Chapter 8: A lifeline

In a dreary dark home was a Zooman child wiping his singular eye. He can hear crunching noises coming down the hall.

"Mom I'm hungry" he cries half asleep.

(He makes his way through the dark hallway decorated with rebar, stone art, and family photos of mom, dad, son, aunts, uncles, grandmothers, and grandfathers capturing the high key points of their lives.)

he makes it to his parents' room and can see his mom slumping over his dad. 

"Mom?" he said while slowly opening the door. With a creak, she snapped her bloody head over to him and pounced

"Ahh!" he stumbled back causing the beast to miss his face by an inch or two. He ran down the hall. he burst through his front door but right before he could leave the beast was able to get a claw on his shirt and pull him in. 

Luckily for the kid, a foot went right past his face and pinned the beast down. he then riddles the beast with bullets causing the kid's ears to ring. 

"We got a kid over here!" the soldier shouted to his squad mates.

The Zoomans escorted the Zooman child towards the vehicles behind them for transporting.

A single Zooman is commanding a squad codename, Woodman. A Stern older man with a scar on his lip. He is guiding civilians to a vehicle that is more like an armored bus. It is a M37 Hunk. mounted are two turrets operated inside the vehicle. The rate of fire isn't high so it is incapable of shredding massive hordes all on its own. Its goal is to transport civians which are up to 48 seats for adults. Its light armor will keep them protected from small arms fire.

"WAIT! My wife is still here somewhere!" a Zooman said as he tried to make his way out of the military encirclement.

"Get a damn move on!" Woodman shouted while shoving the man with his foot. "Well do our best. Save your own god-damn ass."

"Sir, don't you think this is too harsh? You had a wife yours-" Before the clueless soldier could finish his thought he was stricken across the face by the hilt of a gun. 

"Say another word boy and I'll have you running into the enemy territory naked!" He spits.

"Yes sir!" the boy crawled with a new wound to accompany him.

"Let that be an example to the rest of you! NOW EVAC THE CIVS AND...GET...It MOVEN!"

The unit toward the center to look for more civilians, plenty escaped on their own but the city had plenty of stragglers with SOS beacons up. But the Crew could hear the earth shake. The debris on the ground rattled together. Soldiers could be heard saying prayers.

"HORDE INCOMING!"

"GET IN POSITIONS MEN!" Woodman spits on the floor and stands behind his men while the gun is on their vehicle and aimed at their flanks.

accompanying the footsteps was large thumps most likely from a large beast making its way causing the soldiers to piss their pants as they some haven't seen real combat throughout their entire lifetime. 

Coming around the corner was a tall beefy black beast, with razor-sharp teeth black eyes, with hands that could crush four men's heads at once. Its long tong curled out and licked its teeth. It made a loud screech and charged with each step making indentations.

"FIRE!"

Out of every corner human-sized black skin with white strips, black-eyed and covered in muscle began sprinting around every corner. 

"SIR WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE THINGS!"

"IM SEEING IT A THE FIRST TIME AS YOU DIPSHIT!" Woodman could see that even though they were outnumbered the enemy had no range weapons. He watched the huge black monster.

"What the fuck are you." the woodman said under his breath. 

"Sir! Looking good looking good. Not a single loss or break in our lines. The formation you propose is a success." he pauses "Are you okay sir." He watched as the woodman's eyes widened! 

"He's coming."

The soldier turned to look at what Woodman was looking at. The hulking mass was rushing directly at them and ramming through all his cannon fodder. 

"FOCUS FIRE!"

It charges, Crashing into dabree and vehicles knocking them to the side. Sparks flew off its body but it was too late to stop it! it stood 3 meters tall with Zoom and pissed himself as he watched in horror. he was then kicked to the side with a thump!

"BREACH!"

It crushed it stomped and consumed! They couldn't even resist as he picked them up and champed off heads.

The Armored bus charged in trying to run the beast over as its guns proved to be ineffective. The beast grabbed both sides of the truck and began squeezing. It lifted the truck and began making indentations on the side.

Woodman was in despair. The civilians are too close to the beast. Not even Arial support will save them. "May god help us all" 

the gunfire sounds lessons. The sound of the bus dropped with a thump. Aman wearing metal technical armor glowing red with steam and heat emanating out was standing on the bus holding something.

It was the beast's head!

"I ain't too late for the party am I?"

Boom!

A beast shot as it almost pounced on the man. "You always are Vigor!"