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*Kickin some zombie ass!*

The girls could hear the groaning of a hundred corpses that slid, hunched, crawled and staggered outside. Sailor Moon looked out the window as decayed, smelly, and drooping monster people poured slowly into the streets,

"Onnnhhh Crap...", says Sailor Moon

“But, we’ve never faced the undead before. Will our weapons do anything?”, asked Lita.

“Only one way to find out.”, says Sailor Moon as she prepared her handguns. Two clips remained.

“Wait, shouldn’t we try the traditional way first.”, says Sailor Venus.

The Sailor Scouts stared out the window watching the encroaching army file in. “Man, I haven’t seen this many zombies since I went to the Australian Tax Office.”

“I don’t think they’ve noticed us.”, whispered Sailor Mercury.

A stray dog wandered in the street, a tiny white and fluffy miniature with a curled tongue that constantly poked in and out. It bravely went up to a group of zombies and yapped at them.

The collective batch of a hundred zombies began to head for the small dog, the speed at which they came was a crawl.

“Were lucky.. There’re not playing possum.”, says Sailor Moon.

“We might make it out of here if we just run for it and kick them down.”, says Lita.

“It may come to that.”, says Sarina.

“Rrrrrrrh!”, yelled a zombie bursting through the door.

Screams and swear words filled the air, followed by a loud,

*KA-BLAM!*

Zombie brains sprayed into the street as the bullet blew the monster out the door.

“Shit!”, says Sarina panting.

The little dog stopped yapping and ran for cover. In the quiet, the girls looked up. Soft shuffling and groaning came from above, outside the zombies began to walk toward their hideout.

“Here comes the zombie parade, let’s get the hell outta here.”, says Sailor Moon.

Sailor Moon darted into the street, taking accurate aim in the sunlight she shot conservatively.

*KA-BLAM!*

A zombie fell to the bitumen.
Bodies upon bodies of undead filed in, the exits were filling with roving corpses all heading in to the scouts.
Sarina shot again and again, aiming precisely at the slow moving targets. Her ammunition was running low. The other scouts came to the street and took up battle stances.
Slowly the zombies approached, there was so many filling in, running for the exits would mean certain death.

“What do we do?”, says Sailor Mercury.

Sarina hefted her trusty fence post as a thousand groaning creatures wandered ever nearer.
But then, a small tinkling bell could be heard.
Shuffling through the zombies a small dark grey cat bounded along hauling a tiny red carry cart behind it. Speeding up, slowing down, dodging legs and arms, the cat with a wooden bit in it’s mouth nimbly weaved and sped toward the girls.

“Luna!”, says Sailor Venus.

Luna came near and stopped at Sailor Moon.

“About time!”, says a relieved Sailor Moon. “ Plan B!”

“I can see that!”, says Luna. Without a second word Luna bounds off back through the zombie wall.
Sailor Moon reaches into the cart, swapping her fence post for a pump action shot gun.

“You’ve got to be joking!”, says Sailor Venus.
Sailor Moon hefted the weapon and aimed.

*KA-POOOM!*

Several zombies in a line, their heads burst into a spray of liquid and mush.

“Here they come girls! Get ready!”, says Sailor Moon.

The battle began, Sarina was firing, loading and smacking down anything that came close.

The other girls used their magical attacks as best as they were able, but the zombies kept coming. Between the shot gun and magic, this was a losing battle.

“Come on Luna!”, says Sailor Moon.


(Just a quick one today)