Children cried in their mother’s arms.
“Let us through,” one man yelled.
“We have children,” a mother yelled.
“What about the rest of us, huh,” another said. “You’re just gonna stand there and let us die?”
“For Christ Sakes, man, let us out.”
“Help us.”
Sgt. Cooper heard enough. He raised his M4 and with force, yelled, “Everyone stay the fuck back or we will open fire. We have orders to secure this location and will not tolerate a hostile crowd. Stay calm and we will…”
“Stay calm?” a ginger-haired man stepped forward. “How the fuck do you expect us to stay calm? Are you blind? Do you not see what’s going on? People are dying and you’re just there on your high horse acting all mighty and powerful because you wear that stinking uniform. You should be ashamed to be a part of such a disgraceful government.”
Sgt. Cooper hopped off the tank, accompanied by two of his men. He got up into the ginger-haired man’s face and said, “Sir, get back. This is your final warning.”
The ginger-haired man’s wife and daughter watched on. She pleaded for her husband to back off. “Gabriel, let’s just go. Please.”
Gabriel turned to his wife, “They won’t let us out of the city, and I’m not dragging my family back into that death zone.
“You might want to listen to your wife, sir. This doesn’t have to get ugly.”
Gabriel turned to Sgt. Cooper. “Fuck you,” he spat. Then, he turned back to the hostile crowd and at the top of his lunges said, “Come on people, are we really just going to let them run the show? Are we going to let them determine whether we live or die? You see what’s happening. Our friends and families, our co-workers and innocent strangers are dying and the military isn’t raising a finger to help. We need to fight back. Fuck them. It’s up to us. Who’s with me?”
The hostile crowd cheered, all behind him. Gabriel turned back to Sgt. Cooper.
“Better listen to these people, Sargent.”
Sgt. Cooper aimed his M4 at Gabriel. “Back the fuck up. Now!”
“I’ll meet you in hell.” Gabriel swung at Sgt. Cooper, knocking him to the ground in a daze.
The military aimed at the crowd. Gabriel stared them down. Sgt. Cooper got to his feet, pulled out his 9MM and pulled the trigger, and the gunfire reported.
Acknowledgments
Thanks to all who’ve participated in this project in whatever way, shape or form. Those people include:
Nikki
For portraying Tia
Abby
For portraying Emily
Lexi
For editing DAY ZERO and all of her “Holy Crap” moments during the film practicing
Kevin
For portraying Kenneth Patterson, and coming up with his sadistic persona that will be revealed in Book 1
Shawn
For portraying Derek Hanson
Matt
For portraying Wolf
And others for participating in general.
A special thanks to the other creators of THE PLAGUE for choosing me to be the first to write in this series, and start the journey for our soon-to-be beloved characters—allowing me to pave the way to the future writers of the series.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ryan Cecere was born and raised, and currently lives, in New Rochelle, New York. He has been writing stories and acting them out with friends ever since he was in elementary. Writing was once a hobby, and now he has decided to take his love for creating stories to the next level by publishing his work.
THE PLAGUE is a project him and his friends (John Rayner—CEO & Founder of Rayner Electronics; Chris Esquivel, and Scott Lucas) created back in the summer of 2014. Not only has THE PLAGUE: DAY ZERO been assigned to him to write, it is also his first published work.
More Books to Come…
THE PLAGUE: END OF DAYS
THE NELSON FILES Cases
Co-created and co-written with Scott Lucas
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