Alive and Fighting: Revelations Read Free

rain and shriek, five massively loud crashes sounded from the Hive. Spike turned to Craven who had already taken a large rifle out from under his show table. Craven nodded and tossed two 'Four Eye' to Spike, who grabbed them from the air and turned back to the market where the Gravers were panicking.
                  "Take what you need to defend yourselves and get home! All guns are loaded!" Craven howled over the sounds of terror before he began handing out weapons to all the Graveyarders in sight.
                  Looking back towards the Hive, five streaks of color shot out of the roof of the Hive like rockets in the sky, heading directly for the market. Landing like cannonballs amidst the Bazaar, Hivemind and his Horsemen emerged from their crash landings, standing motionlessly and the crowd stopped and stared at them. With dull, rust like, red bronze flesh and bulging necks, the Horsemen were monstrous. Adorned in chains, they appeared as terrifying prisoners, with the ends of their metallic leashes in the left hand of Hivemind. Remarkably human at first glance, Hivemind’s chest still appeared human, save a long scar running down its middle. His arms though had the same rusted hue as his servants, save his right hand, which had long ago melded around a long curved blade. His face was completely covered by a tattered gray hood that was draped over his shoulders like a shroud. After an hour long second of silence a scream came from somewhere in the crowd, and with that, the chains fell from Hivemind's grip, and his Riders broke free.
                  Making matters worse, zombies streamed out of buildings, manholes, and nowhere from all directions, converging on the Bazaar in seconds. Rose was frozen in place, the screams of Gravers and zombies blaring all around her. She was so terrified that she couldn't even bring herself to move as a zombie came charging straight for her, teeth bared, ready to feast. Then, she could hear nothing but a high pitched ringing. The beast that had seconds prior been bearing down on her was gone. Spike rushed forward, 'Four Eye' barrel smoking slightly. He fired it twice more and the ringing continued in her ears, deafening everything. Spike turned to face her, taking her arm in his free hand.
                  "Zz zzzz zz zzz zzz zz zzzz!" Spike’s mouth was rapidly moving, but Rose could only hear the buzzing. "Zzzzzz zz!"
                  Rose floated behind Spike as he guided her through the crowd of Gravers and undead, slowing occasionally to blast a zombie out of their path. Twice Spike was forced to double back, as their escape routes had been blocked by hordes of approaching zombies. Rose could barely think, the image of Hivemind still burned against her mind's eye. Her thoughts only replayed the moments of terror, Hivemind dropping the Horsemen's chains, The Riders falling from the sky into the crowd of people, the hordes of undead flooding the market. Still she followed Spike until suddenly she couldn't move at all. Spike felt her arm jerk in his hand and he whipped around to see her other arm in the grip of a Rider.
                  "Zzzzz zzzz zzzz!" Spike bellowed, drawing the second 'Four Eye' Craven had thrown him.
                  Spike slammed his finger against the trigger, unloading all four barrels into the Horseman's chest. His shoulders flexed lightly as the buckshot flew through him, adding dozens of holes to his already puncture ridden body. The rider holding Rose by the arm was Pestilence, the tallest of Hivemind's guard. Towering over Spike at nearly eight feet, Pestilence's free arm shot out, smashing and throwing Spike clear of the fray into the limbs of an oak tree. Pestilence lifted Rose off the ground by her forearm and his piercing white eyes met hers. His eyes were the last thing she saw as she blacked out, hanging three feet off the