Rules of the jungle
Fifteen minutes later they had both loaded the entire bed of the truck with the gear he had stashed in his closet along with tons of canned food and water.
His truck also had a hard bed cover so no one would be able to get into it without spending a good amount of time trying to break in and before that happened, he would have already sent them straight to the underworld.
Damon went finally pulled himself into the driver seat of the truck and looked at Cassie who was looking at live news reports on her phone for information.
"How are we looking?" Damon asked Cassie while reaching under his seat and pulling out a black case.
"A few riots are starting to pop up and the people are beginning to panic but we should be able to get out of the city relatively easily if we leave right now," Cassie said before putting her phone down and watching as Damon opened up the black case and pulled out a black SIG-Sauer P226 with a white symbol of a scythe on the side of the gun.
"It was my uncle's weapon when he first started getting into the dark side of the world. He executed his first man with this weapon, he said the man begged on his knees before my uncle put a bullet in his head.
That man was the largest and wealthiest child trafficker in the world at the time. He put the symbol of a scythe on it and then continued to reap the lives of the vilest of people around the world before giving it to me.
This gun has 64 executions." Damon looked at Cassie who was looking at him with surprise and some happiness on her face as it wasn't often that Damon shared information about his uncle's life with her.
"It's yours now," Damon said while handing it over to Cassie who took the gun hesitantly.
"I guess I'll just have to rack up the numbers in the future in honor of your uncle." Cassie joked but was serious at the same time.
"You didn't forget how to use it right?" Damon smirked at Cassie who quickly pulled back the rack before releasing the mag and checking that it was good before loading it back in and snapping the rack back in place and making it ready to fire.
Cassie looked at him with a raised brow and a smirk.
"Show off." Damon chuckled while driving the truck out of the garage and onto the city streets.
"I learned it from you." Cassie retorted
"I don't remember teaching you to be a show-off as part of the lessons," Damon said while making sure the streets were clear and pulling out onto a main road and driving.
"I guess your memory is going out old man." Cassie rolled her eyes but they both quickly tensed up as they saw a huge crowd of people on a street and a whole bunch of cops in riot gear while a few cops were shooting some man but he wouldn't go down.
"Woah is that one of the infected your uncle was talking about?" Cassie pointed to the man the cops were shooting but from a distance, they couldn't really see the man to well except that his skin looked really weird.
"I think so," Damon said while driving slowly through the streets full of people while some banged on the sides of his truck. Not that he cared as the thing was already beat to shit.
"No more police! No more police! No more police!" A group of people shouted before one of the cops in riot gear started hitting on one with a baton creating a frenzy as the whole area turned into a complete battle zone.
Skkrrr!
In the distance, Damon and Cassie saw a white van pull up out of nowhere and come to a quick stop before the van side door slid open and two fat men in dirty clothes and some white pillowcase mask came out.
"What are they doing?" Cassie got a bad feeling as she watched the fat guys grab onto a young teen girl who had been knocked onto the ground during the huge commotion.
One of the big guys grabbed her legs and dragged her toward the van while the girl screamed and tried to dig her nails into the concrete, but the other fat man stepped on her hand making her scream out before they tossed her into the van and took off.
"Fuck." Damon shook his head in absolute disgust, and he actually felt guilt for a second knowing that he could save her.
He had the skills and the weapons to save her, but he wouldn't.
He could save her today but what about tomorrow or the next day? If he didn't get out of the city now the chances of them being able to get out later would be close to zero.
At least he felt some guilt though, that let him know he was better than those fucking scum.
Damon looked over at Cassie who had a few tears going down her cheeks as she watched the streets go by.
It made her remember the life she had before Damon. The nightmares still haunt her to this day.
Most women she knew didn't realize how lucky they were. They would freak out over some guy hitting on them and they would scream harassment before spending hours on social media talking about how guys are disgusting and horny.
They were the people who had never actually seen a man get mad, not angry where the man throws a tantrum, no mad, where they feel the desire to punch someone's skull in until their brains scattered the pavement.
She has. She understands the real power that each man holds inside of them, the violence that men are so good at holding back and resisting.
Even the nicest and most kind men could see red when pushed to the limit and it was the kind ones who ended up being the most violent when the dam broke.
It was thanks to a modern society that most women didn't have to face the wrath of a man's power, but now it seemed like that was all about to change.
Both Damon and Cassie could feel the change coming. Good times had created weak people.
Millions of people in America who cried about their pronouns or people who couldn't stand the idea of someone else having a different opinion on the internet.
They already considered all of these people dead weight. Useless.
To survive in hard times takes a willpower these people couldn't begin to fathom. They couldn't even live with the gender they were born with, there was no way they were going to live in a world where you could die at any second.
Damon and Cassie didn't see a city anymore, they saw a jungle and now you're either the predator or the prey.