The rising

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Jaymee Sipped her cup of water as she looked around the empty kitchen, her eyes grew heavy as she tried to stay awake. She set her cup down and let out a deep sigh, she tapped her fingers on her glass waiting for the rest of the house hold to wake up. It has been 4 years now sense high school and things just haven't been the same, as friends we lived together so there was no problem there but now Isabel was in school. It seemed like just yesterday she was following Jaymee around like a lost puppy.

James woke up feeling a bit odd, he scratched his head and walked down stairs in his boxers not caring who was awake. He opened the fridge trying to find something to eat
Jaymee looked at him. "You know not every one wants to stare at your abb's." She teased him then yawned. "Besides i don't think the new girl wants to see that when she first wakes up."

James turned his gaze to Aston." Just to the food mart." He shrugged

Isabel peeked around the corner. "I want to go!" She squeeled then latched onto James arm.

Jaymee laughed at Kyle's comment and gave him a playful push.

Aston nodded and smiled. "Alright, Let me get dressed first" She called to James as she slid up and around the corner to make her way upstairs and put on jeans and a tee-shirt. Her Footfalls were light and quick as she came down stairs. With her fast pace, She was having a hard time slowing as she came around the corner of the kitchen to fall and crash into James sending them both onto the floor.


Kyle watched as the catastrophe took place... He only smiled as he caught Jaymee's hand on the way back from her shove, He held it there for a moment before he broke into a laugh and placed their hands ontop of the table not letting it go. He smiled as he watched Aston make her play to fall ontop of James- "ooooooh, Shit is getting real" He teased, And only after realize he said this infront of a 7 year old

James eyes widen as Aston fell on top of him."Whoa we haven't even been on a first date yet." He teased her, then he stood up and held out his hand to help her up.

Jaymee stared at there hands and smiled, she used her other hand to hide her smile while leaning on it then she looked at james.

(shortpost)

Canaan found the broom.. Dustpan as well. She walked back into the living room and swept up the mess and then grabbed her clothing, putting on the back-less, strapless red shirt that matched her arm sleeve. She snapped the top collar around her neck, the fabric holding her rather thin and tall frame tightly. She then slipped on her skin tight, brown pants and walked to the door. She grabbed her brown combat boots and laced them up, staring in the mirror behind the door at her flat hair.

She then gave a blank stare to the others, her zombie like face showing she needed something to wake her up.

" I need more ciggs..." she then turned to Ashton and smirked.. " And vodka.. " she placed her hands lazily at her side and waited for them all to get ready for their trip to the store, wondering if they were walking or if she'd have to ferry one of the girls on her motorcycle.

Aston took James's hand and as she was pulled to stand she didn't release his hand. She stood next to him and laughed before she merely nodded in reply to Canaan. "Mhm... And LOTS of vodka." She laughed before she turned to Jaymee. "Anything for you? " she questioned still with the grip of James's hand .

Kyle kept his attention on Jaymee. He disregarded the others and just let a soft smile warm the mood before he let out an exhale of innocent laughter. "You really a cute one, aren't you? " Kyle laughed and scratched his neck as his brows lifted in nervousness.

James soon realised she hadn't let go of his hand, he scratched his head and looked at her." Uh I don't know I'll get something there lets go." He recommended the started to walk out the door still holding on to her hand, he shoved his other and into his pocket once he grabbed the keys.

Jaymees smile grew bigger she new she couldn't hide it after he said that." Thank, your not bad your self." She said winking at him.

Isabel soon hopped out of the house and slid into the car then she closed the door and buckled up waiting for James and Aston.

She simply nodded to Ashton, backing away from them all to watch them walk out the front door. She waited until they all were a few paces ahead of her. Her silver eyes simply watched them, she started to chew on the inside of her right cheek, noticing how close they all were to each other. She then shrugged it off, reaching on the mantle to grab her black motorcycle helmet and black leather jacket. She zipped up and walked to the driveway, pulling out her keys to her bike and shoving it into the ignition. She flung herself onto the bike, it bounced slightly under the sudden weight as it roared to life. She placed her helmet onto her head and revved up the engine. Wasting no time for those damned cigarettes she turned the wheel and sped out through the grass, the bike jumping slightly as it sped over the curb and into the street. Soon Canaan and the black bike disappeared down the road, making her way to the local store... The rest of them would catch up, eventually.

Jacki tapped the steering wheel with her finger tips as she pulled up to the house. Rolling up her windows she turned off the ignition before stepping out of the car to retrieve her bags from the back seat. Taking no note of the fact that the others were already in another car she yawned and began to dry the bulky suitcases up to the front door. "I'm hommmmeeeeee." She sang before flopping down on the couch, kicking her legs up to relax.

