Just Another Day in the Wasteland

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic

Dusten is a man who travels the wasteland...nothing but him, his trusty kukri, a pistol and his hunting rifle to keep him company...

Dust blew around in the abandon town; nothing made a noise except the whistling of the wind. A zombie was slowly making its way slowly past the destroyed cars and broken buildings. Dusten took a deep breath and held it, slowly squeezing the trigger until the rifle fired. The sound of the rifle was like a crack of thunder. The bullet flew in the air until it hit the zombie in the head. Dusten stood up, his short light-brown hair and dark brown trench coat blowing in the wind. He scanned the area; there were no other zombies in sight. Walked to the exit of the roof he was on and climbed down the stairs. On his way out of the building he passed bodies of other zombies and skeletons of those who perished in the war. Dusten entered out back into the street and continued his way down it.

 

He spotted a convince store. He was running low on food so he decided to check it out. He moved the glass door which was broken and bent. Dusten used the nozzle of his rifle to open the door. Stepping inside quickly and scanning the area with the rifle, Dusten removed his shades. He moved carefully across the store to check the aisles for any zombies. When he knew it was safe he lowered his gun and started looking for food. He moved down one of the aisles hoping to find something good to eat. Only eating canned beans and stale bread, he was overjoyed to find a can of fruit and a box of Sugar Bomb cereal. Just as he put the canned fruit in his satchel, somebody yelled at him and the sound of a shotgun being pumped. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing you thief!”

 

Dusten looked to his left, to see a man hidden by shadows pointing a shotgun right at him. Fuck how the hell did I not see or hear him? Dusten thought. “Place your rifle down on the ground and stand up!” the man demanded.

 

“Hey now can’t we talk this over?” Dusten asked, doing as he was told.

 

“Shut the fuck up you mother fucker and do as you were told!” the man yelled, as Dusten stood up. “Now turn around and put your hands on your head!”

 

Dusten turned around and touched his hands on his head. He could hear the man walk up to him. He grabbed Dusten’s pistol and tossed it aside along with both of his Kukris. “Come on now we don’t have to do anything rash,” Dusten said before he felt a blow to his head, the last thing Dusten saw was the floor growing closer.

 

Dusten’s head throbbed in pain as he opened his eyes. He was hanging upside down from the ceiling somewhere dark. Blinking a couple of times, his eyes finally adjusted to the dark. Dusten looked around, he seemed to be in a cooler with what seemed to be dead animals or something else hanging from the ceiling also. He could hear heavy footsteps growing closer so he closed his eyes pretending to still be knocked out. The footsteps stopped in front of him. For a moment everything was silent before the man grunted and left. Dusten waited for the sound of footsteps you disappear before opening his eyes. He tried leaning up to reach his boots, but gave up after three failed attempts.

 

He took a deep breath and sighed. “This is some pickle I just got myself in,” Dusten mumbled to himself.

 

He looked around once more and saw something hanging not to far beside him. It didn’t take him long to form a plan. Dusten started to sway himself, slowly at first, but he was soon able to swing himself over to the thing hanging beside him. He grabbed on to it. Whatever it was, it was wet and sticky, and it smelt terrible. He climbed up it and dropped down. The weight of him falling broke the hook that held him and the chains off the ceiling. Dusten flipped himself so he landed on his feet crouching. He stood up and looked down at his hands to see they were covered in blood. Taking a closer look at the thing he grabbed onto, he realized that it was a human. Not a zombie but a person who was mutilated. Dusten shuddered a bit and left. He quietly walked towards a door on the other side of the room. Trying to open the door proved useless since it was locked from the inside. Dusten sighed and looked around the cooler. There were bodies of people hanging from everywhere.

 

This man is a complete psycho, Dusten thought.

He searched around for anything that might help him out when he heard the foot steps again. Thinking fast Dusten jumped on a table next to the door. The door opened and the man walked inside once more and headed towards where Dusten had been hanging from. Dusten jumped of the table and moved through the door, closing it, and locking the door. He let out a sigh of relief but jumped back as the door made a huge bang as the man rammed into it. Dusten stuck out his tongue and than turned around. He seemed to be in some kind of basement. Dusten found a set of stairs down the hall from the cooler which he climbed. He opened the door and found himself back in the store. On the counter beside the cash register was his gear. Grabbing everything quickly, Dusten heard the sound of a door crashing against the floor and someone running in the basement. “Well guess it was too good to be true,” he sighed, drawing his kukris.

 

“You think clever mother fucker…I’m going to enjoy gutting you,” the man growled as he reached the top of the stairs.

 

Dusten turned around to face the man. He was a big fat person, with balding grey hair, with a full grown grey beard. His eyes were black and beady looking. He wore a dirty white dress shirt with swamp-green overalls with blood stains on them. His teeth were yellowish and he was missing a couple of them. The man lunged at Dusten with a machete, but was surprised when he was no longer in front of him. Dusten landed behind the man and stuck both of them in the man’s back. He grunted, reached behind, and grabbed Dusten and threw him down on the ground. Dusten rolled to his right as the man slashed at him. Pulling out his pistol, Dusten shot five rounds into the man’s head. He fell over onto the ground with a loud thud.

 

It took Dusten a moment before he stood back up and pulled his kukris out of the man’s back. He kept the pistol aimed at the man as he sheathed them. Just to be safe, Dusten shot the rest of the clip into the man’s head and left the store. The glare of the sun hurt the eyes, but it didn’t matter he had a pair of shades for that. Dusten pulled out the shades, but one of the lenses was broken out and the arms were bent. He sighed, “Yup just another day in this hell hold of a wasteland.”

 

Dusten threw the shades aside and continued down the road leading out of the town. Wherever it took him, he didn’t care because nothing in the wasteland was a match for him. Nothing.


Submitted: May 22, 2011

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headoverheels91

Wow it's awesome X) I really like it the main character is cool...I'm picturing him as a cowboy lol

~keep up the great work!

Sun, May 22nd, 2011 9:55pm

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Thnx and I'll probably be making more short stories revolving around him :D

Sun, May 22nd, 2011 4:18pm

headoverheels91

That's a good idea! :D maybe you should give him a friend...he couldn't always travel alone X)

Mon, May 23rd, 2011 1:51am

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Lol I willz XD

Sun, May 22nd, 2011 7:42pm

Imagine Words

Go dustin, go dustin, what was that creepy shop keeper doing with human bodies O_o strange

Wed, June 15th, 2011 9:47pm

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0.o who knows?!?!?!? mwhahahahaha

Wed, June 15th, 2011 3:14pm

Khano

This is the strangest albeit awesome thing I've read today. Zombies?? shopkeepers?? I've never read anything like it. My seventeen year old brother would quite enjoy this. lol.

Fri, June 17th, 2011 6:13pm

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lmao awesome :D

Fri, June 17th, 2011 5:39pm

truebloodismylife

luuuuuurved it! please make more stories on the main caracter! he's awsome!!!!!!!!

Sat, June 18th, 2011 4:32pm

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Lol don't worryz I will :)

Sat, June 18th, 2011 9:34am

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