This Plague of Days (Omnibus): Seasons 1-3 by Chute Robert Chazz

Author:Chute, Robert Chazz [Chute, Robert Chazz]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: zombies
Publisher: Ex Parte Press
Published: 2014-06-13T07:00:00+00:00

Apple sauce and one last pink lemonade

Whipped by rotor wash, Dr. Sinjin-Smythe’s knees felt like jelly as he leaped down from the helicopter. Apart from a solitary fishing boat chugging from the harbor in the dawn light, the city of Reykjavik, Iceland appeared empty.

It was the ocean that drew the virologist’s attention. Captain Paul had told him that Shiva had been obliterated aboard the container ship. Somewhere nearby, ocean currents and deep water denizens were pulling apart what was left of the family he was supposed to have.

As the helo pulled into the sky and away, the empty hill above the city went quiet. The doctor felt alone, despite his companions. “It feels like a tomb,” he told Aadi.

“That’s a busy brain talking, mate,” Aadi said. “We stay here for a couple of days until the American submarine arrives and soon all will be well.”

“You sound chipper. I hate chipper.”

Aadi clapped a hand on the doctor’s shoulder and squeezed. “We have reason to be. You got me, Dayo, Desi and two beautiful little girls to keep you entertained and,” he tipped his head toward the four Royal Marines who served as their escort, “big badass security for the little problems I can’t handle.”

“So what do we do now?”

Lance Corporal Stewart Pendle stepped forward. “You stay together and tight and we go into town. We’ll find someone in authority and — ”

“Claim this land in the name of the Queen?” Desi suggested.

One of the Marines, a beefy fellow named Dysart, grumbled at the policeman. “Bad form, Guard. We’ve got a king now. Parliament’s wiped out. We’re going back to the old ways until we can set things right.”

“The return of the monarchy’s high stature? That’s a fret.”

Pendle sighed. “Box formation, gentlemen. Go!”

Dayo slapped Desi’s shoulder. “Don’t mess with them. They’re in serious man mode.”

No one came out to greet them. No curtains moved as the group made its way down the street.

“Aadi,” Sinjin-Smythe said, “when your children were born, how did that make you feel? I mean, besides marvelous. Tell me what it was like deep down.”

The little, brown man did not answer immediately. His eyes went to Aasa and Aastha who walked behind two of the Royal Marines. Dayo held their hands, swinging arms slightly as if moving to music only they could hear.

“No matter what I say, I’ll sound like a prick for telling you the truth.”

“If I didn’t want to know, I wouldn’t have asked.”

“Okay. Besides feeling marvelous, it’s scary as hell. When Aasa was born, I walked down a hospital corridor with her in my arms. Imagine holding a billion dollars but it’s made of crystal. That’s what it felt like. I had to think about how to walk, like I was so overwhelmed, I’d almost forgotten how.”

“What else?”

“When Aastha was born, the moment I held her, she locked eyes with me and I thought, here’s another precious little girl who will break my heart someday when she grows up and moves away. For a while there, when they’re two and three, they still think you’re cool and they want to be with you forever.

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