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Rated: 13+ · Other · Death · #1196042
Strip clubs and pimps + an awesome ending.
It had been a couple days since the priest, and tze was quiet.
"Must have been good priest." Darren said.

Darren laughed at his own joke, but thought, was what he was doing really right? Killing human beings, so that tze could "live" in that room, where he couldnt even see her, or kiss her? Of course it was.

He had decided to go out tonight. Maybe a zombie hunt, maybe a human hunt.

As he walked, he saw a Bright red neon light that read-

"Viva La Morte- Bar, Grill, And living dead lapdances"

Darren approached the door, and it was caged, to keep the dead out. They took his rifle at the door, along with a $20 covercharge. Better be a good club, darren thought.

As He went in the dark, red bulb lit club, he heard bad german techno, drunk humans, and the moans of what looked like musseled zombies. darren went to a table at the back, were a hooker approached him.

"Need some company, Stranger?" she said, in a deep, french accent.
"As a matter of fact, i do, you would be just right for a friend of mine."
"Sorry friend, i dont do parties," she said
"Ohh, no, no parties, just my friend"
" Fine then, but if you want to do it at your house, than that costs double,"
"It will be worth it." Darren said, as he and the hooker left the club.

They left the club, darren got his rifle, mowing down several zombies on the way.
They got to his house.

"So you live here, Where is your friend?"
"Ohh, just in this room, make sure you show 'em a good time now!" Darren said as he led her into Tze's room, and locked her in.

"Hey, what gives? Who is thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!"

The last thing darren heard was the sound of skin and flesh tearing from bone, and then the sound of Tze eating. They were good sounds.

The next morning, he heard knocks on his door, so he put his jacket & pants on, made sure his Desert eagle was holstered, and knife, ready at all times, he said
"Who is it?"

"This is G-Masta Sneed, where is mah ho at?"

"I dont know who your talking about...." Darren could see, there were two large men, armed with SMGs ready to break down his door.

"But i dont appreaciate you reffering to ladies like that..." darren said, while grabbing his Rifle, and loading,

"If mah ho aint out heya in 3 seconds, its nighty night fo you fella!" Sneed said.

" Gimme a minute to say this, Your Lady of the night made an excellent snack for my friend!!!"

"THaTs it, enoughs enough!" Sneed said as he broke down the door.

Darren was already Expecting this, and had already shot one of sneeds men.
But that didnt stop sneed or his other man, so darren ran to the kitchen.


He grabbed a knife... slowed his heart... relaxed... bullets are wizing by, but miss...
darren aims, throws, snaps wrist, and the knife is released, and finds itself in sneeds shoulder.

" Son Of a Bitch!!" Sneed Yelled as he fell in pain. His purple suit started to turn reddish, black.

Darren gets ready to throw another one, when, he gets hit, with a sharp pain, almost enough to knock him back. He caught a bullet in his chest. The last guard had gotten him. darren got up, took two more shots, one in the chest and one in the shoulder. the guard reloaded.

Darren Shot out his knee caps. then his hands. Then his brains....


The house was a mess... and darren was about to die...

"Have to ffff-ffee-edd tze..." he said as he unlocked and opened tzes room.

She looked great, as always, even for a zombie, the blood on her shirt accented her infected eyes.

As Darren Spread his arms for one last hug, She tore into his neck. Tearing out the fleash. Darren did what he could to keep from screaming. He did not shoot himself either.

"Tze... likes-s-s h--he-r f--ff-fuh-food ll-l-i--vv-v--ee................."
He said. as she ate his skull. brains, feeding her, keeping her alive for the last time....


The End....

O.O


Thanks To :
Lyns- Redeyez- Concepts- eyediuhs- inspirations, and just being great.
Me- for writing
Anyone whos made a half decent zombie movie/ book.
Garrett- For being my best friend. And for loaning me the zombie survival guide-
READ THAT BOOK!!!

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