by TJ Weeks
The Horror Squad 2
TJ Weeks
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s
imagination or are used fictitiously. The Horror Squad. Copyright © 2016 by TJ Weeks. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. For information, email [email protected] Weeks, TJ
The Horror Squad/TJ Weeks. - 1st ed. Title ID: 6343411
ISBN-13: 978-1534668935 First Edition: June 2016
Acknowledgments
I’d like to take the time to thank Karen Dziegiel for all of her hard work going through each of my books. My wife for all of her editing and support. Chelley Jordan and Bobbi Payton for so awesomely helping with running my pages. I’d like to thank all of my military buddies for staying by my side with their support.
Most of all, I’d like to thank all of my fans for pushing my work out there. If it wasn’t for you none of my books would have been put on the best sellers list on Amazon and I wouldn’t be up for as many awards as I get put in for.
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PROLOGUE
I LOOKED over to see Gizmo fast asleep
against the side glass with drool streaming from his mouth. I started bumping the break to watch him start to fall over, but would catch himself, sit back up and pass right back out. I did it three or four times for good measure. Steven and I laughed. He finally woke up and wiped the drool from his mouth.
“Dick!” He called me.
I just laughed more. We finally found the train track once again in the small town of Edgewood. The backhoe shifted side to side going over the tracks and then went smooth again. Just a short distance further led us back to the main road. I hung our left turn and was happy to see the familiar path that would lead us back home.
It took about forty-five minutes to make the fifteen mile drive. Pulling up to the gates, there was no Martin sitting up at his post. The gates were still closed, but the whole place was ambushed in rotters.
I folded the bucket up a bit and crashed through the front gate. Then I pulled to the side to dump my guys in the back of a truck. I had Steven climb out and grab a tank of gas. He grabbed the can and handed it across to Gizmo where he folded the window out and started pouring it into the tank. The gas sloshed around as I power housed through the hoards. I rammed as many as I could against buildings and vehicles to cut their ass in half. I’d dump their top halves and then pull back forward crushing them with the backhoe’s bucket.
After what seemed like hours of pure brutality, it was safe to disengage the backhoe and move inside where the rest of my team joined me.
First we stacked up and went into the school. There was at least a rotter every five square feet of one another. We fired round after round dropping them. After clearing the first room, we left Rachel and Jason with a couple machetes and then pushed forward. None of our people could be found. I was beginning to think they had already met their doom and we had already taken them out.
CHAPTER ONE
KRIS RAN to grab Holsinger which had
barely even made it to his bed. She started knocking on his door.
He walked over to the door surprised to have any visitors and especially at this hour. “Yes?” “Greg attacked Tina out on the fence line.” Kris explained. “What the fuck, seriously?” He responded as he grabbed his rifle and followed Kris out of his room.
“Yeah. I’m pretty sure he’s dead though. Tina managed to stick him with her knife.” She responded on the way back to Tina.
The two walked up finding Tina with her back against the fence and Greg bleeding out on the pavement.
Holsinger didn’t bother taking a pulse to see if he was still alive, instead he just walked up and gut checked him real hard only to see Greg’s body flop to the side and back to motionless. “Piece of shit!”
He turned to Tina. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine or at least better than this
motherfuckers doing.” She replied back in attitude.
Holsinger placed his barrel point blank to Greg’s head and about to shoot instead of waiting for him to turn.
“No!” Tina called out.
“He doesn’t deserve anything better.” Kris stated.
Tina lashed out and buried her knife into his head. “You’re right…he doesn’t.” There was a distinct sound of someone climbing on the fence and everyone jumped back to attention. A faint silhouette staggered around in the distance followed by more sounds of raking the fence.
“Announce yourself!” Martin called out with no response to come. Kris started walking towards it with her flashlight which still appeared as a silhouette, but seemed it was growing bigger. The other two followed with their guns sighted at it.
“WAIT!” Tina called out to Kris.
She stopped and looked at Tina. “What?” “That’s a rotter!” She answered back.
Holsinger didn’t even wait for an additional response before pulling the trigger and dropping it where it stood.
Kris dropped down from the sudden shock of the gun shot. Tina clapped her hands around her ears with only being able to use her wrist with the hand that was gripped around her pistol.
“What the fuck!”
Holsinger kept his rifle aimed and quickly started making his way to it to ensure it wasn’t
getting back up. “Oh shit!”
“What?” Tina questioned.
“Stay back!” He called back as he dropped his rifle and placed his hands over his face. A worried look came over Kris’ s face the longer that she looked at his posture and the situation. “Who is it?”
“Just stay back.” He suggested, but this time with tears streaming down his face and choking out the words.
He reached under its neck with one arm and under its feet with the other and lifted it up. Its arm dangled to its side and he started walking toward Kris while not paying any attention to the bigger silhouette’s building up behind him.
