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Planet Terror: Hell Breaks Loose
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She was crying when she awoke, tears streaming silently down her face. Bette murmured something, wrapping her arm tighter, sleeping through Helena’s quiet sobs. It was dark outside. She could hear the quiet murmurs of the guards to the side of the house, on the perimeter where Bette had informed her, infected tried to enter. They planted two extra guards just outside of the house and Helena could hear them debating whether the infected did indeed have brains. Helena was certain that one of the women was Alice—sure enough, the other was Lara. She carefully untangled herself from Bette’s embrace and sat up. When she reached the doorway of the house, she turned the corner and came upon her friends.
“Hey, hey!” Alice whispered, stepping closer and wrapping Helena in a hug. “You’ve been crying! What’s wrong? Why are you up?”
Lara guessed that Helena had had a bad dream and cleared a spot on the bench where they were sitting for her. “Do you want to talk about it?” She said calmly.
Helena shook her head. Then took a deep and shuddering breath, nodding instead. After she told them, Alice merely shrugged.
“Sweety, it doesn’t mean that Bette is actually going to die, or that we’re all actually going to die.” She said simply.
Lara agreed. “Maybe it just means that you have to remember that you’re the one who brought us all this far, really. Without you, we’d be lost. You’ve gathered us all together, and who knows, you may even gather more.”
Alice nodded, rubbing Helena’s back. “That’s it, exactly. Your dream was telling you to remember that you have it in you to keep us all safe. You’re strong and capable. Maybe it’s hard for you, being unable to run around, using your gun leg, cutting down zombies—maybe it’s hard to remember how strong you are.”
The three looked thoughtful for a moment. Helena wondered, “Are they really zombies, or are they infected? Because it’s just not the same thing, you know.”
Before either woman could answer her, a shout was heard from the front.
“What now?” Alice grumbled. Just then, she heard the low moans of the infected. At least 20 approached from the side. Shots rang out from the front and shouting began.
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Nice try, Alice, but you’re just not the leader type. Psycho Jenny terminating her creator was a neat bit of poetic justice. Planet Terror is shaping up to be a classic page-turner, and at the heart of it are two deeply sympathetic characters. Helena’s nightmare had better be displaced anxiety and not a hint of things to come!
The more you write and the more I read the more I like this cant wait for another update. thanks
This story had a little bit of everything and that’s what make it so good. Great update! And just like the infected I keep coming back for more.
Damn! That was at turns hilarious (Goddess & She, IC, Jenny), sad, and completely terrifying. This story is just bloody fantastic… you’ve always got me on the edge of my seat, you make me crow with laughter, and you’ve made me really like and care about Bette and Helena together. I don’t have enough thumbs to put up to relay how great I think this story and your writing is. Anyway, post the next soon, helebette. Thanks!
Did you see Omega Man? I frickin love this story
thanx for the fantastic update. u r doing a great job with this story. please update soon
I am officially scared – I need to go read something romantic – Ligea’s Poet springs to mind. Great update.
That Jenny is one tough critic. I wonder if she can take it as well as she can dish it out? But there must still be beauty left in this nightmarish world if she find the one for her, another label-lover.
I love it and can’t what to see what will happen next please post soon