Bittsevskiy park

Phshhk....Phshhk "The mask appears to be function the way it should. I got three filters; and that includes, the one, I currently have put on." Pete wondered how difficult it would to siphon the old, cold gasoline. He remembered, though, that petrol products have a higher tolerance to cold weather. leaning with readiness at their exit and with his shotgun close to his body, Pete said what he thought felt right, at the time, "Maybe, you'll end up like me....A hobo with a shotgun!" And chambered a shell into the barrel.

 

"Shit! It's a demon!" Pete said, pointing out the obvious. He crouched at the rear of the car and followed the beast with the barrel of his gun. The demon flew by, closely overhead, to get a better look at what might be it's next meal. It didn't seem to have really noticed him, but, instead, Stepan -who was more out in the open.

The demon circled back once it knew that what it had scene was, in fact, an edible source. In an instant, the demon swooped down at ferocious speed. It lowered it's talons and zeroed in on Stepan. Risking it, Pete popped up from behind the car and fired a round into the beat. It's thick skin seemed impenetrable. Loading another shell into the chamber, Pete aimed as quickly as he could and fired, once more, right as the demon was 20 meter out. The buckshot hit low, right at the talons of demon. Blood splattered from the wound and Pete could see he had shot of one of it's claws. The beast swept up and to the right of Stepan, grazing Pete and knocking him over on his back. "Suka! I'm all right!" Pete's breathing was heavy. "Let's run out of here before she returns to finish us off!" Pete grounded himself with the shotgun, raised himself up, and grabbed Stepan from under his arm to get him to move. "Let's go!"

 

I stare at my Ak wishing I could finally see the sun stupid spider why the fuck did it have to attack me?I start to wonder were the boys went anger fadding and replaced by worry.

 

I hear the gunshot sounded like the PTRD Stepan was carrying I shudder and whimper and mumble to myself."Please don't be dead please don't be dead."

 

The report from the giant cannon almost blew Pete's eardrums. "Motha Russia! Killing a beast with a beast of a gun!" Pete ran over to the dead demon. It's size, up close, was alarming. He noticed that Stepan was still walking around without a mask. "Put your mask on, tovarish!" Pete pulled out a small pocket knife and knelt down to try and cut off one of the remaining claws from, the demon, as a token. The knife only cut through the surface of the skin but was soon stopped by bone. Pete would've continued if he was on his own; but, he realized that the sound from the PTRD would soon attract a hoard of mutants -yet alone the carcass of a demon- and would be an overwhelming task for Stepan and himself to handle.

"Let's go! Hurry! We don't know how much time before things begin coming out of the shadows to see what's up!" Pete began running back to the cart, with the PTRD in hand, and just hoped that Val was still alive. Again, the image flashed before him where Stepan and him return to the cart and find Val, torn into bits. He stood by the entrance to the tunnel, keeping guard, as he waited, for Stepan, to get through.

 

I calmly level my Ak and wait ready for anything the flashlight haphazrdly secured to the rifle with tape I know the shot will attract unwanted attention and must be ready I calmly flip the safety off and wonder if the this bitch of a rifle shall feed soon.

 

Pete jumps onto the cart and begins to ready the machine. His hands work but with jittery movements. A long period of time appears to pass as he tries to control his senses and get the cart moving. His upper neck heats up as he could feel the stare of Stepan and Val, behind him; while, in front, he can hear the howls of a pack of mutants. Pete turns the ignition, after having pumped the gas a bit, and the cart kicks like a mule. "We're off! We're off!" Pete says, giving a hysterical laugh while turning back to face Stepan and Val.

The cart passes by the entryway that Stepan and him had come from. Pete could see the shadows of the mutants, running by, from above.

 

I lean foreward and wrap Stepan in a hug giving him a quick peck on the lips then burrying my head in his shoulder."Fine....what the fuck happened?"My voice isn't angry just concerned.

 

Pete turned slowly to face Stepan, with a mad grin. "Wha-ho! Let me tell you. I haven't had that much adrenaline pump through my body in a long time. Ha-ha!" Pete pressed on the accelerator some more. There was a noticeable difference in speed. Half of it was due to excitement of almost getting eaten, the other was to get Val, to the station, to receive proper medical attention. "Man, too bad I wasn't able to get a claw from the demon. Never have I ever known anyone who's had the chance to get one; and I was right there! I wonder how much something like that would go for, on the market." Passing a sign, to the right of the tunnel, said: 'Station 300 meters.' "We're almost there."

 

I let stepan change the dressing without protest then say"I'm okay sweetie."I smile a pained smile and hug him again moving in to kiss him on the lips once more but not in a quick manner no I drag it out longer then is publicly decent in the old world and the new. As I pull my face away I relax with my head between his shoulder and neck."Really I'll be okay...."I sigh but know its true.

 

"What? I thought the station just up ahead had an entire community, of people, living in it? Damn!" Pete slammed his fist on the control panel. "Well, where do we go from here? Should I make a stop at the abandoned station, up ahead, or continue on?"

 

"I'm okay lets press on me and the bitch here are more then ready."I pat my kalash."As is my sweetie stepan as well I am sure."I nod my head against stepans neck to prove my point with a slight giggle.