Kris shined the flashlight up as he got closer to see the mystery figure. Tears instantly started falling when she saw the face of Sidnie in his arms. “That’s my baby! That’s my baby!”
She reached her arms out to accept her when Tina jerked her back and Holsinger fell to the ground as rotters came into focus and
surrounded him biting into his shoulders and ripping at his sides. He raised back up to his knees and was steadily trying to stand back up with her while being torn apart. He finally got back up to his feet and took a couple of fast paces and laid Sidnie in Kris’s arms before turning around and using his weight to push the hoard back.
Tina grabbed Kris’ s arm and started pulling her back toward the school while firing into the hoard. Holsinger disappeared into the hoard with not so much as a peep or scream of pain.
**PRESENT** We took the hallway by force with no casualties to our team. All the rooms that were already full of rotters, we just locked them in. We figured if any of our people were in any of those rooms, they would surely be dead already.
“Stack up, we’re going into the bathroom and I want you two to pull off and check the showers.” I called out to my team, while signaling Gizmo and Howard to make their move to the showers.
I kicked open the doors to find the bathroom was empty and the only sound was that of a leaky showerhead echoing from its drips.
“Where the fuck is everyone?” Gizmo stated out of anger. My rifle fell to my side and hung by its strap as I was about ready to give up. “Okay, let’s grab Jason and Rachel, then lock down the school for now. Once we can clear the whole site, I’ll open each door one by one and draw them out so we can take them out quickly.”
We walked out of
the bathroom and wandered back down the hallway to the room we left Jason and Rachel in.
“Come on.” I told them once I opened the door. They followed us out of the school and we started grabbing whatever we could find to tie off the doors. I was suddenly stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a familiar face lying right outside one of the doors. It was my daughter Sidnie. Her skin was a light blue tone to indicate that she had fell cold and had been dead for at least a day. I started moving her clothes around, but couldn’t find a single bite mark on her, only a gunshot wound on her head.
“Come on man, let’s get this shit done!” Gizmo called out before seeing who I was holding.
I ran my fingers over her eyes to close them and gave her a tight hug before gently laying her back down. “Stop…I think there is more to this than the rotters.”
Gizmo looked over to see it was Sidnie that I had been holding. “Oh fuck! They’re all dead!” “This wasn’t from a rotter, she died from a gunshot.” I stated.
“So some assholes tried to take over the base?” Howard queried. “I don’t know, but if they ran out this door they would have been heading to the storage or the bunker for protection.” I answered while trying to gather my bearings.
We started walking in a “V” pattern towards the storage building when we heard a slight commotion coming from the bunker, so changed our direction. We stacked up at the door, but before we could open it, it opened up. I shot around in a pivot with my rifle ready to shoot and saw Kris’s face peering at me. Her eyes lit up and she launched at me giving me a huge hug.
“We thought you were dead.” She cried. “Funny, we thought the same thing about you.” I responded as I clasped my hand around the back of her head and pulled her in tight.
Shianne and Daltin joined our hug and everyone else started pouring out of the bunker. Tina and her kids ran for her husband as well.
“Sidnie..” Kris started to say before I interrupted.
“I know.” I stated. We pulled away after a few minutes. I stepped back a few steps and started turning a three-sixty trying to figure everything out.
“So what happened?” I asked. “The rotters got in last night. We tried to hold them off, but by the time we saw them, it was too late.” She responded.
“Sidnie wasn’t bit.” I fished for more. “I guess she was sleep walking as usual, we thought she was a rotter and Martin shot her.” She tried to explain.
“Where’s that mother fucker?” I queried. “He’s….dead. He sacrificed himself for us to get away.” She answered. I stepped back a little more to address everyone. “Listen, this shit isn’t over with, so stay on guard. I need someone new to take post at the gate, I need a team to be on fence duty for repairs and further preventions. I’ll also need a team to come with me to take back the school.”
“I’ll take guard at the gate.” Donald
volunteered.
“Good…Stop by the storage and grab more ammo on your way.” I suggested.
He gave a half ass salute and walked on.
CHAPTER TWO
A GROUP of us made two lines on each
side of the door like an alley of doom while I went inside to open the doors and have the rotters follow me out.
I walked the hallway while whistling an old Shinedown song that I thoroughly enjoyed in my old life as I made my way to the first door. I grabbed the knob and was about to twist it when I felt a tight grip on my shoulder. I spun around quickly to see Gizmo standing there.
“What the fuck man!”
“You don’t think I’m going to let you have all the fun? Besides, we stick together, we survive together. I can’t lose anyone else.” He stated.
I nodded my head in acknowledgement and gripped the knob once again. With a quick upward thrust of his head, he let me know he was ready. I turned the knob and swung the door open and to my surprise it flew back closed in my face.
Gizmo busted out laughing. “You got’em good, fucker!” “You’re fucking stupid.” I stated while looking up to see the commercial grade door closer mounted at the top of the door.
