This new story creates a new world in your
mind! You will live through Gerardo’s latest mission, which was an aircraft
deal with Russia, but Gerardo’s on plane crashed, and now he is on a new
mission, a mission to survive!
And WE Crashed!
The violent
turbulence had just woken Gerardo up. The air hostess politely said “I apologize
for the turbulence sir, but I need you to put on your seat belt.”
“Of course.”
replied Gerardo with no fear.
Gerardo quickly
glanced around his surroundings and made a mental note that everyone was
terrified, some were tense, others were clenching on to the handlebars, and one
lady was actually crying. Gerardo wondered what everyone was worried about; it
was only a little bit of turbulence.
Gerardo
continued to play ‘Angry Birds’ on his iPad.
“Passengers,
this is your captain speaking, I am sorry to announce that we will be making an
emergency landing, the thunder storm and haze has limited our visibility and
the emergency fog lights are inoperable. We assure you that you have nothing to
worry about and thanks for choosing United …..”
The plane spun
around 360 degrees and the overhead compartments flew open, smashing people
with hand bags and luggage. Gerardo calmly put his iPad in its cover, he closed
his eyes as he braced for impact and thought of only Latina. Bang! His head had
hit the front seat, he took off what was left of his belt and glared awe struck
at this disaster, his iPad had shattered!
“I thought these were shatterproof!” remarked
Gerardo. Then he took a peek and saw his surroundings.
It was almost
pitched black except for a small fire near the back of the plane, Gerardo was
sure that he could smell blood.
“Anybody there?”
shouted Gerardo
“Yes” shouted a
girl who was apparently right behind Gerardo.
Gerardo grabbed
her by the hand and they both rummaged whatever they could find and put it into
a briefcase that was empty. The girl then saw the fire swarming in their
direction and pushed Gerardo out of the plane. She ran out herself with the
suitcase and fell into a puddle; Gerardo helped her up and then was relieved to
see that there were more survivors, five in total to be exact.
The survivors
all carried five bags with them to a tree that had branches large enough to let
them stay dry. Gerardo then threw his bag under the trunk of the tree and went
to sleep immediately.
*****
Dmitri let out a
sinister laugh as he held Latina in one hand and had a gun pointed at her head.
“Stop this” said Gerardo “Don’t get Latina
involved in this, can’t we talk this through”
“Your words have
no influence on me General Gerardo, the only way for you to save Latina is to
give up the plan for the commissioner of Mexican high command” barked Dmitri.
“Never in my
life” said Gerardo with a stern voice!
“Well then it is
too late” remarked Dmitri; he pulled the trigger and bang.
“NOOOOOOOOOO”
yelled Gerardo.
*****
Gerardo had
awoken startled and frightened, both by the dream and the lightning.
“Whew, it was
just a dream” exhaled Gerardo.
“Oh you’re awake, that’s good, and by the way
I’m Scarlett” said the girl who he had seen in the wreckage.
“Umm, ya, and I
am Gerardo, Gerardo Escobar”
Gerardo then
left his make-shift tent and was greeted by the other survivors.
“Hey bro I’m
Shaun Byrnes” said a tall 6’2 man.
“I’m Giselle
Yeager” said a short girl who looked frightened.
“Hey I’m Sylvia
Fox” said another woman.
“We could really
use some help, you know being in the middle of nowhere and all with no food”
said Shaun.
“All right
everyone, we need to make a survival plan” said Gerardo with a smear on his
face and great determination.
“Awe man, we
just woke up, can’t it wait?” groaned Sylvia.
Gerardo
disregarded that statement and began explaining how the group would work.
“We will all
work in a buddy system, meaning no one would ever be alone, we will always have
this tree as our base and we always have two people at our base armed with the
9mm hand gun for protecting it” said Gerardo.
Within a few
hours, the group had effectively figured out their location using the map and
GPS, they were situated near the Congo River in Congo.
“This tastes
horrible” said Sylvia spitting out her apple.
“You just wasted
a precious apple” said Gerardo.
“You know we
only have twenty apples in the first place with 5 remaining, we should respect
what we have and eat it”
Then Gerardo
barged into his tent and went to sleep angered at what had happened.
The sun glinted
in Gerardo’s eyes as he awakened. He dragged his swollen feet to the resource
gathering point and noted that they were all out of water.
“All our water
is finished!” shouted Gerardo.
That got the
attention of the group as they scurried to where Gerardo was.
“What happened?”
said Shaun.
“All of our
water is finished, would anyone mind explaining where the water disappeared to”
said Gerardo.
“I used it to
wash my clothes” replied Sylvia.
Gerardo was
clearly angered, he went on and on about how this could lead to their demise
and that Sylvia was unhelpful. He was even about to slap her when Shaun caught
his arm.
“Look, we are
all tired, frustrated and confused, but that doesn’t mean that we have the
right to turn against each other and blame someone for a mistake, we all are
confused and must work together for our survival” Shaun firmly stated.