Aston dropped James's hand before moving her way around to the passenger side. She exhales and closed the door. Not bothering to buckle her seatbelt. She watched Canaan fly off on her bike before the rubbed her eyes, bringing her to full wake.

Kyle's eyes widened at the familiar chiming of Jacki's vocals echoing into the kitchen. He blinked once before he looked to Jaymee in question. His eyes searching for recognition.

James walked to the other side of the car and slid in now aware of who just walked into the house, he put on his seat belt and started the car. He slowly pulled out of the drive way and started drive off down the street.

Jaymees eyes widen as she heard a familiar voice, she stood up and ran into the living room to see Jack laying on the couch. "JACKI!" She screamed then tackled her giving her a big hug.

Jacki grunted as she was tackled and hugged Jaymee. "Hey fatty, get off! You're like six hundred pounds!" She teased. "Go on a diet or something." Grinning she shoved Jaymee onto the floor and slipped the rubber band out of her hair so it fell loosely down her back. "Did you miss me?" She asked as a small smirk twitched at her lips.

Canaan's eyes watched the road as she drove her bike 11 mph above the speed limit. She had a pit stop she needed to make and still needed to catch up with the others rather quickly.. She turned onto a street on the left, just two blocks away from the store.

She hopped off her bike, turning the engine off and stuffing the keys into her pocket of her jacket. She took her helmet from her head and rested it on the seat. No other cars or bikes were parked in the front of a small, run-down bike shop. Canaan looked around, inspecting to see if anyone was even at " Ol' Blue's " bike shop. She shrugged and walked inside, banging on the metal door.
" Where is everyone..? " she spoke quietly to herself as her silvery eyes scanned over the bikes inside. It was abnormally silent today. Even Ol' Blue, the mutt-hound that ran around, didn't come to greet her as he normally would. Canaan's breath became low as she slowly walked down the side hall and around the right corner in the far back. She made her way to the office that was hidden in the back of the small building, peaking around cautiously. Her right hand made it's way to her back, reaching under her jacket to feel for the gun holster that was specially designed within the seams of the inner lining of her biker's jacket. Suddenly a cough sounded from inside the office. Recognizing the cough, she slipped her hand out from her jacket and smiled softly, knocking on the door. Ol' Blue's deep, old bark sounded out twice and an old man's voice, gruff and deep rang out.
"That you, kid? Come on in. "

Canaan slipped inside, looking the old man over and shaking her head.
"You've been drinking again, haven't you Pop? Thought the doctor's said no more of that shit?" she reached down and patted the mutt-hound's head, scratching behind it's ears. " Hey Blue.." She then walked over to the desk, taking four bottles of bourbon and whiskey and tossing them in the trash - all empty, without a drop left.. The old man shooed his hand in the air.
" I gotta reason, kiddo.. Ya ain't heard the news yet have ya?"
"No.. What news? I don't watch that load of shit, you know that.." she grumbled lightly, averting her eyes from her father's drunken state on the chair. His eyes seemed dead, his face red as if he'd been crying. Canaan could tell.. Something had happened. " What happened, pop..? " she said with a quiet, concerned voice. The man's eyes looked up at her own and he choked up, taking another swing at the half empty bottle in his hands. What he said next, made her heart skip a beat. Her eyes widened but she quickly gained her composer.

"Jermey and Kim.. and the boys.. They were found dead this morning in their house.. A massacre is what the police were sayin'.. It's been goin' on for a little less than a week now. 32 homes in the city have been broken into.. and all the families massacred... You better be careful, Kiddo.. Since your mom.... I just can't loose ya, too.." he began to sob but Canaan supposed from all the shit in his system, he was tired. Moments later the old man was passed out in the chair, bottle still in his hand. Blue wondered away to go curl up by the dying fireplace. Canaan walked to her father and wrapped a blanket around him, taking the bottle and throwing it into the trash. She then walked away, locking the office door behind her and walking back down the hall. She opened the closet door before leaving, taking a back pack and a shoulder bag and swinging them onto her body. The metals inside clanking together. She then looked at the wall, pictures of her youth covered in dust.. Her mother and father, holding her up on her first bike. Her first race she won with Jermey. Kim's and Jermey's wedding.. the twins. Canaan's old military photos and war pictures.. All her medals and ribbons hanging to collect dust now. And the final one, Her father and herself standing near her Mother's grave-site the day she was buried. Canaan chewed the inside of her lip, reaching up to dusted off that one single picture of her mother and gave a soft smile before turning to leave the bike shop.

