The Last Days

The Last Days

Part I

Kinsley clutched her throat and began squeezing harder and harder. As Lacy lay on the ground dreaming of mermaids. She couldn’t help but wonder as her mind drifted to darkness. The night grew silent, as Lacy lay on the ground lifeless.

Boom! A loud sound startled Kinsley as she rummaged through the unlabeled packages. She jumped up to look out the window. What she saw was to every one’s surprise. Fires plagued the suburban area. Roofs began to cave, and smoke can be seen filling the home where Kinsley robbed without remorse leaving no victims to the crime.

She hurried to the garage to find her escape. Free she exclaimed, as she maneuvers through the house unscathed without a niche or scratch. She exits the garage with a duffle bag full of jewels and unaccounted cash. As she starts the vehicle she hears a loud explosion where the smoke conquers the city she had known and loved. In the dark, she drives away.

Driving to a disclosed location, she gets to her hideout, and begins to count the money. Her husband and partner in crime sit in his recliner with his eyes taped shut and mouth unavailable for speaking. He squirms and wiggles until he is able to free a hand. Finally he takes the tape from his mouth and eyes. “This is the game I love to play”, as he frees himself he noticed a shadow figure run through the house.

“Babe, hurry, get this rope off.”

“I don’t know why you’re so infatuated with tying yourself up on one of the highest heists of our lives.”

“Babe hurry up and untie me,” he repeated.

“No, I’m busy. Untie yourself, you do it any other time, what’s so different about today?”

“I saw something. Someone’s here. Are you sure no one followed you?”

“I’m certain”, she explained as she began to untie him.

Peter quickly ran to retrieve his weapon and told Kinsley to grab the machete. She obliged and began to follow Peter. They looked outside, and found two demigods demons circling their home. “What the fuck “is that?” She screamed.

“They come to steal, our time is up.” Peter’s explained with worry in his tone

“Fuck no, fuck that”, Kinsley shouted and began charging towards the demons. The wings spread wide, knocking Kinsley back into the house breaking the brick wall. Kinsley lays still on the floor, taking deep breaths, watching Peter fall to his knees, offering himself as a sacrifice.

“Noooo”, she screamed. “Peter”. Kinsley rushed to her feet, fumbling through the set of keys that lay around. She searched for the bunker key and didn’t find it. Loud footsteps can be heard coming towards her. Kinsley stumbled and fell to the ground as the demon made way. Crawling from her back she ran upstairs, and jumped out the window, she quickly got into her car and drove away. Paranoid of the monsters, she drove to the city until she had no sight of them in her view.

The city was left in rubbish and debris, as fires burn and bodies lay in the streets. Kinsley began to think if those two fed off the dead bodies in the yard. I wonder how many are there. She quickly thought of a way to save the town. She went through her contacts and began calling an old friend who had a science lab.

There was no answer, she quickly put the address in her GPS, as she arrived she noticed that the lights were still one. Parking on the street, she gets out and walks in. Stepping over dead demons, and people, with blood and guts all of the lab floor. Tommy, are you here?”, she calls his name, he comes from the back room in a panic, loaded with laser weapons. He tosses her one fires a shit behind her and reloads.

“I don’t know what to do, I’ve never had…”

Kinsley cut him off. “The cloning lab. They’re coming by the thousands. We have to save ourselves for the future.” Both Tommy and Kinsley entered the lab, machine ready. “The last days, the final test.” The machine fired up as both entered into the chambers of their choosing.