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Crimson Moon
By aragorn_8
In the forest, late a night, a pack of wolfs are heard howling.
A blue car was speeding down a road going through the desert during the night. Inside the car, three people are sitting. Eddie Bunker, the driver, was driving. His brother, Jake, sat in the seat next to him. Their other brother, Tommy, was asleep in the back seat.
Tommy groans as he slowly opened his eyes and sat up. ‘Where are we?” He asked, yawning.
Eddie answered, “We just got into Arizona a couple hours ago.”
Tommy took a cooler off the floor and put it on the seat next to him. He looked in and saw that it was empty except for some ice.
“We’re out of beer.” He exclaimed.
“Ok.”
“It says on the map,” Jake spoke up. “That there’s a store not far from here. Tacket’s Convenient and Liquor store.”
“Alright.” Eddie said, keeping his eyes on the road. “We’ll stop there and restock the cooler.”
“Hey turn on the radio.” Tommy suggested. “It’s too quiet here at night.”
Jake leaned forward and turned on the radio, just as ‘Werewolves of London’ started.
About an hour later, the car pulled up next to the store that was on the map. As the car approached, Jake turned the radio down some.
Eddie parked the car and asked. “Who’s going in?”
“I have to use the bathroom.” Jake said.
“Ok. I’m going to buy some beer and sandwiches.” Eddie announced. “Hey Tommy, you coming?”
“Yeah. Maybe they have some of that wormy tequila stuff. I love that stuff!”
“Alright.” Eddie said. “But guys…” he was interrupted when Jake opened his door. “Jake!” Jake looked back at Eddie.
“What?”
“Let’s not do what we did before. I don’t what us giving away our location to the cops, ok? Got it?”
“Sure.” Jake said. “No killing people. We got it.”
Then on the radio, the song that they were listening to ended and a News Report came on. “This is Lisa Murphy for 98.7 News Break. Earlier this afternoon, around 5:30
PM, in Greenville, Kentucky, a young couple was found brutally murdered in a ditch. Their car, a blue Plymouth Roadrunner, has been reported missing and authorities believe it may have been stolen after the murders. The couple, Harlan Page and Elia English, were going to be married in two days .Police believe that the murderers, who were recently identified as Edward, Thomas, and Jacob Bunker, needed their car after they murdered gas station clerk Dante Hicks. The Bunker Brothers escaped from the Ohio State Jail on October 25, just five days ago, and the police say they have evidence linking them to over two dozen murders since then. Stay tuned to 98.7 for more news as it comes in.”
At that, Eddie reached over and turned the car off. “Great.” He mumbled.
“They didn’t have their facts straight.” Tommy said.
“Why?” Eddie asked. “What did they get wrong?”
“We’ve only killed 21 people. They said over 2 dozen.”
“That means we’re being blamed for murders we had nothing to do with.” Jake pieced it together.
“It doesn’t matter.” Eddie growled at them. “After the first few, 21 or 25 is just the same as 3. Same punishment.”
“So what do we do now, Eddie?” Jake asked.
“This doesn’t change anything. Lets just go in, get our stuff, and leave.”
“Good. I still have to use the bathroom.”
All three of them walked out of the stolen car, and walked across the parking lot, the only light coming from the store, stars, and the moon. They walked inside the store as a small bell rang.
When they walked in, they saw two people standing behind the counter – a male and female.
“Robert, I’m worried.” The female said.
“Rebecca, you’re always worried about something during the night shift.” Robert said.
“Be serious.”
“Becca, well you just be quiet? Mike is fine!”
“How do you know?” Becca asked, raising her voice. “He was suppose to call us 4 hours ago!”
“He probily just stopped to get something to eat.” Robert tried to re-assure Becca.
“It doesn’t take four hours to eat!”
Robert sighed, giving up.
As the three brothers walked into the store, Robert turned around and turned on the TV, mounted on the wall.
Tommy walked over to one of the glass door fridges as Eddie and Jake walk up to the counter.
“Can I help you?” Robert asked.
“Where’s the bathrooms?” Jake asked.
“It’s outside. Around the far corner.”
“Thank-you.” Eddie and Jake turn and walk out, the bells jingling again.
Tommy was taking out a couple 6 packs of beer from the fridge. He then turns to Robert and Rebecca. “Do you guys have any tequila?”
“Right behind you.” Becca answered.
Tommy turned and he saw the tequila. When he grabbed a couple bottle of it, Eddie walked back in.
“The door to the bathroom is locked.” Eddie said, going up to the counter.
“Oh I’m sorry.” Robert passes Eddie a key. Eddie turned and walked back out.
Robert turned back to the TV, just as a News Bulletin was coming on. “Hello. This is Elain Riley for Channel 14 NewsBreak. Earlier today, a couple of people, about to be married, in two days, were brutally murdered by the Bunker Brothers, who escaped from Jail last week.”
In the bathroom, Eddie was leaning against the sink, while Jake was in the stall.
“You ok, Jake?”
“Yeah. A little shaken. I didn’t really want to kill those teens.”
“I know. But they saw the TV when we were walking by them. We did what we had to do.” Eddie then lit a smoke. “They followed us with a shotgun and threatened to shoot us if we didn’t wait there until the cops came. It was them or us. You saved us, Bro.”
Inside the stall, Jake flushed the toilet and left.
In the store, the TV was showing pictures of the Bunker Brothers and the number to call if they are spotted, was under them.
“If you see these faces, please call the number at the bottom of your screen.” A male voice from the TV said.
Tommy whipped around, hearing this and seeing that the two store people were watching it. “Crap.” He whispered, looking scared.
“Savages.” Robert said, while him and Rebecca watch the TV. “Should have hit the electrical chair while they could. Know why they were in prison? They killed their grandparents that were looking after them. If they walked in here, I wouldn’t call the number. I’d just blow their heads off.”
Outside, Eddie and Jake were leaning against their stolen car, smoking. “What’s taking Tommy so long?” Eddie asked.
“Don’t know. But hey, We’ll be in Mexico soon.” Jake said.
Eddie then realised that he still had the key to the bathroom room. “Oh crap. We forgot to take these back in!”
Eddie and Jake drop their smokes and walk back towards the store.
Inside the store, Eddie and Jake walk in, just as Tommy was about to approach the counter.
Robert and Becca are still looking at the TV, as it shows different mug shots of the three brothers.
“Here.” Eddie said as he put the key on the counter. Then Jake and Eddie also saw the TV and the pictures.
“Thanks.” Robert said as he turned around to take the key. That’s when he saw the three people. He looked at the TV and back at the people. “Oh crap!”
“Damn!” Tommy shouted as he and his brothers started to step back.
Behind the counter, Rebecca stepped back as Robert pulled up a shotgun and cocked it and fired it.
The glass beside Eddie exploded. They took out their own guns and shoved them a couple inches away from Robert’s face.
“Drop it!” Eddie shouted.
“You drop it!” Robert shouted back, cocking the shotgun again.
“Screw you!”
Robert raised the shotgun a little, pointing it at Eddie’s head. “I’ll blow your head off.”
“Screw you! Drop the gun and we’ll leave quietly. Then everybody’s happy.”
“Drop it, Robert!” Becca pleaded. “Just let them go.”
“Listen to the girl.” Tommy advised.
“No! There’s no way these guys are leaving!” Robert stood his ground. Then the phone started to ring.
“Um…” Becca started to say something.
“Shut up!” Jake shouted at her as the phone rang a second time.
“Jake, be cool.” Eddie said, gun still pointed at Robert. “What were you going to say, lady?” the phone rang again.
“Our son went to collage today and he was supposed to call 4 and a half hours ago, but he never did. So I was wondering if I could answer that.”
“Go ahead.” Eddie told her. “But don’t give him any hint of what’s going on here.”
As the phone rang again, Rebecca answered it. “Hello?”
Robert started sweating, and started fidgeting, the shotgun still pointed at Eddie.
“Eddie, I…” Jake started.
“Shut up, Jake.” Eddie commanded.
“Hello Honey,” Rebecca said into the phone. “What took you so long to call? Oh really? How’d you do that?”
Robert’s finger tightened on the shotgun.
“Screw this.” Jake mumbled. And then shot the phone.
“Son of a @#$%#!” Robert shouted. He swung the shotgun towards Jake, but before he could fire, Eddie fired his gun a couple times at Robert’s head.
Rebecca grabbed what was left of the phone and started beating Jake in the face with it. Jake stumbled back, tripping, his finger pressing the trigger. His gun went off, shooting Rebecca in the chest, who fell to the floor, laying next to Robert’s body.