As she walked to her bike, she looked across the street just in time to see three police cars speeding with their sirens and lights flashing. They were headed in the direction towards the store's area. Canaan made a clicking noise, suddenly remembering the others would be headed there soon. She let her bike roar to life again, revving up the engine as she hopped back on and sped away from the shop. She sped up even faster and it wasn't long before she reached the store, along the way she noticed where the police had gone just a few houses up on the street behind the store. All stopping in front of a house. Fire trucks all scattered around, blocking the road off. Luckily the store was down the hill and able to access. Canaan parked in front, hopping off and taking her bags with her. Looking through the blackened lens of her helmet as she watched what could be seen of the police trying to enter the house... But soon another truck backed up slightly and took out her view of the scene.. Canaan shrugged, pretending nothing was wrong.. But inside her gut she knew something wasn't right. She walked inside the store, cautious as she made her way to the back where the beer coolers were, almost forgetting about her damned cigarettes...

Kyle smiled when he saw the happiness in Jaymee's eyes and he himself lit up. He let her hand go as she rose and she lead into the living room. He followed her with a smile and watched her go tackle Jackie. With a happy smile he spoke to the female "Welcome home Jackie"

Aston's hand rested on James's leg. She smiled as her face turned red. Not only because of the child in the back, But her sexual desires. her teeth bit onto her lip and her eyes scanned between the road and James's eyes

Jaymee flailed as she was pushed onto the floor, she sat up and looked at Kyle and blew her hair out of her face. She then fixed her gaze back to Jack "Of course I missed you!" She cheered then hopped up off the ground.

James looked at her hand and smiled he had it figured out, he used his hand and unzipped his pants then he dropped his wallet onto the floor "hey Aston will you pick that up for me? " he asked trying to hint to her. He turned back for a second to see what Isabel was doing he saw she was gazing out the window. He then fixed his gaze back on the road and grind.

"Good. I would have to kill you if you didn't." Jacki huffed and leaned back with her arms behind her head.

Kyle's grin was warm when looking at the happy meeting between Jaymee and Jacki. He moved his way into the livingroom, then took a seat on the floor near them, but facing Jaymee. He spoke to Jacki calmly- "So, Jacki, why are you home so soon?" he said with a smile.

Aston smirked and turned back to see what Isabel was doing, Noticing her uneventful beaming to the outside, She Slid her hand up James's leg before nodding "mhm" She smiled and pulled down his pants and boxers slightly before bending towards the wallet, Her hands slid over his legs as her lips parted and slid around his shaft, her mouth moved around as well as her hand, when grabbing his wallet-

Jaymee looked at Kyle and shook her head to jacki's comment.

James gripped onto the steering wheel as her lips wrapped around his shaft sending chills up his spine. He turned the corner as they became closer to the store.

Isabel stared blankly out the window, she blinked as she saw a man limping around. She shrugged and pretended she didn't see anything.

Kyle's eyes widened in embarrassment- "No! I didn't mean it like that!... Im glad youre back, Jacki" He forced an apologetic smile. His eyebrows were raised in an uncomfortable angle. he wasn't afraid he insulted her... He was afraid Jacki would throw something at him. or even hit him....

Aston eyebrows raised in a pleasant smirk. Her fingertips lingered on his lap before she slowly pulled away and moving her hands over to his shaft so she could then straighten up, and set his wallet back into the consol. She smiled and bit her lip before sitting back in her seat-

James smiled with pleasure and pulled into the stores parking lot. He parked kinda close to the front and turned off the car, he slid out of the car and zipped up his pants stretching. James closed the door twirling the keys on his finger he slid them into his front pocket waiting.

Isabel unbuckled her seat belt and opened the door sliding out she quickly shut the car door and ran over to James and latched onto his arm. "Can i have a piggy back ride?" She asked looking up at him.
"Sure thing kiddo." He said then got low for her to hop onto his back. Once she was up on his back he stood up and waited for Aston.

Aston exhaled as she got no reaction out of him. She Slid out of the car and around the front. She walked over beside James and let out "We cant forget the vodka... and extra cigarettes for Canaan." She let out this in a sarcastic tone before letting her footfalls gently carry her to the front of the store... Her pace kept her even with James.

James turned his gaze to Aston. "Alright." He nodded then walked into the store looking around to see it a bit empty. He shrugged pretending like it wasn't a big deal, then he grabbed a cart and put Isabel into it and sped off to the snack isle. "Alright kid pick your favorite." He suggested then threw some chips into the cart.

Isabel looked around then saw some gummy worms. "Oh my gosh!" She flailed.
James looked at what she was pointing at and smiled, he grabbed the bag and threw it into the cart like a basketball. "Like a pro!" He said joking around with her. Isabel laughed then waited to see what Aston was going to get.

Jacki smirked and gave Kyle a playful shove. "Don't worry about it." Yawning she rolled over and waved them away. "I need to sleep. BE GONE!" She chuckled before dozing off.