Gerardo realized
Shaun’s point; it wasn’t going to get them water, food or any resources. So he
reluctantly apologized
Gerardo was
about to start the day’s agenda, but then Sylvia stared at his plague ridden
legs. She ripped off a piece of cloth from her t-shirt and applied banana peel
juice on it, and then she tied it to Gerardo’s legs instantly diminishing the
pain.
“Who taught you
this?” Gerardo asked.
“Well, I am a
doctor, so it only makes sense” said Sylvia.
Gerardo thanked
Sylvia and decided to keep the group on task, he was about to go hunting, but
the group members insisted it was best to let Shaun, Sylvia, and Scarlett do
the hunting while Giselle and Gerardo guard the base.
After hours of
vigorous work, the group had gathered water, twenty apples, and built a small
hut with Giselle’s expertise in wood work. Gerardo and the others peacefully
went to sleep that night in their new sturdy shelter, enjoyed dinner, and for
once shared a few laughs.
*****
After a
well-rested night, the group had awoken hearing unfortunate news, Scarlett had
collapsed while hunting and was now bed-ridden, and Sylvia had confirmed that
this was a form of malaria.
“Ok guys, I know
we have lost a member, but we must hurry and try our best to save her” Gerardo
yawned.
“We have other
problems, Undead, Wolves, and a storm” said Giselle running here all the way
from hunting grounds.
“What?” said Gerardo
in confusion “We need a plan, a plan in which everything will be saved” he
said.
“We can’t save
everything, but we can defend the base to save our supplies, Scarlett, and the
base, but the beacon will be lost” Shaun unsurely said.
“That’s right
guys, we can use my newfound gun to fight off the zombies” said Gerardo as he
polished his M16A4.
The rest of the
day had gone by quickly, and the group’s spine chilling moment of truth was
approaching. Gerardo had successfully taken care of the wolves using his air
freshener to keep their scent off, and now it was time for the zombies.
Gerardo and
Shaun planned to stayed in the front lines holding a club knife, while Sylvia
and Giselle stayed behind holding the M16A4 and the 9mm hand gun as the group
proclaimed the beginning of the so called ‘battle of Fort Gerardo.’
The group
decided to rest until the Zombies arrived, and Gerardo volunteered to stay
awake to alert the group.
*****
“The zombies are
here, the zombies are here!” bellowed Gerardo.
The startled survivors
struggled to get to their feet and grab their weapons.
Gerardo spewed
at the sight of these unearthly creatures.
The stench was
so mind-rattling that it twisted Gerardo’s insides out, their screams
shattered eardrums, the putrid sight of their unexplainably disgusting, filthy
and sickening faces reminded Gerardo of Dmitri Makarov.
Then and there
Gerardo and Shaun charged at the 100 000 strong horde of Zombies, killing
dozens with a strike. Sylvia and Giselle used the guns and decapitated many.
The battle raged for the night as the gang grew tired.
“Ouch” grunted
Shaun as a rock opened his skull.
“Shaun” shouted
Gerardo
There Giselle
cried as a Zombie twisted her arm at a three sixty degree angle, tearing limbs
and cracking bones.
Gerardo badly
injured himself, and had a bloody nose, but he had the courage to get up. With
this feat, the others were empowered to continue to fight, so Gerardo carried
the bed ridden Scarlett to the beacon while everyone fought there to make their
stand.
“Attack!” shouted
Shaun.
The group
mindlessly charged at the zombies without a plan. Sylvia went to Giselle’s aid
and Shaun was left fighting the zombies with Gerardo’s assistance.
“We can’t do
this forever” Gerardo said, “You need to take Giselle and Scarlett to safety.
I’ll stay here and make my final stand, go on without me!” cried Gerardo with
tears in his eyes as memories of Latina engulfed his mind.”
Shaun grimly
agreed to his idea and Gerardo charged at the Zombies, killed many hundreds,
but grew tired.
“It’s hopeless”
cried Gerardo.
“Aaahhh”
screamed Gerardo in pain as a zombie pulled his shoulder off.
He then
collapsed as another zombie smashed his head with a rock, and revealed
sickening wounds. Many zombies lurched towards Gerardo and cut open his body.
“I failed; I’ve
failed Latina, my family, and my friends. I am a failure!” he shouted as a
Zombie tore his spine into three pieces.
Then suddenly a
catalyst of faith appeared the sun. The light disintegrated the zombies as it
made contact with their skin.
. “Oh thank you
Surya, god of the sun for having pity on our souls.” said Gerardo while
coughing blood.
Then Gerardo
looked up and glared at his slayer, it was Dmitri Makarov.
Makarov stared
at Gerardo with watery eyes and said “I’m sorry, but these are orders from the
mafia, the mafia of the United States government.” He then shot Gerardo in
several places and left.
“The helicopter
is here, we are saved!” said Shaun scurrying to where Gerardo lay. Then he saw
Gerardo and said “Gerardo where are your legs? Where is your arm? Gerardo you
can’t leave us, I will bring a medic, hold on!”
Gerardo told him
“my time in this world is over; I must make my way to Shiva and lay peacefully
knowing that I got my job done.”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
screamed Shaun as Gerardo lay in his blood filled arms.
