The Warriors: The Power of the Insane, The Warriors [sight word readers .txt] 📗

Bitch!” mumbled Georgia, preparing to detonate the bomb on the arrow.
“No...really...you can’t...hahahaha!” The Beatle let out a mechanical laugh and began to dissolve into blue mist!
“No!” yelled Georgia, trying to get a hold on her, trying, and failing. Failing that, she pressed the button on the detonator, but the arrow only exploded into blue mist! The Beatle had gone.
Once again, a small victory, but an important one.

Part 5: The saddening Conclusion.

“So, what do we do now?” asked Jake, gazing at the hundreds of Zombies stood in the warehouse, gazing at the Warriors.
A couple of ordinary people had escaped during the fight, one had stayed to help, but was unfortunately, frozen to the spot after witnessing Nicki go from being a dragon, back to a human.
“Georgia, is your power back now? Can you help them?” asked Verity, out of breath.
Georgia looked at the people. “They have no higher brain functions. The extent of my help is to give them one goal and they will carry it out, even if it kills them. They can’t stop. They can only keep going. Whatever the Scarlet Lady did to them, I can’t undo it. I can’t give them back a mind, or a consciousness.”
“So, if you tell them to go home...”
“They’ll go to whatever home they once knew. But what good will that do? They’ll go home and their families will only get a zombie on their front door. An empty human that doesn’t recognise them.”
“What about if we take them to a mental hospital?” asked Fury, supporting Nicki.
“And have a few hundred brain dead people turn up suddenly on the headlines?”
“What if we kill them?” Nicki asked.
Georgia looked at her, noticing something different about Nicki all of a sudden.
“No, Nicki.”
“What if I take care of them?” asked Jake, suddenly.
Georgia looked at him.
“I can but the retail park. Seriously, I got shit loads of money after my parents died. I can keep them here, look after them. Sam, here will help me, won’t you, Sam? After what you’ve seen?” he looked at the one sane human, who cowered beneath everyone’s soft gaze.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. I mean, I got nowhere else to go. Got no qualifications. No home. Nothing to do. I only got shit loads of money to live on. And maybe I can get government funding for opening this ‘Home for the Brain Dead’. Or something.”
Georgia just looked at him.
“And, you say I got a psychic ability, it’ll give me time to tame it, or something. And anyway, they won’t need much looking after. And if you ever need an army of zombies, you’ll know where to come.”
Georgia stared, dumb-founded.
“That’s great. Now, can I have medical attention? It seems I got used as a human shield.” mumbled Nicki.
“OK, Jake. I trust you. And if you ever need help, you’ll know where we are.” Georgia said.
“Sure thing, Georgia.”
Georgia paused. “Hey, I never told you my name.”
“What? Oh? Guess I’m psychic.” He winked.


Epilogue.


“Now, Nicki. We’re doing this because we love you and we want you to get better again.” explained Fury, holding a spliff.
“I won’t do it!”
“Don’t be unreasonable, Nicki.” Fury held the spliff up to her mouth and lit the end.
“You can’t make me!”
“Well, yeah we can.”
Georgia held out her hand, ready to take control, but Nicki yelled, “Fine! Fine, I’ll do it! Just don’t do that!”
“Good dragon.” mumbled Fury.
Nicki took the spliff and put it to me mouth. Breathing out the smoke, her body instantly relaxed. The whole group breathed out.
She took another drag.
“Now, do you want us to throw these away?” asked Fury, holding up a packet of Piriton.
Nicki stared at it. “On your head be it. I may have been a little insane these past few days, but...oh my God.” Nicki paused, looking around the room. “WHY IS TIHS PLACVE SO TIDY?”
Fury laughed.
Georgia didn’t relax, however, noticing something of a change in Nicki’s eyes. Something was stirring. Something big. And something...bad.

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