Kyle exhaled in relief before pulling himself onto his feet and extending his hand to jaymee before giving a soft smile- "let's leave her be" -he chuckled lightly and suggested.-

Aston's eyes wandered through the chips. Picking out a few. She threw an organic corn chip assortment into the kart before she made eyecontact with James. Instantly she threw the other two bags of potato chips and funions into the cart. With a loud crash a few isles over. Her eyes widened to James. She didn't think much of it. Other than some people being stupid. She spoke softly- "vodka and cigarettes. And lots of it" she knowingly suggested to him, also giving them a reason to go to the opposite direction of the clashing of cans, bodies and the floor a few isles away.

Jaymee looked up at Kyle then took his hand and got up. She slowly walked onto the kitchen still holding onto Kyle's hand.

James looked in the direction the noises came from he shrugged then slowly started to head over to the vodka and cigarettes.
Isabel kicked her feet then looked be hind James to see people limping getting closer to them. "James, Aston." She whined then turned to look at them. James slid the alcohol in the cart then looked up to see what Isabel was whining about he saw a could of people limping and covered in blood and guts. "What the fuck " he said and picked up Isabel and held her close he grabbed Aston by the arm and stood in front of her "We need to get out of here. " James said then began to walk down an isle. Isabel looked up to see that they were following them and quickly buried her face in his arm. A man limped in front of them James narrowes his eyes trying to examine it then he heard screams from across the store the thing started to get closer he kicked it in the chest knocking it down then ran to another isle trying to get to the front door.

Canaan's hazy, silvery-hued eyes were glued to a box. The 24 pack of Budweiser wasn't what she wanted, she was just rethinking all of what her father had just told her. She hadn't even noticed the sounds going on outside the beer cooler she had entered. Missing Ashton and James and the kid coming in. She looked around, inhaling the cold into her lungs.
"Snap out of it, Canaan.." she whispered softly as she exhaled, her breath forming visibly into the air.

A scream cut through her train of thoughts. She opened the cooler and stepped out slowly, her packs she carried on her back and side stayed silent as she kept one hand on the shoulder bag. Her eyes shifted about the store as she crept up slowly, watching the isles to find the others. Her eyes caught sight of a gruesome looking man. Years of Military training and the two years she'd spent in the War, had taken almost all the fear out of her... But in this moment her heart sank. She felt the rise of adrenaline as the groaning, bloodied up man staggered to her. She reached up and waved at the hideous mess. A bead of sweat rolled down her temple.

Fear. Yet, inside her, that devious war hero was just itching to come out as another scream echoed from the other side of the store. Canaan heard the sounds she knew all too well. Bones crunching. The ripping of flesh. Canaan smiled and chuckled at this sight. Her lips parting as her cocky voice rang out. The only time she was never quiet was when she was afraid.
"Well ain't you an ugly son of a bitch!" As if the man didn't know she was there before, despite his staggered walking to her, his body turned a bit, gazing with eyes that seemed.. Dead.. He began a quicker walk to her, Canaan's hand instinctively reached under her jacket, thumb grazing along the gun holster embedded in her bikers jacket. The suddenly, two isles down.. A woman fell, Canaan let her eyes slightly follow the scene, the woman's screaming, arms flailing and scratching at the tiles as if she was trying to get away but being pulled back. Her tear stained face was wrinkled with horror as her blood curdling screams ripped through the air. Two more of the Ugly One's 'friends' were over-top the woman, biting into her, ripping apart the still living woman. Canaan's heart pounded, her cocky voice echoing. She was scared. What the fuck was going on? This must have been what got Kim and the boys...and Jeremy..The holster's snap came undone with a tiny click. "Game on, Bitch."

BANG!

The gunshot echoed, making her ears ring with the familiar sound. It sent a shiver up her spine. Her body turned from hot.. To cold. She nearly chuckled to herself as the gruesome man fell to the floor. bloodied bullet hole right through his head. Canaan looked to her right again, the woman had been ripped to shreds, a mess engulfing the floor of her various parts. Canaan's stomach churned. The smell of Death. Of blood. It was all too familiar. Her heart beat louder in her chest as the two whom had killed the woman began crawling out from the isle. The barrel of the CZ-75 (EAA Tanfoglio ) aimed for the one coming closer to her stance..

BANG! BANG!

The two shots echoed again. Canaan ran, leaping over the dead one in the center of the floor and over three isles. She stopped suddenly seeing the others. Thank fucking god.. She tried to regain her composure. The blank face showing no fear was what the kid would need more right now. She walked to James who held the little girl. Her ears rang as she tried to listen for more of the staggering footsteps. The were all heading to where she had just shot the gun. Canaan looked to James first, whispering almost to him.

"Ever handled a gun?" she looked to Isabel and looked at the shelf next to them. Easter had passed not too long ago and there were still some mini stuffed bunnies on the shelf on clearance. She took the small pink one from the shelf and stuffed it between Isabel and James. Paying was the least of her worries right now. Her eyes narrowed as they shifted around, searching for any more of the freaks and trying to think of a way to get them all out of the store.. Alive.