The Survivalistas

Chapter 11 Mica’s eyes flew open as the voice came through the CB over Topher’s head. Fighting through the nauseating pain in her head she got to her feet, making her way to the front of the bus and grabbed the mic. She’d only caught the words, lyric, Big Moose and Piper. “This is Piper’s sister Mica, please repeat Big Moose.” She said into the mic. “Mica this is Lyric in Big Moose, we were wondering if your group could pick up supplies while on your way. Anything... food, medical, clothes, would be helpful.” “Let me check with Piper.” Setting the mic in the cradle Mica keyed her headset. “Piper, Lyric just contacted their wondering if we can pick up supplies somewhere along the route.” “There's a Wal-Mart just outside Lowville.” Topher said, glancing at her then back to the road. “T says there’s a Wal-Mart outside Lowville. I don’t remember there being any big box stores up in the mountains, might be our only shot.” “You know things never go well when survivors go into those place...

**** Piper was furious, hot righteous rage poured through every millimeter of her body. She glared at Donovan as he spoke to Mica and Ava. The boys had been lucky that Gavin and Donovan had come out with her. When she’d found the one crying on the bus floor holding his crotch with his pants undone, she’d been tempted to take Ava’s gun and shoot him herself. Gavin put his hand on her shoulder and she flinched him off. “Piper, Mica’s fine, you can’t blame yourself for this. It’s a new dangerous world.” “I don’t blame myself, currently I’m blaming Jacob for bring them on the bus in the first place. The kid is a giant pain in my ass.” “What do you want to do with him?” Piper looked up at Gavin, his eyes were hard and she realized he was as mad as she was. Gavin loved Mica like she was his own little sister. “Donny said we can leave him here.” She shook her head and looked back at the girls. “Let Mica decide.” Donovan got to his feet and came to where they stood in the back of the bus. Gavi...

So Book 3 has taken some surprising turns that I didn't even see coming folks. Which is pretty interesting since I'm the author. I have to admit that Piper and Mica are two characters who have had minds of their own as I was working on this. I'd be going in one direction completely happy with the way things were progressing and then bam... monkey wrench. I guess that's one of the reasons it's taken so long for me to get through this book. Well that and all the extra research I had to do. But it's finished and once the last segment has posted I will be uploading the entire book on Smashwords. This actually gives me a breather to edit and what not. I'm curious as to who would like to see the series thus far posted as a boxset. I received 1 response which was yes, but I extended the poll (top of sidebar) to see if anyone else wants to weigh in. I've started book 4, originally named Cleo but now Chloe, (don't ask) somehow she has morphed from my original...

**** Mica heaved herself, a thermos of chicken soup and the wiggling puppy, she had dubbed Barbra after discovering it was a girl, into the bus. Barbra immediately ran over to her makeshift crate and huddled in the blanket Mica had put in there. The tiny puppy didn’t seem to like riding very much. Mica turned her attention to Ava. The new addition to their group sat in the same spot they had left her. Sitting on the cracked green seat, her back against the side of the bus, knees pulled up to her chest. They’d been lucky. The school had been taken over by Gavin’s biker gang, who were taking in survivors. The gang had been ballsy enough to go to the Med Redi for medical supplies and had discovered a nurse hiding out there. He’d been able to put a cast on Ava’s wrist, but without x-rays they couldn’t tell how bad it was or exactly how long the cast should stay on. Erring on the side of caution he’d told them a couple months at least. Ava looked up as Mica approached. “I brought you some c...

Chapter 10 Mica looked at the young woman laying on the seat, she was pretty when you looked past the cuts and bruises. Reaching out she brushed a few strands of hair off other woman's face. Sighing she pulled out an alcohol pad from the first aide kit on her lap and began cleaning the tiny cuts. “So is she ok?” Camden asked, peering over the seat in front of them. Mica gave him a looking asking if he was stupid, then said, “does she look ok?” “He means was she bit?” Jacob popped up next to Camden looking down at them. “Not sure yet, but I doubt it.” Mica replied, dabbing at a cut on the girls cheek. The woman moaned and shifted on the seat. “Why do you doubt it?” Camden asked. “She’s clean, has supplies… She was somewhere safe. Besides look at those guns.” Appreciation crept into Mica’s voice. “This girl knows how to take care of herself. She would have been fine if Piper hadn’t wiped out in front of her vehicle.” “Yeah well take good care of her, Hot Stuff, we might have to repop...

They hadn’t left quite as early as Piper had hoped. Wrangling grumpy teens out of bed wasn’t as easy as her mother had made it seem. But now they were on the road, Piper and Gavin on the motorcycles and the rest of the group in the bus. Topher was still a little sketchy driving the behemoth, but he was getting the hang of it. Communicating through headset walkie-talkies, Gavin and Piper scouted ahead for road blocks, zombies, and other survivors. With a burst of speed Piper popped out of the four way stop and took the corner to fast, dumping the old bike. The sound of an on coming motor was surprising and terrifying as the huge SUV barreled toward her. Her bad leg was wedged under the bike, making it impossible for Piper to get up. The SUV jerked to the right, skidded with a squeal of tires over the embankment and into the tree line. With a feeling of helplessness she watched the blonde head in the driver seat bounce around then the airbag deployed. The sound of breaking trees, crunchi...