“Crap.” Eddie whispered as he and Tommy lowered their guns and Jake stood back up. “That didn’t work out the way I wanted it to.” Eddie turned and walked out of the store.
Jake leaned over the counter and took Robert’s shotgun. “Damn. I hate it when this happens.”
Tommy walked over and started pouring alcohol all over the place. He soon left the store.
“What are you doing?” Jake asked.
“Destroying evidence.” Eddie said for Tommy, as he walked over, smoking. “Now go get us their car.”
“Why?” Jake asked.
“Because the cops well be looking for the blue one we stole. If we burn that with the store and escape in their car, we got a better change of getting further.”
“Ok.”
“Wait. Never mind.” Eddie said. “I’ll do it. I’m the only one who know how to hotwire a car, anyway.” Eddie turned and started walking around the store, to the back, where the other car was.
Suddenly, Tommy pulled out his zippo and lit it. He flung it at the store as the two of them ran back some. Soon, the store exploded, sending debris everywhere.
Soon, Eddie was driving the other car around and parked it next to theirs and climbed out.
“Alright. Unload the trunk.” Eddie said as the two brothers walked over, the gas station on fire.
They opened their trunk and inside were sawed off 45’s, 12 gauge shotguns, a machete, a small chainsaw, a 9 MM Beratta, a tire iron, and a spare tire.
“Change everything over but the tire.” Eddie ordered. They start moving the stuff, when Jake comes across a box of throwing knifes. He also puts those in the other trunk.
Soon, the sounds of police, ambulances, and fire truck sirens were heard. The brothers turn, seeing woods on the other side of the road. On some of the trees, the lights were seen flashing, before the cars and trucks were seen.
“What the hell?” Jake asked.
“He set off some kind of alarm!” Eddie shouted. “When he reached for the shotgun!”
Three cop cars sped into view, stopping about 30 yards from the brothers, who rose their guns again.
“Drop your weapons and raise your hands!” a voice from a loud speaker, from inside one of the cars blared out.
“Screw ‘em!” Tommy said. The cop cars start to speed towards them as Tommy raised his gun and started shooting. Eddie and Jake turned and ran for the woods.
Two of the shoots broke through the windshield of one of the cop cars, killing the driver of one, causing it to spin out of control and in to the burning rubble, also blowing up, killing the other cop in it.
Soon, as he started to run for the woods, the other cops got out of their cars and ran after him.
Tommy ran and hid behind a tree, putting his back to it. The cops lined up in front of the tree, raising their guns. “Come out from behind the tree!” one of the cops shouted.
“Screw you!” Tommy shouted back. He silently laughed as he re-loaded his gun.
Eddie and Jake were running through the forest.
Tommy swings out from around the tree and fires once, killing another cop. He swings back behind the tree again as bullets hit the front of it.
After a minute, Tommy heard them walking through the bushes, getting closer. He swung back out from behind the tree, shooting another couple of the cops. He went back behind the tree, as bullets whizzed by where he used to be standing.
He then jumped out from behind the tree, and when he landed, he rolled and came up in a crouching position and fired three shots, killing 2 cops. The last 3 cops started to fire, but one shot missed and the rest were just loud clicks of empty guns.
Tommy stood up and fired, killing two of the cops. He walked towards the last one, which was trembling.
“I’m not going to kill you.” Tommy sneered.
“No?”
“Nah, I lied.” Tommy raised his gun and fired point blank range, killing the last cop.
Eddie and Jake stopped running to catch their breaths.
“Where’s Tommy?” Jake asked.
“I don’t know. I thought he was with us.”
“What if they killed him, Eddie? What if…”
Eddie cut him off. “Shhh. Do you hear that?” suddenly, the two brothers heard a deep growling sound from somewhere close by.
“Sounds like a dog or something.” Jake whispered. They looked through the forest, seeing nothing due to the darkness of the night.
Then, a large wolf runs out from some bushes, barking and growling.
“Holy crap!” Jake shouted. He shot at the wolf, but missed. The wolf jumped and lunged for Eddie, teeth bared. Eddie held his arm out in front of him for protection, as the wolf jumped up, causing the wolf to bite into his arm.
Eddie stumbled back, screaming and clutching his arm as the wolf fell back to the ground.
Eddie fell the ground and the wolf leaped, going for his face. He grabbed the wolf by the neck, inches from his face and raised the gun to its head. Eddie looked into it’s ocean blue eyes and pulled the trigger, blowing the head up.
The wolf went limped and Eddie pushed it off of him and quickly stands back up. “Crap! That thing bit me!” He shouted. He turned and shot the wolf’s body three more times.
“Eddie, Enough!” Jake said, grabbing his brother.
“It burns, Jake! It feels like razors are digging through my arm!”
“Come on. Lets go find Tommy and get the hell out of here.” Jake suggested, they turned and walked away, back through the forest.
Behind them, the wolf with no head, suddenly changed to a man with no head.
Eddie and Jake were walking back through the forest, Eddie clutching his arm. “It hurts bad, man!” Eddie complained. “I can’t believe a wolf bit me. I could get rabies, can’t I?”
“I’m not going to lie to you.” Jake said. “It’s a possibility.” They came to the end of the forest and walked across the street to the burning store.
They walked to the parking lot, where Tommy was waiting for them.
“What took you guys so long?” Tommy asked.
“A wolf bit me.” Eddie said. “In the arm.” He showed his injured arm, blood dripping. He quickly covered it back up.
“Come on.” Jake urged. “We have to get you to a hospital or something.”
“No!” Eddie yelled. “No hospital. They’ll recognise us and call the cops. I don’t want to have a shoot out in the hospital.”
“Then where do we go?” Jake asked.
“I have an idea.” Tommy answered, after thinking for a moment.
The new car they stole, the Dodge, was driving down a road, still at night. Inside, Tommy was driving, Jake in the middle, and Eddie in the passenger seat. Eddie rolled down the window and lit a smoke.
He looked up at the sky and saw that a full moon was out.
Soon enough, they entered a very small town and after a couple streets, Tommy pulled the Dodge over to the side of the street. Jake and Eddie looked at a giant sign that read ‘Veterinarian Hospital. Doctor David and Laura Johnson.’ Behind the sign was a big white, three-story house.
“You’re taking me to a vet?” Eddie asked.
“Yep.” Tommy answered.
“Man, how’d you know about this place?” Jake asked.
“At the store awhile back, they had a bunch of emergency places with phone numbers and addresses. This was one of them.”
Tommy turned the car off as they loaded their guns, and hid them. They all got out and closed their doors, heading up to the house.
They went up to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. “Move aside.” Eddie commanded. His brothers did so and he took out his gun and fired at the lock, blasting it off.
They swung the door open and entered the dark, quiet house. They looked at a clock in the corner and it read 1:03 AM.
As they were slowly walking, Tommy tripped on the leg to a coat rack, and fell, his finger squeezing the trigger on his gun, shooting a hole through the ceiling.
Upstairs, Laura and David were sleeping. Laura woke up when the gunshot went off. She quickly started shaking her husband. “David, wake up!” David groaned as he rolled over. “Did you hear that noise?” Laura asked.
“I was sleeping. Of course not.”
“There was a gun shot fired off downstairs.”
“It was just a dream. Go back to sleep.” David was about to roll back over, when the door was kicked in with such force that it fell off the hinges and fell to the floor.
Tommy and Jake walked in, guns pointed at the couple.
“What the hell is this?” David asked, sitting up.
“You’re wake up call.” Jake said. “So get up.” Tommy grabbed David by the hair and dragged him out of the bed and to the floor and points his gun at him.
Jake pointed his gun at Laura. “You too.”
Laura kicked Jake in the chest and rolled off the bed. Jake stumbled back, into the hallway. David stood, punching Tommy, knocking him to the floor. David and Laura both ran out in the hallway and over Jake’s body.
Jake grabbed Laura by the leg and pulled her to the floor. “Game’s over.” He rasped. He grabbed her by the arm as they both stood up.
David was half way down the stairs, when he saw Eddie at the bottom, gun pointed at him.
“Going somewhere, Doctor?” Eddie asked.
“Who are you people?” David asked.
“We’re the Bunker Brothers. I’m sure you’ve heard about us. But we’re not here to kill you. We need your help.”
“What do you need?” David asked.
Soon, Eddie was in a room, on an examining table, sitting, his shirt off and his arm bandaged.
“All done.” David announced. “Are you guys going to go now? Because my wife and I need a good night’s sleep. We have some animals coming in tomorrow.”
“Have you ever been to Mexico?” Eddie asked.