“Might I suggest we remove the sway bars from the doors before just kicking them in ninja style?” He stated while still laughing and now with tears in his eyes from laughing too hard.
“I swear, sometimes I just want to punch you in the face.” I stated while pulling my Buck knife from my case and pried the sway bar free.
I grabbed the knob once again and he quickly put his hand over mine.
“Wait, wait…Let me catch my breath. That shit was funny.” He commented. After a few deep breaths, he gave me the nod once again and I swung open the door. One of them reached for me and barely missed my arm as I was releasing my grip of the knob. We walked in somewhat of a quick pace to lead them out. I would imagine they saw a buffet lined up as they got closer to the outside doors.
Steven and Howard were the first two of us to run past and both were already going forward with their machetes just as soon as we cleared. One lady was doing a major over kill as she beat her blade in and out of the rotter about forty times with its blood slinging up in her face.
“Whoa, I think you got it.” I stated.
She stumbled back a few steps and I grabbed her before she fell.
“You okay?” I asked her.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” She responded while trying to see out of the blood dripping from her face. “What’s your name?” I questioned further since she looked new to me.
“Sandra Shrewsbury.” She replied.
“Well, let’s take you over here to have a seat.” I suggested.
Karen walked over to lend a hand. “Let’s go sit down over on the bench and talk about it.” I walked back into the school and started opening more doors until we had them all cleared.
I walked out to the backhoe and dropped the bucket and drove around the lot shuffling all the rotters bodies into one huge pile. I backed up about a foot and tilted the bucket up and started throwing the bodies in until it was full and driving them over to the fence and dumping them over. Night was starting to fall by the time we got the base back in order and everyone met in the center to hear more of what was going on.
“Alright everyone, the fence is fixed and the rotters are gone. I want everyone in the chow hall for a good meal and then we’re going to start roaming guards and this is how it’s going to work, before leaving the chow hall, you’re going to write your name on a piece of paper. It’ll go in order of those names and it’ll be four people roaming and one watching the gate. I want the next four, plus one for the gate to rotate every two hours. This way no one is fatigued and everyone gets plenty of sleep. I’m going to sit down tonight and work out some plans to better solve our problems.” I
announced to everyone.
We all walked to the cafeteria and got in line like we were back in school as Milissa, Bobbi and Chelley started serving plates of spaghetti with very little sauce.
“There plenty of food for everyone?” I asked Milissa when I got up to the front. “There’s more than enough for everyone. I’ve always said that when I cook spaghetti, I make enough to feed an army.” She answered in a joking manner.
I smiled and stepped aside to wait for my wife and kids to join me and then found a table with Gizmo and his family.
“So what’s the plan?” Tina was quick to ask. “I’m not sure yet. Right now I’m just happy to be home with my family.” I responded. “Well that roaming guard shit is for the birds.” She stated.
“O’yeah, why is that?” I asked. “Kris and I were doing it while y’all were away and some asshole attacked me.” She answered.
“What asshole attacked you?” Gizmo chimed in.
“Some douchebag named Greg, but he’s dead now.” She answered. “Rotters get him?” I asked.
“No, I stuck the bastard.” She said.
Steven joined us at our table. “So, what’s the plan?”
“Jesus, get the fuck off my nuts. I said I’d sit down tonight and figure
it out.” I responded. “Damn, I was just asking little brother.” Steven stated.
“You and everyone else.” I answered before going back to my meal.
Steven just sat on the other side of the table and just peered over at me.
“Dude, go try to get laid or something.” I finally stated.
“I ain’t trying to get my dick wet.” He responded. “ Well go do something besides staring at me like an answer is about to fly out of my ass for you to catch.” I made clearer.
“Well now you’re just being stupid.” He responded.
I dropped my fork on my plate and looked back up at him.
“Alright, I’m going.” He said before getting up and walking away.
“So…Who’s the bitch that you brought back?” Tina questioned.
“Her name is Rachel. We found her and Jason while we were out.” I answered. “So, they’re a couple?” She fished for more. “No.” Gizmo answered for me.
“Oh.” She responded.
“Oh what? You think I’ve been running around on you? I’ve been with your ass for twelve years, you’d think you’d know better.” He stated.
“I know. Just don’t like the idea of us being left behind and y’all bringing in other chicks.” She replied.
“Did you want us to just leave her out there?” I asked. “No. I know I would have been devastated if it was me out there and y’all left me.” She answered.
“Well guys, I’m heading to bed and don’t bother putting your names on the list. We’ve done enough the last few days and could use some family time. Get a good night’s rest and then meet me out front in the morning and we’ll see what we can do.” I stated before taking myself and my family with me to our room.
“I’m so glad you’re home.” Kris stated. I turned the knob of our door and made my way inside. “Me too.” I walked over and sat at the edge of my bed and looked over at Sidnie’s empty cot. Shianne walked over and joined me. I leaned over and gave her a hug.
“I’m glad you’re okay.” She stated.
