Days and nights have been very different since mom left me, treated like a slave In a place I am supposed to own, I complain about this but isn't earth supposed to be my habitat.
It's been 6 years since Mr March died, I would have died on that same day as well if not for Mrs Claire's scream that night, she saved I and Medusa, Medusa, an egg whom I thought was a rock, but actually turned out to be a decendant of the huge snake aunt Vera killed. That night, after seeing her dead husband, she pleaded for a deal, one which involved us all; the deal was that everyday, I'll come over to her house and spend at least an hour or two there, and afterwards I'll come back to aunt Vera and Uncle Zack with a good food, water and sometimes some goodies, they willfully accepted, having nothing to lose, but rather much to gain.That's how it has been for 6 whole years, it was fun going to Mrs Claire, she was like the mother aunt Vera wanted mom to be, she gave me instructions based on her past experiences with her husband's encounter with these monsters and hers as well, Mr March's bows and arrows became my favourite weapon aside my knife and Mr March's cutlass, and then there was Medusa my pet snake; the closest I have had to a friend.Medusa, snake whose color was a black and gold mix, way bigger than her mom, I kept her far away from aunt Vera and Uncle Zack, in the house of Mrs Claire, who is fully aware of her existence; although an animal, she listens when I talk and like her mom has saved my life a couple of times from the hands of these zombies, she's simply the best partner, an excellent swimmer, the best pillow and can be really playful.With the help of these two females in my life, I have been able to survive this long, acquired some skills with their help as well, cooking and swimming being my favourite.And as for the monsters, just as the humans evolved to survive with their unending multiplication, so did they, they grew bigger and harder, and so some's skulls have developed so much so that it is much more harder for a single knife jab to penetrate their heads, and most of them now plate their heads with iron making them almost impossible to kill, the last two I encountered with such, I had Medusa's help.My time out is almost up, I better go get aunt Vera and Uncle Zack's food, I stood from beside the river bank were I rested my head on Medusa; we walked to Mrs Claire's house with Medusa tagging along as always."Mrs Claire!", I said on arriving in front of her house, "Derick dear! Where have you been?", she asked aloud, "by the river bank", I replied as I walked in, "it's wrapped in the kitchen, go get it", she said and I did, after collecting the it, I kissed Medusa good bye, and as always she attempted to block the door with her huge body, knowing fully well, I'll always ram her out of the way.On my way back I met some zombies, about 6 of them, and in a few seconds, my bow as out, firing rapidly at each of their heads, not missing one, I have trained to the extent that once the arrow leaves my bow, I don't look again, I move to the next counting the one I shot at as dead, all 6 fell straight to the ground and I moved on with my delivery.I got to the hole and knocked and the door Zack and I installed to cover it, so we don't encounter unexpected zombie visitors, "who's there?", I heard uncle Zack's voice, "it's Derick", I replied.He opened the door and I walked down the stairs he and I made, "here!", I said handing the food to him, "well done my boy", he said and walked to aunt Vera who now has a son, "well?", I said still standing where I did, "what?", he asked, "my mom's necklace!!", I demanded and he said nothing, "I believe I have passed all your tests", I said to him, he said nothing as he looked around looking for something to hold onto, "....you indeed have...but", he said and paused seemingly thinking of what next to say.I am fed up with this guy and this witch. Uncle Zack gave me a couple of task to prove that I am a man, and worthy of my mom's necklace, my own mom, sounds dumb but I went through all of them, for a reason I honestly don't believe, 'my mom's soul's trapped in it', but even though it currently makes no sense to me, but I still need my mom's necklace, and this guy has put me through too much unnecessary task to go just like that, when I finish one, he brings up another, obviously not wanting me to leave."I want you to..", he said and I interupted, "you want me to what!", I said p_ssed at him, "are you raising your voice at me!", he said to me dropping the food for aunt Vera and turning around to look at me, ".....yes I am! I am tired of all this, you are putting me through, give