“Once. For our Honeymoon.” David answered. “We loved it.”
“Well your going to be going again. You and your wife well be coming with us, over the border.”
“No way! We have animals to take care of.”
“Isn’t there another vet around here?”
“Well there’s Dan. But he’s kinda our rival.”
“Call him.” Eddie ordered. “Call him this instant and tell him you’ll be leaving for a few days.”
David headed for the phone and Eddie raised his gun. “How can you kill someone?” David asked before raising the phone.”
“Easy. We just don’t think about it, really. But we don’t really like doing it all the same. I only kill when there’s no other option. I’m just trying to survive.”
David picked up the phone and dialled a number.
At about 2:30 AM, Tommy was in front of the house, having a smoke. Suddenly, there was a loud growling sound and he whipped around, looking into the dark night.
“What the hell was that?” he looked over at a row of bushes as one begins to shake. Tommy started walking towards it, when it stopped shaking. Tommy continued on, but then it started shaking again, the growling also starting again.
He took out his gun as he approached the bushes. The bush stopped shaking as Tommy reached it, and he moved the branches aside, to find that nothing was there!
Then he saw that there was a fence there, and saw a German Shepherd on the other side.
“Ha. Damn dog.” Tommy laughed as he walked back over to where he used to be standing.
Inside, Jake was in the living room, watching TV, his gun pointed across the room at Laura, who is sitting in another chair. Jake opened a beer, looking at Laura. He pointed to a cat close by. “Cute cat.” He said.
Laura looks over at the cat and back over at Jake, scared.
“What’s its name?”
“Bouncer.”
“Cool name. Hey, you want a beer?”
“No thanks.” Laura shook her head.
Soon, Tommy walked in from outside, and Eddie and David walked in from another room.
“We should get some rest.” Eddie said. “We’re leaving as soon as possible.”
At about 7:43 AM, the sun’s rays glared in from outside. Jake fell asleep in the chair, Tommy was asleep in on the floor, Laura and Bouncer were in the other chair, sleeping, and Eddie and David were in the kitchen, drinking coffee.
“I need to know something.” David said.
“Shoot.” Eddie urged him to go on.
“Are you going to kill me and Laura once we get across the border?”
“You’re a good guy, David. I even like you a bit. I can tell you that as long as you don’t do anything stupid, me and Tommy won’t kill you. I can’t promise anything from Jake though. He gets panicked easily. I can suggest though that you be as co-operative as possible and I think we’ll get along just fine.”
“Ok.”
Eddie stood up and walked into the living room. “Wake up!” he yelled. The three sleeping people opened their eyes and yawned.
“What is it?” Jake asked.
“Time to get ready to leave. Laura, go change into some new cloths and get a shower. Tommy and Jake, go put the weapons in the red van in the garage.” The three stand and do as their told.
Eddie and David were standing by the door, the time on the clock reading 8: 45.
“When is that other guy going to be here?” Eddie asked, looking out the open door, into the morning.
“About half an hour.” David answered.
“Good. We have plenty of time then.”
Laura, Jake, and Tommy walked into the kitchen and Eddie and David looked at them.
“Ready?” Eddie asked.
“Yep.” They all agreed.
Eddie opened the front door and they all head for the garage.
Later that afternoon, the Van was driving down the highway. Eddie was in the passenger seat, Jake was on the driver’s side of the middle seat, Laura on the passenger side of the middle seat, Tommy sat in the middle of the far back seat, and David was driving. The Bunker Brothers had their guns out on their laps.
The van drove past a sign that read, ‘Mexico. 325 Miles.’
By 7:30 that evening, the sun was going down and they passed by another sign that said ‘Mexico. 20 Miles.’
Inside the van, Eddie smiled when he saw the sign.
“I’m hungry.” Jake complained.
“So am I.” Eddie agreed. “David, lets stop for a quick supper. We made bad time, so a quick supper won’t screw things up much more.”
“This road goes pretty far back.” David advised him.
Later that night, after it got dark out, the moon was full. Everyone was looking out their windows as David drove the van, looking for a gas station. Then Jake spotted one, not far up ahead.
“We’re about 5 miles from Mexico.” Eddie said. We should make it tonight.”
As they got closer, they saw that it was a gas station and diner in one. “Looks like we lucked in.” Laura said as they pulled into the parking lot.
They turned the engine off and looked at the bright neon sign that read ‘Duke’s Gas & Food.’
The Bunker Brothers tucked their guns in their pants and put their shirts down over them. They all climbed out of the van and locked and closed the doors.
Inside the store, Morgan Black, a biker, was in one of the booths, his feet up on a table. Three other bikers, Razor, Ripper, and Blaze, were in another booth, talking loudly. Leroy (Bear) Harmon, a black truck driver, was sitting in another booth, drinking coffee and sorting through some papers. Two highway patrolmen, Vince and Nick, were sitting at yet another booth, eating donuts and drinking coffee.
Behind the long hole in the wall that the cooks give people food, were two cooks, Duke and Conan. They were cooking hamburgers and steaks, while William was washing the dirty dishes.
Three waitresses, Fran, Kathy, and Sara were taking orders from Morgan, Bear, and the two highway patrolmen.
David, Laura, Eddie, Tommy, and Jake walked in from outside, immediately smelling the food.
“Boy that smells great!” Tommy cheered.
“Look.” Jake pointed out the two highway patrolmen.
“Damn.” Eddie swore. “At least this place doesn’t have a TV.”
The five of them walked to an empty booth and sat down.
Over at the table with the highway patrolmen, Vince was shoving a donut in his mouth.
“This has been such an uneventful day.” Nick complained.
“Yeah. We’ve been ordered to look for those Bunker Brothers all day and nothing else.” Vince agreed. “I’m just waiting for one of those bikers to start something so we can make a bust.”
“Ha ha. So am I!”
Fran walked over to the table with the five that just walked in and started to take their orders. She finished and walked away as Eddie lit up a smoke.
“Um, Eddie?” Laura asked. “Can you please not smoke in here.”
Eddie saw the no smoking sign and put his smoke out. “I guess I can wait till later.”
At the Biker table, Ripper was ripping small pieces of his napkin off while Blaze and Razor were talking.
“Anyway, I was just standing there, drinking, minding my own business, when Greg came over for no reason, and took my beer bottle and smashed it on the ground.” Razor was saying. “Then we got into a little fight and we both ended up in the hospital.”
“I remember that.” Blaze said. The continued to eat their food.
Bear got up from his table and walked to the back of the room where there was a juke box and started playing ‘Kryptonite.’ He walked back over to his seat and sat down.
Over at the Bunker Brother’s table, Eddie was looking at the arm that was bit. “It’s throbbing like hell.” He informed them. Also, Eddie’s hands had grown a little more hair and his face was growing a little more hair as well.
“You need to shave.” Jake said. Eddie reached up and felt his face. Everyone looked over as Vince and Nick, the two highway patrolmen got up from their table and went up to pay for their food.
“Crap.” Tommy whispered.
“Just play it cool.” Eddie warned. Tommy and Jake nodded.
Vince was paying, while Nick was looking back around the room. He saw the three bikers, Ripper, Razor, and Blaze, Morgan was sleeping, his feet still on the table, and finally he saw the Bunker Brothers table.
From the Bunker Brothers table, Eddie saw Nick lean back and whispered something to Vince. Then they both turned and looked right at their table. Eddie brought his hand over the but of his gun, ready to draw it if he had to. His two brothers did the same.
“You want to start this Eddie?” David asked. “IN a place with so many innocent people?”
“We have to, Dave.” Eddie said. “We have to.”
Vince and Nick stared walking towards their table, when Eddie, Tommy, and Jake stood, drawing their guns, pointing them at the two highway patrolmen.
“Stop right there!” Jake yelled, Vince and Nick, listening and obeying, stopping on the spot.
The brothers walked over to the highway patrolmen. Jake and Tommy turned around and pointed their guns out at the room.
“Nobody try anything, and you’ll all be fine.” Jake shouted. Morgan woke up at this and moved his legs off the table. “I said nobody move!” Jake shouted. Morgan put his hands up in the air.
Eddie took Vince and Nick’s guns out of their holsters. “Thought you were gonna bust us, didn’t you?” he asked.
“You’re the Bunker Brothers.” Vince said.
“And you’re a genius, aren’t you?” Eddie replied sarcastically, putting the cop’s guns in his jacket pockets.
Jake was walking up a row of booths, while Tommy was leading the cooks and dishwasher out of the kitchen.
“How we doing Tommy?” Eddie yelled back to him.
