A Dark Evolution (Book 2): Deranged by Jason N. LaVelle Read Free Book Online Page A

rock like a sledgehammer. Kala struggled to gain her feet and started running again, but there was no way she was going to escape.
    “Dylan!” she cried out. “Help me!”
    Dylan turned without stopping. He looked at her, then swiveled his gaze and took in the charging zombie. Then he looked forward again and continued to charge on ahead of her.
    “Dammit Dylan!”
    Then the beast was on her, leaping at her from her left side. She dove forward, narrowly avoiding impaling herself on the spiked end of her axe. Mega man flew over the top of her and Kala got up and ran again. She was only a few seconds away from reaching the tear in the chain link fence, then she could hide among the cars there. That was wishful thinking though. The big bastard behind her bellowed and ran her down in only a few steps, grabbing her short hair and pulling her off the ground. She screamed loud and kicked out, hitting him in a groin that no longer registered pain. Gigantor shot a fist out at her, meaning to break her face open. But Kala brought the axe up between them and his fist slammed into the blade with enough force to almost send the spike into her head, again. Oh gross, she thought as she watched the monster’s fist split in two.
    He was just as surprised as she was and dropped her to the ground. She rolled to the side, and as he was gaping at his now bifurcated fist, she swung the axe into the back of his knee, bringing him wailing to the ground. Shit, this racket is drawing them all to me . Indeed it was, they were coming from all over the parking lot now. Except the one that had been wandering out here before, she couldn't locate him. I have to shut him up, she thought, then swung the axe like a softball player at the back of his neck, wincing as his decapitated head rolled forward and his body collapsed into a giant muscled heap.
    She had no time to recover. Heaving her bloody axe back up to her shoulder, Kala ran again, toward the fence. I can't believe that bastard just left me there! Left me to die! And stole all my supplies, that I gathered! Argh! She was so pissed and blasted through the slit in the chain link without slowing. She would find her car, hopefully no one had stolen it, then she would get the hell out of here. But then where? Anywhere, it didn’t matter, she just needed to get the hell out of here, preferably in a big steel station wagon that could run down zombies.
    She didn’t expect to ever see Dylan again, so when his body came flying out from behind a car just a few dozen feet in front of her, she startled. Then she saw why. Another dead one, the one they had seen wandering in the field, had caught up to him. As she ran, she watched the creature leap onto a car and dive for him. The dead landed on his back, flattening him into the ground. Dylan immediately shoulder rolled, slashing out with his knife. He stabbed the zombie dead center in the chest, going for its heart. But then it stuck there, and the zombie didn't stop. He hit its sternum, Kala thought, referring to the bone most people thought of as the breastbone. Dylan tried to remove the weapon but it was lodged in the bone. The dead one pinned him down and hammered Dylan’s face with a vicious set of punches. The boy cried out, then the creature cried out, opening his mouth wide in a primal scream. Dylan watched as the creature lunged for his face with those open, stinking jaws. Just before he bit into his face, Dylan heard a thunk , then the face shuddered forward and stopped, then lifted up.
    “I should have let him kill you,” Kala said. She held onto her axe handle, the spiked end was lodged in the dead one’s skull. She pulled back on it, yanking the spike out of the bone at the same time the zombie fell backwards.
    Dylan crab crawled backward, attempting to get to his feet, but Kala stopped him with the point of the fire axe hovering over his belly. She stood, legs apart and tall, with him beneath her.
    “I scrape you with this axe and you’ll