Over the Wall

“Shit” Janis cursed in a whisper. Jo simply stared at the man kneeling before him, hands out and clasped as they trembled and shook with fear, lips quickly formed breathless words as the man was both begging and praying for his life. “Fuck.” He cursed some more, it wasn’t meant to come to this, not like this. He lifted his arms before throwing them down in a small fit as Jo raised the Mossberg 500 up and close to the man’s forehead. “Please man, I don’t want to go out like this! Not like this, in some dark and wet street.” The man was abiding Jo’s precious time. “Please ma-.” 

Click and a crack, as a dozen pack of pellets were slung through the air and through the man’s skull. It caved in the bone with the impact and energy as blood spew forth with threads of hot and thick blood, large tendrils of it spewed and slathered everything in a dark crimson as the man collapsed to the ground, his body twitching slightly in response to the loss of it’s most important body part. 

A shrill scream punctured the quiet veil of the deathly still night. The wife was like a banshee at the sight of her husband’s now former brain as blood steamed quickly in the cool winter’s air. “Shut. The. Fuck. Up!” Jo whipped around, the butt of the gun slammed like a hammer into the woman’s jaw as she choked up and fell over, the impact was hard enough to both crack her jaw and knock her unconscious.

“Fuck!” Janis yelled, obviously taking his rage out on the ground as he lifted the glock 17 and fired two rounds into the cold, hard cobble. “Fuck, fuck. Fuck!” He cursed and yelled, slinging the handgun as hard as he can, it’s black, sleek body flew through the air before landing into a pit of snow. “Why the hell did you have to do that?” His temper was rising, as he spun around to meet with Jo’s quiet and cold face. 

“I had to d-.” He didn’t get a single sentence out before Janis reared back and planted a kick square to his chest. It was hard enough to make Jo recoil from the impact, but not enough to make him stumble. “As I was saying.” He choked out, a hand flew up to grip the spot where he was kicked as he could feel a broken rib sloshing around inside of him. “I had to do what I was told. He took from the Pin, so he had to take whatever punish he was due for.” His voice was light yet heavy. Like a smoker who’s slowly regaining their voice after a lifetime of abuse. 

“So why didn’t we do something else? Huh? Do you think they’d really know, that they would found out? Man they ain’t got enough eyes to cover the streets, they can’t do shit if they didn’t what shit had went down.” Janis complained, flinging his arms down in another fit of rage as his anger was always hard to control.

“What do you expect us to do? Ferry them away to some hiding spot? Some mythical land that we can just store them until this all blows over?” He threw his arms up in a gesture to the fucked city they current stand in. A city of plague and despair. Countless bodies of young and old where strewn across the road and sidewalks, across cars and various turned over objects. Blood had frozen over, it left behind slick puddles of red to slip on, as a blanket of quiet remorse blanketed the city and all those who laid in their final moments.

“Well, gee, I.” Janis was at a lost for words, and ideas. “I don’t know. I would’ve- I could’ve thought of something! If you’ve given me.. Me the time.” His voice was becoming softer with each word. Truth was, Janis didn’t want to do this for the killing, the looting or all the wrong things that you would do when the world was ending. He was doing this, thinking he could help those in needs, those suffering and those who are cold and hungry, alone and afraid. But right now, he was cold and hungry, alone and afraid. 

“Fuck. I don’t know man. I just.” He didn’t know at this point, all the things he tried to do right, where going wrong, and whatever went wrong was praised as right.

“Come one. We need to get back home and tell Dennis it’s done.” Jo planted a stern hand on Janis’s shoulder and shook it lightly, trying to stir the man away from his intrusive thoughts and apathetic mind.

“Yeah…”