“Looks like we pretty much have the control here.” Tommy responded as he walked out of the kitchen.
“Good.” Eddie said. “Well since that everyone is in plain view, we’ll be leaving now.”
Jake looked out the window and saw 9 motorcycles riding around the fuel pumps.
“Oh crap.” Eddie and Tommy walked over and joined him at the window.
“What now?” Jake asked.
Outside, the riders parked by the gas pumps got off and looked at the station. They look around and all that’s close to the station is dessert, dessert, and more dessert. Not a town for miles.
Inside the store, some more hair grew on Eddie’s arm.
“What do we do now, Eddie?” Jake asked.
“We wait for them to come in here, control them like the rest, and then we leave.” Then he turned back to the booths and shouted, “David, Laura, come on. We’re leaving.”
David and Laura stood up and started to walk over to the brothers.
Razor, Ripper, and Blaze were looking out the window next to their booth.
“What the hell is that?” Razor asked.
“I can’t tell.” Blaze answered.
“All I know,” Ripper said. “I their not the Hell’s Angels.”
The biker gang walked towards the station. On the back of their black leather jackets, was a picture of a wolf’s head with bloody teeth.
They pushed open the doors and walked into the station.
When they got in, they saw three people with guns raised at them.
“Stop right there!” Eddie shouted at the gang. The bikers looked at the brothers and their skin started rippling like there was something underneath. Their fingers turned to claws and hair started growing all over their body. They take off their jackets and lay them on the back of a booth.
One of the bikers walked towards Eddie, his eyes changing to yellow wolf eyes.
“What the hell’s wrong with them?” Jake shouted out, slowly backing up.
The biker stood in front of Eddie, looking him over. “You.” He said. “You are the one that was chosen to enter our numbers last night. It is you we have come for.” The biker then grabbed Eddie’s bitten arm.
“Hey!” Eddie shouted at him. The biker ripped the bandage off and dug his long nails into the wound!
“Ahhh!” Eddie screamed in pain. Tommy ran over and grabbed the biker. Eddie punched him in the gut and tripped him up, sending him to the floor. He quickly raised his gun and shot the biker twice in the head.
“Freaky.” Jake said.
Bear, Mike, Ripper, Razor, Blaze, Vince, Nick, Fran, Duke, Conan, Morgan, Kathy, Sara, David, and Laura were all standing in the middle of the room, more scared of the bikers then the brothers.
Jake and Tommy turned to face the bikers, guns aimed at them. The bikers were standing there, so much fur covering them, that they couldn’t see the skin underneath. A couple of them started growling as the fur got longer still.
“Holy crap.” Tommy whispered.
“What the hell’s going on here?” Morgan yelled from in the restaurant part.
The biker’s face’s started moving out as they grew snouts. Jake turned to Eddie and saw his eyes were like the biker’s: Yellow wolf eyes.
“What?” Eddie asked.
“Your eyes, man.” Jake said. “They’re like the biker’s.” then Jake was turned around as one of the bikers grabbed him. When he was turned around, he saw he was being held by a big, muscular, two-legged, werewolf!
It growled at him, and then flung him and he flew across the gas station and the restaurant parts and slammed into the jukebox.
Eddie looked down and saw the biker’s cloths ripped on the floor. Eddie and Jake turn and run, the werewolves giving chase, all hell about to brake loose as the werewolves attack the people.
Everyone ran in they’re own directions as the werewolves charged them.
Bear ran behind the counter in the gas station part, and a werewolf jumped from it’s spot and landed in front of him, behind the counter.
“Oh crap.” Bear swore. He punched the werewolf in the face, but the only effect it had, was a shooting pain going through his hand. He slowly backed up, scared.
The werewolf punched Bear in the face, sending him flying back, almost hitting the roof.
He landed at the back of the diner, on his feet, but stumbled, and fell back, going through a glass door holding different drinks.
David and Laura turned and ran to hide in the kitchen.
Blaze punched a werewolf in the face, but it had no effect. The werewolf raised its clawed hand and slashed it across the biker’s face.
Morgan was running to the doors, when a werewolf stepped in front of him. He turned, but another wolf came up beside him.
“Oh darn.” One of the werewolves grabbed him by his head and flung him into a booth.
In the middle of the diner, Razor was trying to slash a werewolf with a straight razor, when the cooks came running out of the kitchen, holding meat cleavers.
The two cooks came up behind the werewolf and tackled it to the floor, digging the meat cleavers in and out of its back as it fell. The werewolf howled as the meat cleavers were dug in and out of its back.
The werewolf flung one of the cooks, Conan, off with its arm and he went flying and landed on a table, braking it.
Then it flung Duke, the other cook, through a window, glass scattering everywhere.
In the booth he was flung into, Morgan kicked the table as hard as he could, and broke it off of it’s past.
He turned and saw a werewolf rushing at him, so he tipped the table onto it’s side and used to as a shield.
The werewolf slammed into it hard, slamming Morgan up between the table and the window, causing spider web like cracks to go across it.
The werewolf kept scratching the table, trying to brake through, and pushing Morgan harder and harder against the window.
Morgan looked over and saw the curtain cord dangling beside him. He reached up and ripped it off the curtain.
Eddie was walking down an aisle in the store section, looking back. He heard a thump and when he looked forward, a werewolf was at the end of the aisle, snarling, teeth bared.
Eddie and the wolf were practically face to face. The wolf slashed Eddie across the chest with its claws and Eddie backed up, raising hi gun and firing it, shooting the werewolf in the head, blowing the head up.
When the werewolf’s body fell to the floor, it started to change back to a human body.
At Morgan’s booth, he held the curtain cord in his hands as he kicked the table as hard as he could, causing the table and the werewolf to fall to the floor.
As the werewolf started standing up, Morgan whipped the cord over and it went around the creature’s neck.
The werewolf grabbed the cord and yanked hard, sending Morgan flying through the air and he landed backfirst into a rack of packaged candy.
Tommy ducked behind a rack of comic books, just as a werewolf walked up and looked at him through the rack.
Tommy grabbed the rack with one and hand raised his gun with his other, but the wolf grabbed the rack and flung it back.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!” Tommy screamed as he and the rack flew across the room, smashing into a window, braking it, and falling outside.
Sarah, one of the waitresses, was backing up from a werewolf that was walking towards her.
As she walked by a booth, she picked up the coffee and splashed it on the werewolf’s face. It howled, grabbing its face with one hand and backhanding Sarah with the other.
Sarah flew across the room and slammed into a wall, falling to the floor.
Fran, another waitresses, was in a store aisle, pressed up against it, shivering and crying.
Suddenly, a werewolf’s arm busted through the rack right beside her and she screamed.
Four werewolves were in a clutter, but when Eddie tried walking through them, they split apart, allowing Eddie to go through.
Then Conan ran up and tackled one of the wolfs to the floor, Eddie shooting it in the head as it went down, it’s head exploding.
It turned back to human and finished falling.
Vince and Nick, the two highway patrolmen, grabbed a werewolf, but it threw Nick into a trashcan and Vince over the counter.
Nick and the trashcan fell to the floor, spelling garbage everywhere.
Blaze ran up, holding a knife, blood coming from the slash mark across his face. He attacked the werewolf with the knife, but it dodged and caught his arm it’s mouth, bringing its teeth down on him!
Blaze fell to the floor screaming, clutching his bloody arm.
Jake walked up and looked at Blaze on the floor. “God help me!” Blaze kept shouting over and over. Jake looked down at Blaze and shot him.
Then, all the werewolves start backing up through the doors and Morgan ran up beside Jake.
“What’s going on?” Morgan asked. “Why are they doing that?”
As the werewolves back up, going outside, Duke tackled one. The wolf that was being attacked, reached its arms back and grabbed Duke by the shoulders. Then it threw him over its head and to the ground, ripping one of his arms off, causing Duke to scream.
The werewolf ripped it’s claws into his chest and lifted the body off the ground and started ripping him up.
While this was happening, Tommy sneaked by the werewolves and went back inside.
Once Tommy got back inside, Duke’s came flying through the window, shattering the glass and rolling around on the floor.
All the survivors were standing around each other. Blaze and Duke were the only ones from their group to die during that little fight.
“Crap.” David whispered.
“What the hell were those things?” Bear asked.
“Werewolves.” Laura spoke up.
“Impossible.” Ripper argued. “They don’t exist. They’re made up. You know, like vampires.”
“How do you know?”
“Monsters don’t exist.” William, the dishwasher said. “Our parents told us so.”
“Maybe they were wrong.” Laura suggested.
