." Jethro was positioned like a starfish while clingying to the rails on top of the van holding both guns with his fingers in the triggers. The creatures were fifteen feet away while the pursuers were right on their heels. "Now! Right!"
The driver swings the van right. "Wait! Right?!"
The leader of the creatures from the front realizing a miss of the mark aimed to ripp off piece of the van as it passed. Leader of the back latched on to the bumper causing front wheels to come off the ground. Both creatures were astonished to see Jethro on top of the vehicle aiming at them. With their eyes wide perfectly for his shots he fired blasting their heads off knocking the van back on four wheels
A bang sound was heard before the van flipped over stopping right before the split in the night sky. The creatures were closing in on the wreckage as the men stumbled out of the van. All disoriented and injured there was no hope for their survival as they creapt along carrying each other to the border.
A few feet away was Jethro laying in the sands. He groaned as he got up rubbing one of the guns against his face to clear his grogginess as his senses slowly returned. A momentary glance was all it took for him to scream out in agonizing malice redirecting all the attention to himself. His tone in perfect harmony with agonizing melody that still screamed in background.
From the creatures to his compatriates, all had a face of raging disgust. "You fucking idiot!" The boss said as the hord of creatures started wailling to the melody once more, swerving by the battered men and going for Jethro who took off full spirit to the border.
"As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death." He said seemingly spuring the creatures on all the while glancing back and forth. One lunged at him. He spun and fired tripping into a tumb before sprinting off again. Running backwards he shoot two more that were close to him before returning to full sprint. Another charged at his legs. He jumped to dodge. But after all, he was only human and was sent flying from just his shoes grazing the creature.
The world spun spiraling out of his control as his eyes burned and watered from the sands invasion. He wanted nothing more than for it to stop but the men who had woddled their way into the barrier kept chanting. "Roll nigga, roll! Roll you crazy son of a bitch!"
Unfortunately that wishes were short-lived as Jethro got his wish. Finally everything stopped spinning as his face was pressed against the sands. His vision was the first to start coming back as he groaned felling an increasing pressure until it distorts into an agonizing scream loaded with pain and anguish.