Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse
Chapter 60: Didn’t See This Coming

Most people had the wrong understanding of exactly who and what Wrath was. Rage and anger were only a tiny part of what made Wrath, Wrath. And while Dimitri had those traits in spades, Wrath was also about retribution and revenge.

Once he got started, it might take him years to finally end someone’s life. But you could be assured that he would destroy every aspect of their life before being so kind to finish theirs. Most people who were targeted by Wrath usually prayed for their death for years before he finally granted their wish.

René was in for a good time.

’I’m already there,’ grunted Salvatore as he stood in the corner, starting at the massive bed in front of him. The six cots were arranged in a circle around the bed so that once they got Hattie back, no one would be able to take her away from them again. ’What’s happening?’

"Pride has found a new body," replied Envy, and Salvatore could feel the rage coursing through the demon. It spread out of the entity and into his own body until he was almost trembling in rage. "And we tend to stick together."

The blood in Salvatore’s body froze at Envy’s words. ’I asked you about that before,’ he spat, his eyes narrowing in rage at Dimitri’s knife. Maybe Alicia outlived her usefulness...

"It wouldn’t matter if you killed her or not; our Little Star doesn’t see René as hers anymore," replied Envy, reading Salvatore’s mind. "Pride chose René when he and Luca fished our woman out of the icy waters as a child. When there was no one else around, Hattie built him up in her head, thanks to Pride, but now that Alicia is in the picture..."

’She won’t fight?’ snarled Salvatore. He was almost feeling abandoned by the woman he had only known for less than 48 hours. ’She won’t fight for us?’

"She’s been trained not to fight," shrugged Envy. "And frankly, she doesn’t need to. If you want to be with her, you need to prove yourself, not the other way around."

’So, Pride found a new body,’ growled Salvatore, his chest vibrating enough with the sound that the rest of the men in the room sat up and stared at him.

"And with that new body comes six men who follow it," continued Envy, making sure that the sense of urgency was buried into Salvatore’s bones. It would be easy for him to find a new host, but he liked Salvatore and wasn’t willing to give him up without a fighting chance.

"What?" growled Luca as he rose to his feet. "What is going on now?" The man had yet to relax enough for his accent to come back since Hattie disappeared.

Holding up his hand, Salvatore silenced the other men as his head cocked to the side. ’Tell me what needs to be done.’

"How do you feel about the underworld?"

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Salvatore was lost in a trance that let everyone know he was talking to the voice in his head.

’What be goin’ on?’ growled Dimitri, reaching out to the demon inside of him. Normally, he tried to keep some distance, but not this time. With the expression on Salvatore’s face, he knew he needed to embrace all aspects of himself if he was going to get what he wanted.

The voice rose from the darkness inside of him, and a low chuckle echoed throughout his head as he felt the shadows that accompanied the voice gripping his mind. "Are you sure you want to know? I don’t know if you can handle it."

’Tells me,’ demanded Dimitri, never once looking up from the grindstone in front of him. Back and forth, back and forth, the normally soothing motion wasn’t working at the moment.

"René is out," came the response. "His demon has found a more suitable body."

’And?’ sneered Dimitri. ’Good fer René.’

"Ah, if that is how you feel, then I guess I’ll take a second look at our Kitten’s newest protector," shrugged the demon before slowly retreating back into the darkness. "After all, there has to be seven bodies, but they don’t have to be you."

’Who’s carin’ about de bodies?’ replied Dimitri, rolling his eyes. ’Yous more dan welcome to be leavin’.’

"Oh, did I not tell you? The Kitten stays with us... we are her servants; you are just the meat sacks that hold us. If it’s not you... then you can say goodbye to Hattie." The laughter in the voice made Dimitri see red as he snapped his wrist, embedding the knife in his hand across the room and into the wall.

’Fuck dat,’ he snarled, coming to his feet. Striding over to where the knife was buried to the hilt, he pulled it out of the wall. ’No ones gettin’ close to my Kitten but me.’

"If that is the case, then I suggest you survive the coming days," shrugged the voice. "We can reevaluate your usefulness after the storm."

’Storm?’

"Mmm, the metaphorical and literal one, I’m afraid. The snow outside is going to make it hard for everyone here to survive. After all, the cock sucker didn’t exactly plan for this weather," chuckled the demon.

"Fuckin’ Hell!" growled both Dimitri and Salvatore at the same time.

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For the first time since she had been reborn, Alicia felt a twinge of fear as she gazed out at the falling snow. O City was in the southern part of Country M, a place well known for its heat all year.

She had been born, raised, and died in N City, as far up north of Country M as you possibly could get. When the apocalypse came, there was no snow, no storm to prepare for. In fact, N City didn’t get any precipitation for the entire ten years she had survived.

In fact, she had prepared more for a drought than anything else.

"You look worried. What can I do to help?" asked René, coming up behind her and rubbing her arms.

"It’s snowing," she replied, pointing out the window as if to prove her words. "I didn’t see this coming."