“You want some proof?” Eddie asked. “Just look at me! I’m as hairy as a Sasquatch and look at my eyes! I look like a giant dog!”
“I don’t care what they are.” Morgan said. “All I know is that they’re as strong as hell and I want to kick their asses.”
“That’s the kind of attitude we need to survive this.” Tommy announced.
“This is so screwed up.” William said.
“SO what do we do now?” Conan asked. “We can’t leave. They’re still out there. They’d kill us before we got anywhere.”
“Maybe we should board this place up.” Razor suggested.
“Yeah.” Jake agreed. “Like Night of The Living Dead. Board up the windows and doors and wait until sunrise.”
“We need weapons.” Bear said. “If they come back in, I want to use more then my fists next time.”
“We got weapons in the van.” Eddie announced. “But first lets see what we’ve got in here.”
“So how do we kill them?” Mike asked. “Silver Bullets?”
“Shooting them in the head works just fine.” Eddie said.
David walked over to the nearest table and said, “Everybody, put your weapons here so we can see what we have.” With that, everyone else walked over. Eddie laid down his gun. Then he took out another one from his pants and laid that one down to. Morgan laid his curtain cord down, Ripper and Razor put down a couple knifes, and Jake and Tommy laid they’re guns on the table.
Conan walked out from the kitchen with a meat cleaver and a sawed off 12 gauge shotgun and laid them on the table.
Eddie grabbed the curtain cord and threw it away. “I saw you use this thing. Doesn’t work to well.” He said to Morgan, who just shrugged. Then he turned to face the others. “Alright. What I think we should do is find out about each other. I’m Eddie Bunker. Serial killer.”
“Jake Bunker. Serial Killer.”
“Tommy Bunker, Serial Killer.”
“Laura Johnson, Vet.”
“David Johnson, Vet.”
“Leroy Herman. Friends call me Bear, Truck Driver.”
“Morgan Black, Biker.”
“Mike Palik, Salesman.”
“Vince Lee, Highway Patrol.”
“Nick Mars, Highway Patrol.”
“Ripper. Biker.”
“Razor, Biker.”
“William Slater, Dishwasher.”
“Conan Phillips, Cook.”
“Fran Ireland, Waitress.”
“Sarah Grandler, Waitress.”
“Kathy Buchanan, Waitress.”
“Ok,” Eddie spoke up. “Now that we all know each other, we’ll have a team made and sent out to the van to get the weapons we have there. The ones that’ll go well be me, Jake, Tommy, Morgan, and Bear.”
“I want to go.” David said.
“No, David. You stay in here with your wife.” Then he turned to Conan. “Go get some shotgun shells.”
Conan ran off and behind a counter. He searched for a minute, and found a box of shells.
He looked down and saw Duke’s head, on the floor. As he looked at it harder, the eyes of the head suddenly opened and it hissed! It opened its mouth to show all the wolf like fangs and it bit into Conan’s ankle before he could move!
Conan screamed and reached down and grabbed the head by the hair and flung it over his head.
The head flew back into the kitchen and landed in a pot of boiling water. As the head sunk to the bottom, it started melting. Soon, it was only a skull in the bottom of he pot.
Conan stood back up and limped back to the others, holding the box of shotgun shells.
Eddie, Tommy, and Jake had their guns back, Morgan took one of the extra guns and had his curtain cord back, and Bear took the shotgun. Conan gave Bear the box of shotgun shells, who then loaded the shotgun.
“Lets go.” Eddie snarled.
Outside, the werewolves were just a few yards from the door.
As the group was slowly heading for the door, Morgan spoke up. “I wish we were dealing with Vampires. At least they’re scared of stuff like crosses.”
“Maybe these guys are scared of crosses too.” Jake suggested.
“I never thought about that before.” Tommy said.
“Thought about what?” Jake asked.
“If werewolves are real, then vampires are probily real too. This is strange.”
Eddie walked ahead of the rest and opened the door, stepping outside.
The people walk out in a line, Eddie first, then Morgan, Tommy, Bear, and Jake. As Eddie led the group, the werewolves backed off a little bit, snarling.
“You ok back there, Jake?” Eddie asked at the front of the line.
“Yeah.” Jake answered, shaking.
Morgan turned and saw Bear looking behind them. Then he saw a werewolf heading right for him! “Bear, look out!”
Bear turned around and saw the werewolf lunging at him! Bear fired his shotgun and the head of the werewolf exploded, and the body fell to the ground, changing back to a man.
Another werewolf went for Tommy, but Morgan used the Curtain rod and whipped it. The cord wrapped around the wolf’s waist and Morgan pulled as hard as he could. The werewolf’s legs fell out from under it and it fell backwards, hitting the ground.
The werewolf started to howl, but Morgan jammed his gun into its mouth and fired.
The remaining four werewolves backed away from the line of people. “Yeah, that’s right!” Tommy shouted. “Just keep backing up!”
Inside, everyone is watching this through the window, except for Conan, who is by himself. Suddenly, he turned away and David looked back at him and saw him turning into a werewolf!
“Oh crap!” David shouted.
The werewolf that Conan just turned into leaped and landed on Fran, knocking her to the floor. It ripped its teeth into her throat, tearing it open.
“No!” Vince shouted as he ran towards the werewolf and Fran, but once he reached them, the wolf backhanded him, sending him flying back, slamming into a window.
The werewolf dropped Fran’s body and looked up at the others and growled. It jumped forward and landed beside David.
“Oh no!” David shouted. He turned and grabbed a gun off the table, but the werewolf grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up before he could fire.
David tried raising the gun, but the werewolf was to close, so he only got the gun to its chest.
David looked down and saw that his feet were up to the creature’s knees. He fired the gun twice into the chest, but it had no effect!
Laura picked up one of the knifes that was on the table and got up onto the table and rammed it down into the werewolf’s head!
The werewolf howled, dropped David, and stumbled backwards. It was clawing at the knife in its head, trying to get it out. The rest saw hair falling from its body.
David aimed the gun and fired, blowing up the head of the werewolf, the body falling and turning back to a human.
They looked over at where Fran’s body used to be, but all that was there was a puddle of blood.
“David, look out!” Laura shouted. David turned and was face to face with the werewolf that was once Fran.
“Piece of crap!” David shouted. He raised his gun, but the werewolf punched him in the face, sending him flying backwards.
Razor jumped onto the werewolf, tackling it, but it easily threw him off.
David landed on the counter, and fell behind it.
Razor landed by the doors leading outside. “Damn that hurt.” He mumbled, sitting up.
David sat up behind the counter. He started looking for the gun, but couldn’t find it. He looked up and saw it in the doorway leading to the kitchen.
Razor was up on his feet, punching the werewolf. “Come on!” he shouted at it. It grabbed him by the face. “Oh crap.” The werewolf tightened its grip, it’s claws digging into Razor’s head, causing him to scream.
The werewolf lifted him off the floor and crushed his skull, sending the body back to the floor. It picked up the body and flung it out the already broken window.
Outside, Jake and Bear had their backs turned to the station, so they didn’t hear the lifeless body come flying out and land not far from them.
At the van, Tommy and Morgan were getting the weapons, Eddie standing in front of the open door.
Tommy walked out, carrying the small chainsaw and the shotgun.
Morgan stayed in the van, holding onto two shotguns and a beretta. He put the Beretta in his pocket, and said. “Damn man, you guys were prepared for war!”
He turned around, and saw Eddie standing in front of the open door, now a werewolf.
“Oh darn.”
The werewolf jumped inside the van, howling.
Bear, Jake and Tommy look towards the van that was shaken back and fourth.
“Eddie’s changed!” Jake shouted. Then the window to the diner behind them exploded out as the werewolf that used to be Fran jumped out at them and landed on Bear’s back.
“Get it off!” he shouted as he fell to his knees, the shotgun sliding away across the ground. “Get it off me!”
Tommy ran over and kicked the werewolf.
Morgan and the Werewolf that was once Eddie went flying through the back window of the van.
Just as Jake was about to shoot the wolf on top of Bear, another werewolf grabbed him from behind and threw him, causing him to slam into the gas pump.
“Ow.” Jake mumbled as he stood. He was about to shoot the wolf that flung him, but yet another werewolf ran up to him from the side and bit down on his wrist, causing him to scream.
“Jake!” Tommy shouted.
The werewolf jerked on Jake’s arm, trying to tear it off.
At the van, Morgan tried to stand, groaning, the werewolf standing in front of him.
He looked at the ground and saw Bear’s fallen shotgun. He bent down to pick it up, but the werewolf grabbed him by the head and flung him into the side of the fan, denting it.