me back my mom's necklace peacefully or I'll take it forcefully", I said now really p_ssed, "Derick!!", Aunt Vera said aloud, "shut up!", I said still boiling in anger, holding firmly the head of the cutlass which was strapped to my waist, "ahhh!", aunt Vera ultered shocked, "you are all grown up now, isn't it?", He said as he walked closer to me picking up a knife.This isn't going to be like the last time, am sure he knows, this time my intents are strictly to kill, I charged at him bringing out my knife strapped to my leg, he stood there waiting for my attack.I stopped suddenly, "you won't die by my hands, a death by my hands would be too swift for you, if by the time I get back, I don't see the necklace on top of the door, you've given me a go ahead to wipe out your wickedness out of the face of the earth", I said bent down as they watched closely, I packed the dust from the ground, threw it up and ran off as they closed their eyes.I ran around the forest shouting, trying to catch the zombie's attention, in no time I had a fleet behind me, we all ran around for a while, buying time for them to make their decision, they had just three options at this time, to ignore my threat, put mom's necklace on the door, or runaway.After awhile I ran to the hole and as expected they remained in, obviously thinking the young boy they've always known is still timid and not strong enough to make such decisions; but I have had enough, I have had enough of these monsters.I ran and jumped on the plank with all the might I had, and it broke open as I fell in sustaining a few bruises, but didn't mind, "here they come!", I said aloud, "what!", aunt Vera and uncle Zack exclaimed surprised as the zombies began to troop in one after other, "what have you done?", uncle Zack asked aloud, "what I have always wanted to do", I replied and ran to wall of the hole, holding my bow properly, with my arrows set to fire at any one that comes my way, I put a deaf ear to aunt Vera as she screamed and watched as uncle Zack tried to defend his child.I watched as the zombies break through aunt Vera's defenses and ripped out her legs, "arghhh!!!", she screamed in pain, I felt the urge to help and then rembered the night, she made me lay on hot coals because I was thirsty at night and had to take a little from the water I fetched for her, I rembered this and felt like aiding the zombies devour her.I turned to uncle Zack whom the zombies, had also taking away his weapon, and were also about to devour, "Derick!", he called aloud, the same feeling as I did aunt Vera came to me, but then I rembered the day I was climbing down the ladder and he stopped me, telling me that I had forgotten to fetch water for them to bathe, and even when I told him I was sorry, and was going to do it right away, he claimed I needed to be punished because he wasn't in a good mood, he made me hold unto the ladder as he flogged the hell out of me, if I left the ladder I was going to fall if I climbed up he would flog my leg, I remained there crying while aunt Vera laughed like the witch that she is, or was rather. So I stood there and watched his arm get pulled away from his body, as blood sprayed all over the place and on his child as well.I myself had killed several zombies who had tried to come for me, my fast flying arrows made it difficult for them to come close even, and once they noticed how deadly it was they began to avoid me and go after cheaper and weaker victims, they pulled both arms of uncle Zack as he screamed and turned to his child, with his back facing the Zombies, "Charlie!", he called as one of the zombies bore a hole through his belly and his spine was pulled out from his back, they devoured him and were going for the baby, who continued crying, I looked to my front, a clear path up the stairs, then I thought, what has this innocent child done to me, won't I be a monster if I let it suffer for the sins of it's parent?I quickly sent some arrows flying in that direction, and ran after them with my knife in my hand, as I ran I pushed my knife swiftly into the heads of some these zombies until I got to where little charlie was, I stood in front of him holding my cutlass on my left hand and my knife on the right, I countered these guys attacks, but they kept coming, multyplying and filling up the entire place.It seems my action to end my long lasted suffering, has back fired because of this good deed, save a life whose death would make no impact what so ever; doesn't that sound familiar, could this be the cycle of life Mrs Claire explained to me, Am I going to end up like mom.To be continued....
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