Reverend Apocalypse

"Look! It's a meteor shower!" shouted Mark's mother, already pointing to the sky. Mark quickly turned his head away from the Dungeons & Dragons game that was over the kitchen table and glimpsed outside, "Wow! I never saw so many before!" he said while seeing the dark sky full of white strikes. "Can you turn the TV on? Maybe there is something about it on the news." asked Mark's father while washing the dishes from the dinner. "That can wait. Let's take a picture outside. The meteor shower will not last forever. Come you two, quickly!" shouted Mark's mother, already grabbing Mark's father's arm and bringing him outside. "You too Mark!" shouted Mark's mother, already outside, and when hearing that Mark took a deep breath and forced himself to go too, he hated to take pictures, but his mother would not let him off the hook no matter what.  Mark grabbed his cellphone and walked outside. "Ok, you two, give a long kiss. After all, it's your wedding anniversary!" said Mark, already unlocking the phone and pointing at them. Mark took the picture of both kissing with the meteor shower as a background, and he admitted to himself, the picture looked nice, but when looking at his parents again, Mark saw that the white strikes in the sky seemed way bigger than before. "I don't think is a good idea to stay outside," shouted Mark to his parents. "Don't worry son. Look! Everyone from the neighborhood is outside too!" said her mother, looking at their closest neighbor while waving her hand. Mark looked at his neighbor and waved his hand too. The man smiled back at Mark and exploded. Blood splashed the ground all around, turning the lawn red, while the man's hand flew high in the sky and fell only a few inches from Mark's feet. Mark, astonished, looked down at his neighbor's hand, still with the golden ring on it, and looked back to where his neighbor was before. But now, Mark saw a small beast crawling from the hole made by the meteor, the beast was barely 3 inches in size but was growing at an astonishing speed, and not even 2 seconds later Mark saw a beast the size of a cat coming out of it and jumping on the neighbor's wife, that was still there, on the door, in shock, not believing what was happening. The cat beast was extremely fast and in a blink of an eye ripped the woman's guts out of its belly. The scream made by the woman seemed to wake up everyone around and Mark's father shouted aloud, "RUN!!!!" … Currently releasing one chapter a day.

kommers · Fantasy
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'Dammit, but if I tell them, they will want my rabbit!, I'm not giving away my three credits and my rabbit barbecue'


Mark gave a long sigh and put the head back on the table. He would think what to do with that eye later, but now, he would eat the fucking rabbit.

Mark grabbed the rabbit's body, and carefully sliced the rabbit belly with his knife, the guts and internal organs could be fully seen now. He put his hand inside and pulled everything, the cleaning was the worst part in Mark's opinion, it was disgusting as hell.

With the rabbit cleaned, Mark sliced its legs and other parts and inserted a small branch of a tree on the meat pieces, then threw salt and put it on the fireplace. Coal was not the best thing to use in a barbecue, but someone had to deal with what they had.

Seconds stretched into minutes and minutes stretched to half an hour, and the smell of roasted meat assaulted Mark's nose. It was a sign that it was going to be ready soon.

Mark was already salivating because of the smell. He could not wait to taste real meat after almost three months of only eating military meals.

After waiting a few more minutes, he grabbed his knife and made a deep cut on the rabbit's leg to check if it was fully cooked.

"Finally, it's ready," said Mark, while already grabbing the rabbit's leg and putting it in his mouth.

"Fu! Fu! Fu! Dammit, it's hot!"

But he couldn't care less. He bit the leg and started eating.

"Ahhhh man! It's sooo good!" said Mark, almost crying with joy while eating the rabbit's leg.

Five minutes later, the rabbit was gone. It was a rabbit after all. It had little meat, but for Mark it was worth almost dying for it.

Seated on his bed and resting against the wall, Mark looked at the rabbit's head. He was still unsure what to do with that green eye.

'Should I give it to the researchers? They may or may not give me a reward in credits'

Mark grabbed his phone. It was a luxury in those days, but he still had the same one from before the apocalypse and the army never ever requested for someone's belongings. It was their bottom line.

"Its seems we have signal today," said Mark to himself, seeing a single bar on the signal icon on the phone

The network was still working, but it didn't work every time, and they had free electricity here and a radio tower working, because it was a research facility, thus people could sometimes use the internet to talk with friends, websites was another thing, almost all websites were off, only a few from the army were still online.

Mark opened the chat app and started typing.

[Mark: Hey Frank, how are you my friend? Do you know anything about mutations?]

[Frank: What's up Mark, I'm still alive lol :)]

[Mark: Funny that you asked that. I heard a rumor yesterday, it seems someone grew talons after eating a chicken, but I'm not sure about it, the guy who told me that went on a transportation mission to another base today.]

'Talons? from eating a chicken? The heck?'

Mark glanced sideways at the rabbit's head over the table. 'Will I have green eyes if I eat that thing?'

Mark shook his head. He could die. Heck, he could have died already just by eating that mutated rabbit's body. 'It was stupid, but at least I'm still alive, and I'm not feeling Ill or anything'

Mark looked at the smartphone again and started typing.

[Mark: If you have any news about those mutations, let me know, ok?]

[Frank: What kind of trouble are you in now?]

[Mark: Nothing, I just heard something about it today]

[Frank: What you heard?]

[Mark: The guy said the plants are mutating, and from the get go of the conversation, the plants started mutating when the meteors with those beasts fell on Earth]

'Should I say anything about the rabbit?' Thought Mark, but shook his head. It was better to avoid it. He doubted the military would monitor the network because of the lack of personnel, but he was not sure if Frank would keep his mouth shut about it.

[Mark: Btw, I heard this from a researcher on an escort mission, so please don't spread it, ok?]

[Frank: Sure mate, you can feel at ease, and thanks for telling me, so that rumor about the chicken guy is probably true, right?]

'Chicken Guy? They even gave him a nickname already? Geez…'

[Mark: Yeap, probably.]

"Will they call me rabbit if I eat that eye?" Mark said to himself while looking at the eye again.

[Frank: I'm gonna get ready for a mission now, stay safe Mark]

[Mark: You too, my friend]

Seeing his friend getting offline, Mark pressed on the other photo from his online friends, Jane. That girl was crazy, but she was the best shooter he knew.

[Mark: Hey beauty, any gossip for me?]

[Jane: Look who is still alive!]

[Mark: I was busy fighting for my life, you know the drill]

[Jane: You? LOL]

[Mark: Geez cut me a slack please? I just came from a mission]

[Jane: sure, sure, if you say so… ]

[Mark: Let me ask you something. Did you hear anything about mutations?]

[Jane: How do you know about this?]

'So she knew it and didn't tell me anything? That crazy bitch!' thought Mark.

[Mark: I heard something by passing]

Mark waited a bit, but no response came from her, and after a few seconds her nick went offline.

'She must have run out of battery or signal,' thought Mark. It was a common thing for that to happen.

He waited a few minutes but seeing she was not coming online again he turned off his phone, electricity was granted in this base, but even so, it was not free, to fully charge a phone would cost one credit.

Mark looked at the rabbit's eye, and could not stop asking himself if he should eat it or not.

"Fuck it, let's have green eyes!" shouted aloud Mark, as if trying to motivate himself. He made his mind, he was going to eat the damned eye.