Morgan fell to the ground, coughing. “God…” he was cut off when the werewolf started to lift him up by the throat. Morgan began to gag as the werewolf lifted him higher and higher.
Jake was screaming since the werewolf that bit him continued to bite and gnaw on his arm.
“Let go!” he screamed at it. He began to beat it over the head with the but of the gun.
The werewolf that was once Eddie dropped Morgan, who landed on his feet.
The werewolf that was once Fran was still on Bear’s back, holding onto Bear’s throat with on hand and Tommy’s with the other.
The Eddie werewolf lunged at Morgan, but he dodged and punched it in the face, but as always, there was no effect.
The werewolf howled. The werewolf lunged again, and this time, slashed Morgan across the face with it’s claws.
Morgan fell to the ground, three slashes across his face. He rolled over as the werewolf went for him again. He picked up the curtain rod, and said, “Come on.”
The werewolf ran forward, growling. Morgan jumped up and spun under the werewolf’s arm, wrapping the cord around its waist. The werewolf turned around, slashing at him with its claws.
Morgan ducked under its arm again, this time causing it to flip over onto its back. It went to bite the cord off, but Morgan whipped it back, causing it to come off, allowing the werewolf to miss and bit itself and let out a howl.
Morgan took a step back as it stood up, snarling at him. “You want some more?” he asked.
He whipped it in the face, and it backed up, grabbing its snout as blood ran from it. It howled again and ran at him. Morgan whipped the cord out, getting it to wrap around the werewolf’s feet, tripping it. The werewolf fell back to the ground.
Morgan smiled, pulling the cord off of it again. “This is starting to get fun.” He reached down and picked up Bear’s shotgun.
The werewolf stood up, growling. Then it leaped.
“Oh crap!” Morgan shouted. The werewolf landed on him, knocking him to the ground.
Inside the station, David was in the kitchen, holding his gun. He looked into a pot of boiling water, which was as hot anymore, and saw a werewolf skull in the bottom. He got a disgusted look on his face and left the kitchen to join the others.
Outside, the werewolf still had Jake’s arm in its jaws, dragging Jake across the parking lot.
He turned his gun around and pointed it at the werewolf’s head and fired. The wolf let go and fell to the ground. And the body changed back to a human.
The Eddie werewolf was still on top of Morgan, who was holding the shotgun in both hands, the werewolf biting on the middle of it, keeping the beast away.
“Someone get this thing off me!” Morgan shouted. Drool poured out of the werewolf’s mouth and all over Morgan’s face.
The Fran Werewolf was still holding onto Bear and Tommy, trying to bite into the top of Bear’s head.
“Get it off!” Bear shouted through pain.
Jake ran over and shot the arm that was holding his brother. The werewolf’s arm let go of Tommy. Tommy fell to the ground on top of the weapons he was bringing inside, earlier.
The werewolf howled and brought its teeth out of Bear’s head and backed away. Tommy picked up a shotgun and pointed it right into the werewolf’s stomach. “Die!” he shouted and fired.
Blood exploded out of the werewolf’s back and splattered over the wall of the station.
Inside the station, the Fran Werewolf went flying through the window, being sent back by the blast of the shotgun. it crashed onto a table, braking it. A minute later, the body turned back to Fran, dead.
Outside, Bear stood, covered in werewolf blood.
Morgan was still on the ground, holding the Eddie werewolf away from him with the shotgun. “Well someone please help me?”
Bear looked over, and then took the shotgun from Tommy’s hands.
“No!” Tommy shouted. “That’s Eddie!”
Bear fired at the werewolf, but only clipped it’s side, but still enough so it fell off of Morgan. Morgan quickly stood and aimed his shotgun at the fallen werewolf.
“Stop!” Jake and Tommy yelled. Tommy walked over and put his gun up to Morgan’s head. He took the Beretta out of Morgan’s pocket and passed it to Jake, who aimed it at Bear.
“Nobody touches our brother.” Tommy said.
“He’s not your brother anymore.” Morgan tried to get these two killers to see that.
“Yes, he is.” Jake walked over and Tommy turned to look at him. “Were you bitten?”
“Yes.” Jake answered dryly.
“Crap.”
Morgan looked over at where the Eddie werewolf fell, but it wasn’t there anymore!
“Oh crap.” Morgan whispered. Everyone looked at the spot where the werewolf was and they all see that it’s now gone.
“Where’d he go?” Tommy asked.
“I don’t know.” Morgan said. “But I think we should get back inside. They all turned and started to head back. As they did, a different werewolf slowly crawled out from under the van and ran towards Morgan.
Morgan turned around at the last minute and saw it. “Ahhh!” it jumped onto him, knocking him to the ground and biting into his neck! Morgan screamed, causing the others to turn around.
“Damn!” Tommy shouted. He drew his gun and fired, but only heard the clicking of the empty chambers. Jake drew his gun and fired, blowing up the head of the werewolf The body fell to the ground and started to change back to a human body.
“Come on!” Tommy urged. They all ran inside, except for Morgan who just stood there and soon fell down.
Inside, Jake, Tommy and Bear stood by the door, the others looking at them. David walked up to them.
“You got bit, Jake?” Jake nodded. “Where’s everybody else?”
Tommy answered that. “Eddie turned and Morgan got bit. Where’s the others?”
“Uh, Conan turned and bit Fran. I killed Conan, then Fran as a werewolf killed Ripper.”
“Did she bite him?”
“No. she crushed his head in.”
Tommy looked back and counted heads. “Where’s that other cop. Vince?”
“Oh, he got thrown outside and I don’t know what happened to him after that.” David answered.
Outside, Vince was lying in a little Yellow car, hiding. Slowly, Vince raised his head, but as soon as he did, a werewolf arm broke through the window!
Inside the station, the others heard Vince scream from someplace outside.
“What the hell was that?” Tommy asked.
“I think we know what happened to Vince now.” Sarah stated.
Laura and Kathy were sitting in a booth talking. “So where are you from?” Kathy asked.
“Some little town up North.” Laura answered.
“So you’re a vet?”
“Yep. This is a strange situation, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. Werewolves.
“It’s like it’s out of a nightmare.” Laura said.
“Yeah. Like, who would believe us? Werewolves attacking a gas station? We’d end up getting electric shock therapy everyday!”
“How many of those things are left?”
“I’m not sure.” Kathy answered. “Five or six, I think.”
About half an hour later, Razor, Nick, David, Tommy, Jake, Bear, William, Mike, Sarah, Kathy, and Laura were all standing in the middle of the Diner, talking.
“What do we do now?” William asked.
“Me and my brother think we should wait it out.” Tommy suggested.
“I say we go out there, shooting.” Laura said.
Between the others, some agreed with Tommy, and others agreed with Laura.
“This isn’t a democracy.” Tommy said. “It’s my way or the highway. And I say we wait out the night in here and when dawn comes, we leave. And nobody’s going to shoot my brothers. In the morning, the bikers well be human again and we kill them then. I heard someplace that if you kill the main werewolf, then all others well be cured. Like the vampires in The Lost Boys. If that’s true then Eddie, Morgan and Jake can still be with us.”
Jake walked to the door. “We left those weapons out there on the ground.”
“We’ll get them.” Bear said, walking over with Razor.
“No.” Jake said. “I’ve been bitten. I’ll do it.”
“Fine with me.” Razor said and walked away.
Outside, Bear and Jake walk out, but there were no werewolves in sight. The looked up into the sky and saw the full moon.
“They’re gone.” Jake stated.
“Where the hell did they all go?” Bear asked.
“Screw it. Let’s just get the weapons.”
Bear knelt down and picked up a shotgun and chainsaw. Jake picked up a small gun and pointed it out into the darkness.
Nick reached out a broken window. “Here, hand them to me.” Bear was about to hand the weapons to the highway patrolman, when a werewolf jumped down from on top of the roof and landed right in front of Bear!
“Ahhhh!” Bear shouted. Jake whipped around with his gun, but another werewolf grabbed him from behind and threw him.
Inside, Jake went flying through an already broken window, over Nick’s head, and hit his head off the counter, going unconscious.
“Jake!” Tommy yelled as he ran over.
Nick grabbed a shotgun and jumped on a table, leaning out the broken window. He saw the werewolf dragging Bear to the ground, chewing on his neck.
“No!” Nick shouted. He was about to pull the trigger, when another werewolf came up and grabbed him and pulled him out the window. Nick was kicking and screaming the entire time.
The other survivors listened to the pleas of Nick, as he shouted, “No No! Please, somebody, help me!” then they heard growling and the ripping of flesh, and braking of bones, but no more screams.
