Pink couldn't believe it, she was there to witness everything, her mother's head just exploded right in front of her eyes. She was right there yet she could do nothing to stop it. A great pain entered Pink's heart while at the same time, so many thoughts were swirling through her mind.
I did everything to try and keep you alive, after losing my sister I didn't want to lose anyone else.
How do I explain this to dad, he will be heartbroken.
The truth is, he really is all alone now, because his daughter, who is right here, is also already dead.
In the middle of all of those thoughts, a big hand came out right from the side, and Pink only noticed it at the last second. Due to her fast reflexes she was able to lift both of her hands to block it but it was useless.
As she was wacked to the side, the force felt like that of a car, and she was knocked off her feet in the air landing on the ground. Getting up quickly she felt no pain and it had knocked some sense into her, but she realised that her right arm was now broken.
'I can't heal without consuming flesh, I'm not like Zain.' Pink thought, looking at the gladiator man coming toward her. 'Why... should I heal, is there any reason for me to keep on living?'
While Pink was facing the gladiator, the others were all dealing with their own troubles. Firstly, Dave, Martha and Cube, after seeing the old woman die like so, they knew how dangerous this musician was and Dave was no longer holding back as he shot bullet after bullet at the person.
Turning his head, he lifted his guitar, using it to stop all of the bullets, each time moving it in the right place.
"I guess she didn't really like my music." The zombie said as he walked forward. "Let me ask you guys again. Do you like my music?" The zombie asked.
Dave continued to shoot but he needed to reload, and as he did, the guitarist let go of the guitar allowing it to hang around his neck via the strap and suddenly ran right towards them.
Both Cube and Martha, who wielded weapons thrust them forward. One of the knives had hit the zombie in the chest, while the other had gone for its head, but the zombie had used its teeth to bite down on the knife, biting hard and crushing it to pieces.
"I can't sing if you stab me in the head." The zombie said, as it was ready to open its mouth wide at all three of them again.
Elsewhere, there was Kelly and Cody dealing with the footballer. However, rather than try to attack the zombie like the others had been doing, Cody was buying time, just like Pink had asked.
The footballer ran towards him, and swiftly moving to the side at the last moment, Cody was able to dodge the attack. It was like one of those men at the bull fights that held up the red piece of cloth.
As he avoided the charge, Cody threw out a small knife aiming for the back of the head but missed, hitting it in the shoulder instead. As it continued forward, it crashed into one of the side shops breaking the glass and running into the counter.
Seeing this, Kelly had run in, and jumped on the zombie's back.
"What are you doing Kelly! We just need to buy time." Cody shouted out.
Unlike Cody, she didn't believe that Pink would be able to deal with them all, she was the only one watching the ongoing situation and knew that they would all have to give it everything they had to get out of this bad situation.
Which was why she jumped on the zombie's back, and repeatedly stabbed at the back of the footballer's head. The thing was, he was wearing a helmet, and the knife was slipping off to the side.
Grabbing Kelly by her arm, the footballer threw her over his shoulder and directly onto the floor, crashing her back into pieces of glass shards and more.
"Get away from her!" Cody shouted, as he threw knife after knife, getting the footballer's attention. He was unsure if Kelly had survived or not, after all this zombie seemed to have the same strength as a titan, if not more, and no human would be able to survive a blow from them.
As Cody readied up, the sound of bullets were raining, and it was Brandon who was dealing with the clown. The clown had managed to close the distance between the two. As it swung its scythe, Brandon used the gun to block the attack.
He could feel that it was breaking in half, and his strength couldn't match up to the clown, so he had no choice but to abandon his submachine gun as he rolled out the way and pulled out a handgun, continuing to fire.
'If Pink can't do anything, I'm not sure we're going to survive this.' Brandon thought, as he could see the clown smiling.
That was when Brandon too, had run out of bullets at that moment, and needed to reload. He could see the clown was waiting for this moment as he charged, but suddenly the sound of bullets could be heard.
The clown immediately lifted up its scythe, blocking more shots coming from the side.
'Bullets, but from above?' When taking a look, he could see someone shooting from one of the apartments and they had to be a good shot to be able to shoot from there, but who was the one helping them.
Where Dave and the others were as the guitarist opened its mouth, it felt something biting down on its leg, as it looked down there was a small little corgi dog. Then, Pink could see zombies were running towards the shop, going after the footballer.
When she turned her head, she heard the sound of metal clashing against metal, as she could see Cobra swinging two daggers, hitting the gladiator at a speed faster than it could react, and when the gladiator tried to grab onto him, it completely missed as Cobra had moved back.
'All of these that are coming again is it...'
"These guys look a little difficult." Cobra said.
Ever since Cobra had been turned, it was the first time Pink had heard him speak, but the inflection of voice and that attitude reminded her of a certain someone, this wasn't Cobra, it was Zain.
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