“Well this is just great!” William yelled.
“How many werewolves well there be now?” Kathy asked.
Razor answered. “Let’s see. There’s still two of the originals, Eddie, Vince, Nick, Morgan, Bear, and soon to be Jake. That’s eight.”
“Eight of them.” David repeated.
“Eight of us.” Razor said.
“Hey guys!” Sarah said, drawing their attention. “Where’s that other brother guy?” Everyone turned to look at where Jake had fallen, but he was no longer there!
“Great!” Razor shouted. “Jake’s gone. He must have turned already.”
“We don’t know that yet!” Tommy shouted.
“Look at the facts, Tommy.” David said calmly.
Just then, a werewolf jumped up behind Razor and bit into his neck! “See, told you!” David shouted.
William grabbed a gun that was on the table and fired, blowing up the head of the werewolf, the body falling to the floor.
“What did I tell you!” Tommy shouted as he pointed his gun at the young dishwasher. “No shooting my brothers!” he shoots William in the chest twice.
William stumbled back, dropping his gun and falling down dead.
He turns around and shoots the dying Biker, Razor, in the head, who then falls down dead.
David ran up and pulled the gun away from Tommy. “Tommy! You have to settle down!”
“Screw you!”
“We can’t kill each other like this! We need each other in order to survive this! You can’t think of them as your brothers now. They’re one of them. Evil monsters.”
“Give me my gun.” Tommy ordered.
“Are you cool?”
“I said, give me my gun.”
“And I said, Are you cool?”
“Yes. Yes, I’m fricken cool.” Tommy said. David handed him his gun back and went back to his wife.
Tommy, David, Laura, Kathy, and Sarah were standing in the middle of the diner. Then something came to Tommy. “Where’s Mike? That sales person?”
“He’s right!” Sarah said. “I haven’t seen him for a while.”
Then everyone hears a clanging sound coming from the kitchen. “I think we know where he is.” Tommy said, re-loading his gun.
The five survivors walked into the kitchen.
“Mike?” David called out.
“Over here.” A voice called back to them. Everyone walked around a corner, and saw Mike sitting on the floor, drinking a beer.
“Where’d you get that beer?” Tommy asked.
“The fridge.” Mike responded. Tommy walked over to the fridge and opened it. He took out five more bottles, enough for everyone, and handed them to the others.
Outside, in the main part of the station, the werewolves pushed open the doors, walking inside, growling and sniffing around.
In the kitchen, they were sitting around, drinking. The only people with weapons were Tommy and David. And they only had small guns.
“You’re a good person, David. I’m sorry about all this.” Tommy said. “All of this is my fault. I suggested we get re-fill the cooler so we stopped, there was a shoot out, Eddie ran into the woods, got bit, then we found you, and well, you know the rest.”
“We’re here now.” Laura said. “No point in thinking about what would have happened if you did something different. You know, that’s the number one reason people die when they’re lost in the wilderness.”
“What is?” Tommy asked.
“Shame. They die of shame.”
Suddenly, there was a scream, and Sarah, who was sitting right next to the door, was being pulled out of a werewolf.
“Help me!” she yelled back to them. The werewolf lifted her up in the air, on the otherside of the door, and bit into her shoulder.
The others saw this through the circle window on the door. David and Tommy jump up and kick the door open, firing at the werewolf. When they were done, the wolf and its victim fell to the floor.
“Oh no!” Tommy pointed and David saw that the other werewolves were also in the diner and were staring right at them, snarling.
“Oh crap.” David whispered. Then, a werewolf jumped from its spot and landed in front of the door. It ripped it off it’s hinges as it followed Tommy and David inside the kitchen.
Mike turned to run, as everyone else scattered, but the werewolf pulled him back, and bit into his neck, ripping flesh away.
David turned and fired, shooting the wolf in the head. Both the werewolf and Mike fell to the floor.
Mike started convulsing on the floor, screaming. Tommy ran up and shot him in the head, ending his pain.
“How many more of those things are left?” Tommy asked.
“Five.” David answered, looking through the doorway.
“Don’t shoot anymore. One of them might be Eddie.” He said looking at the bodies that came from the old werewolves, none of them being Eddie.
Then three more of the werewolves start walking towards them.
“Come on!” David shouted, pulling Laura out of the kitchen by going through the hole where the food is served to the waitresses.
David and Laura were running through the diner a werewolf lunged at them. Laura picked up a knife on one of the tables and jammed it into the creature’s eye! It grabbed the knife and tore it out and covered it’s eye as it howled, stumbling backwards.
Then two of the three previous werewolves turned and ran for the couple. David jumped up onto the counter, pulling Laura up with him.
Tommy and Kathy jumped through the food hole, out of the kitchen and into the diner. The wolf that was after them, leaned out, snapping, then soon started to climb over, after them.
Tommy and Kathy ran over and also got up on the counter.
“Now what?” Kathy asked.
The four remaining werewolves started walking towards the survivors that were on the counter. The lined up in front of the counter, getting ready to attack.
“Jump over them!” David shouted. Just as the werewolves reached the counter, the people jumped over the heads of the wolves and landed behind them.
“I guess your right,” Tommy said to David, smiling. “Let’s kill these things!” David also smiled once he heard Tommy say this.
One of the werewolves turned around, and David and Tommy both kept shooting it in the head, until both their guns were emptied. The werewolf fell down, dead, changing back to a human.
“Now run outside!” David yelled.
They turn and ran for the doors, but before they could get very far, a werewolf grabbed Kathy from behind. Kathy screamed as it dragged her back towards the counter.
“No!” Tommy shouted, turning around. Kathy pulled away from the wolf, and Tommy hit it in the face with his gun. “Go!”
Kathy turned and ran out the door with the others, leaving Tommy to the small pack of werewolves.
A werewolf snapped at him, ripping the sleeve of his shirt, but not his skin. Tommy started backing up, but tripped over the body of a dead one, and fell to the floor.
“Crap!” Tommy swore as he hit the floor. He dropped the empty gun and reached inside his pocket.
A werewolf jumped at him, but Tommy put out his legs, catching the werewolf on them, holding it up away from him.
Tommy pulled out the case of knifes (From way back near the beginning) and opened it, taking out a throwing knife. Tommy moved his legs, the werewolf falling to the floor.
Tommy quickly jumped up and rammed the knife into the side of the werewolf’s head, before it could get up. The werewolf began to howl as it stood up, as well.
Tommy backed up, shoving the knife case back into his pocket. Another werewolf jumped onto Tommy’s back, but he flipped it over his head, bringing it to the floor.
He turned and ran out the door, the werewolves giving chase, snarling.
Outside, Tommy looked around, but none of the others were in sight.
“Where the hell is everyone?”
“Up here!” Tommy heard David’s voice. He turned around and looked up, seeing everyone on the roof of the station. “There’s a ladder around back.” David informed him. “Use that to get up!”
A werewolf jumped out of a broken window and landed on Tommy’s chest, knocking him back against a gas pump.
As Tommy held it by the throat, keeping it’s head away, it snapped it’s jaws opened and closed, trying to reach him. Tommy reached back and grabbed the hose, taking the nozzle off, and rammed it into the werewolf’s opened mouth.
“Thirsty?” he asked as he turned it on. The gas sprayed into the werewolf’s mouth and all over its head. It backed away, whining.
Tommy pulled out a zippo. “Burn, baby!” When the werewolf began to howl, Tommy lit the zippo and flung it into the werewolf’s opened mouth, causing it to burst into flames, while still howling.
As the werewolf exploded, Tommy ran around to the back of the station, and climbed the ladder to the roof.
“You ok?” David asked as he helped Tommy up.
“Yeah.”
“You weren’t bit or anything, were you?” Laura asked.
“No.”
On the other side of the roof, Kathy was looking at them, arms crossed. What she’s been hiding from them, is not clear to them, but to her, it’s a small bite on her elbow.
David, Laura, and Tommy walked back across the roof towards her. Tommy saw a chainsaw lying there.
“We picked it up on our way up here.” David said.
“Good.” Tommy said. “Now we have something else to use since our guns ran out of ammo.”
“Is Eddie one of the ones that’s been killed?” Laura asked.
“Don’t think so.” Tommy answered. “Though I haven’t looked at the bodies recently, and I did just blow one of them up.”
“What time is it?” Kathy asked.
“About quarter to five.” Tommy said, looking at his watch. “That means the sun well be rising in about an hour.”
“Good.” David said.
Laura walked to the edge of the roof, Tommy and David following, Kathy staying behind.
“Maybe they won’t bother us up here.” Laura suggested.
“I hope they don’t.” David agreed.
“They can probily get up here just by jumping.” Tommy informed them. “They’re good jumpers.”
Laura turned around and saw that Kathy was gone! “Where’s Kathy?” David and Tommy also turned around.
“She wasn’t bit, was she?” David asked.
“She didn’t say she was.” Laura said.
Suddenly, they heard a growling sound and they turned, seeing a werewolf standing there, a waitress uniform, ripped at its feet. “Oh no.” David said.
“Get the chainsaw.” Tommy ordered. David reached down and picked it up, just as the Kathy werewolf lunged at them.
The werewolf went for Laura, but Tommy stepped in the way and punched it. “How’d that feel, huh?” he yelled at the werewolf. It punched him back, sending him off the roof and onto the fibreglass roof onto of the pumps.
Before David could get the chainsaw turned on, the werewolf jumped at him, knocking him down, the chainsaw leaving his grasp. David screamed as the werewolf bit down on his head. It started shaking it, trying to rip the head off.
“David!” Laura shouted.
Tommy was still lying on the fibreglass roof above the pumps. He looked down at the gas station. He saw the werewolf raise its head, David’s severed head in its jaws.
“Damn.” Tommy whispered. “I liked him.” Then, a werewolf explodes through the platform, right between Tommy’s legs!
“Holy crap!” it landed on the roof and grabbed Tommy. Before anything else happened, they fell through the roof and landed about 20 feet below on the concrete between the gas pumps.
Tommy was out of the werewolf’s grasp, so he rolled over, and groaned. “Good God.”
On the roof, The Kathy Werewolf was chasing Laura around, who was carrying the chainsaw.
As the werewolf swiped at her with its claws, Laura jumped off the roof and landed in the back of a pick up truck, dropping the chainsaw.
She stood as the werewolf landed on its feet, beside her. “Tommy, help!” She cried.
Tommy stood and started running towards the truck,
The werewolf swiped at Laura again, but just narrowly missed her. Then Tommy jumped and tackled the werewolf, causing them both to fall off the truck, landing on the parking lot ground, the werewolf landing on top of Tommy.
“Aw, Crap.” Tommy mumbled. He reached inside his pocket and took out another knife and slammed it into the werewolf’s throat over and over.
The werewolf got up, and howled, clutching it’s neck. Then Tommy stood up and slammed the knife into it’s chest.
It punched Tommy, sending him into the side of the station.
Laura jumped off the truck and onto the back of the werewolf, but it grabbed her and flipped her over its shoulders, sending her flying through the air and landing beside Tommy.
Tommy grabbed Laura and they rolled under another truck, and out the other side. They ran around to the pick up truck and Tommy took the chainsaw out. He pulled the string, the chainsaw roaring to life.
They looked around for the werewolf, but it was gone.
“Where’d it go?” Tommy asked. Then, the werewolf’s arm reached out from under the truck and grabbed Tommy by the leg, sending him to the ground. The werewolf started to crawl out from under the truck and up Tommy’s body.
It howled then looked down at Tommy’s face. Then it brought its head down, teeth bared.
Before the werewolf reached his face, Tommy brought the chainsaw up on its chest, causing it to scream and howl as its blood flew. Tommy ripped the chainsaw up through its head, so now the top half of the werewolf was split in half. He rolled it off of him as he stood up.
The werewolf changed back to a man. A man they both knew: Morgan Black.
“Too bad.” Laura said. “I thought he was pretty cool.”
Then another werewolf jumped at them from the top of a transport truck, but before it even hit the ground, Tommy swung around with the chainsaw and cut the head clean off. Once the body and head landed, it changed back to Kathy.
“Haven’t seen Eddie yet.” Tommy said. “How many are left?”
“Two.”
Tommy looked at his watch. “Sunrise is in 20 minutes.” He heard growling and they both turned, seeing the two last werewolves, standing, walking towards them, snarling.
Suddenly, the chainsaw died, and Tommy looked back down at it, then back up at the wolves. He kept trying to start it, but nothing was happening. “Oh great.”
One of the werewolves jumped and landed on Tommy, causing the chainsaw to go flying away. The werewolf snatches at Tommy’s face, but he held it back by grabbing its throat.
Laura ran over to the chainsaw and picked it up, trying to pull the cord. After a couple tries, it started up and she ran over to where Tommy was being attacked at rammed it down on the werewolf’s neck.
Laura backed up and Tommy stood up and backed away as the werewolf howled and stood up, clutching it’s neck.
The head fell over, only attached to the neck by a few strands of flesh. After a couple seconds, the head fell off and the body fell to the ground. Both Tommy and Laura watched the head for when it turned back to human form, and when it did, they saw it was the head of Eddie Bunker.
“Ed…Eddie?” Tommy asked, shocked.
“Tommy, I’m sorry.” Laura said. Suddenly, the last werewolf ran up and bit Tommy In the shoulder! Tommy yelled, pulling away and punching it in the face, causing it to step back a little.
“Laura, get out of here!” Tommy shouted.
“What car do I take?”
“I don’t care, just go!”
Laura turned and ran, just as the werewolf lunged at Tommy and grabbed him by the face, throwing him aside.
Tommy flew through the air and landed next to the gas pump he used to set that other werewolf on fire with. Since he didn’t put the hose back up or turned it off, gasoline had been leaking onto the ground for the past few minutes.
As Tommy stood back up, the werewolf leaped towards him. As the wolf landed beside hi, he turned away, grabbing the hose. He turned, swinging it, hitting the werewolf across the face with it.
The werewolf grabbed the hose and ripped it from Tommy’s grasp, throwing it to the ground, snarling. Tommy backed up against the pumps as the werewolf walked towards him. Once it reached him, it punched him.
The force of the blow sent Tommy back, knocking the pump over. Tommy jumped to his feet as gasoline erupted into the air like a small fountain. The werewolf jumped through the fountain of gas and landed in front to Tommy, snarling.
Tommy ducked down and ran behind it and jumped onto it’s gas covered back.
Across the parking lot, Laura was getting into their van they used to get there in. she got into the driver’s seat and turned it on.
The werewolf reached behind and flipped Tommy over it’s head, slamming him to the ground. It reached down and picked him up, throwing him against the side of the gas station.
Tommy looked beside him, and saw the shotgun Bear had been using. He stood up and saw Laura in the van.
He moved his arms, signalling her to leave. Laura shook her head and pointed at him. Tommy shook his head and pointed to his bitten shoulder, then waved away again. This time, Laura nodded. Tommy smiled, nodding back.
The van went into reverse and pulled out onto the highway.
Just then, the werewolf tackled Tommy to the ground again. “Son of a…” Tommy was cut off when the werewolf stood back up and lifted Tommy up by the throat, and flung him away.
The Van was now speeding down the highway, away from the gas station.
Tommy landed in a puddle of gasoline, more raining down on him from the broken pump. He stood as the werewolf leaped at him.
“Come on, you freak!” Tommy shouted at it. The werewolf slammed into him, sending them both back to the ground.
Suddenly, the werewolf’s hair starts to pull back into its body, and Tommy saw that the sun was rising. Thank God for dawn. He thought.
The werewolf face started to reform back to its human face. “Oh my.” Tommy gasped. The face is now completely human and it was one of the bikers that entered the bar at the beginning of the night.
“Now you’re going to fry.” Tommy said.
“You’re bit.” The biker snarled. “None of you stood a chance against us.”
“Yeah, but you’re the last. We kicked your asses!” then he aimed the shotgun up. “This is for my brothers.”
The Biker raised his arms and began to scream as Tommy fired the gun. The shot goes right through the biker and into the gas pump behind him.
Laura was driving the van down the highway. She looked in the mirror above her head, and in the distance, in the back, she saw a giant explosion that she knew was the gas station.
The van screeched to a stop and she looked behind at the explosion. She then put her head on the steering wheel and began to cry.
Later the next day, a man was driving down the road in his truck, listening to the radio.
“…And, in other news today, Mrs. Laura Johnson, a veterinarian from a small town in Arizona, is the only survivor of a brutal attack on a remote gas station by the Bunker Brothers. Mrs. Johnson and her husband had been kidnapped by the Bunkers and says they were going to use them to get into
Mexico. They stopped at the gas station, where the Bunkers reportedly went mad, killing over two dozen people. The gas station later blew up when a stray bullet hit a ruptured gas pump. Mrs. Johnson barely escaped. This is Alyssa Milton for 111.1 Newsbreak, and that is the news for today.”
THE END
3/29/2002 5:06:45 PM
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