Noodles

Okay I have not really posted in a while but I need some help. I have a horrible case of writters block and I need some help. I will post the story below please help me.


Part 1
I Woke up to the smell of rotting flesh. My brother, Kevin, was sitting on the balcony with his two pearl handled Magnums, one in each hand. I jumped off of my coach and put on my black, leather trench coat and my steel toe boots. I grabbed my double-barreled shotgun and joined my brother on the balcony. We looked out onto the newly poisoned world. The destruction had spread out through the world in just a matter of three days. My brother and I happened to witness the cause of the destruction. We were workers in a factory that the destruction originated from. Unknown to us, another company was doing experimental testing under the facility.
Kevin and I happened to be at our annual family dinner when I got a strange phone call. I got a call from the factory that me my and brother were needed to come in for an important issue. I was going to ask him why when there was a deafening explosion on the other line, followed by the phone loosing connection. I told my brother what had happened and after arguing for a few minutes we came to agree upon going to see what was going on at the factory.
As me and my brother approached the building we heard gunshots coming from inside the factory. The building looked like it had been the target of an air raid. There was a green car demolished and on fire just a couple feet away from the front door. The windows to the lobby were all broken from the inside out and blood covered the glass. There were no dead bodies anywhere to be found but the amount of blood on the windows alone could have belonged to ten people. I heard another round of gunshots and decided to see for myself what was going on. I told my brother to stay in the car so if anything happened he could away. My brother did not feel like arguing so he told me that he would stay by the car. I cautiously walked to the front of the building where I heard the shots come from. I saw a figure in the window cornered by five people. As I looked closer I saw that it was a man. The man started shooting the people with the gun he held. He blew out the chest of the nearest person to him splattering the wall with blood.
I expected for the person to go down but instead it kept on walking. The person’s guts dropped to the floor as it continued to walk towards the man. The man shot a person that had managed to get close to him in the face. I cursed as blood sprayed him in the face and in his mouth. He turned to the window and motioned for me to meet him and ran into the next room. I ran quickly to the front entrants and opened it as he sprinted towards the door.
I heard him mumble that they were all dead. He ran past me and towards my car. I turned around briefly to see the guy that was once my boss. H e had his leg blown off but he was crawling towards me. As if he did not feel the pain. I closed the door and turned around so I did not have to see him. My boss came to the door and pushed on it. Since it was a pull door it did not open. My boss put his self in the sitting position and smashed his head through the glass door. I shook my head and decided that it was time for me to leave.
I saw my brother outside of the car fighting with someone who was eager to bite him. He managed to get the thing off of him and he dove into the car. The man I saved shot the thing in its kneecap as we neared. I kicked the thing in its head as I past it. My brother started the car as we hopped in. As we started moving, a thing jumped on the hood of the car as we past it. It bounced off of the car like a beach ball. I asked the man what was going on and who was he. He breathed in slowly and began his story.


Part2
HE told us that he needed to catch his breath. As we passed a farm he said that he could now begin his story.
“My name is Gunter Reeves. I worked underneath the weapons plant for only a few days but in that time I seen some wonderful but scary sites. I tried to stop my brother who was a fellow scientist but he believed that we should try to find out a way to make people live after death. We successfully brought a rabbit back to life but when we tried it on two corpses, the corpses were monstrous. These things we brought back killed four scientists and turned them in to similar things. I’m sorry that I evolved you all in this but, as you saw from the window all of the other scientists have been killed. As a grabbed the gun from a secret compartments a saw the number for you two and decided to call both of you. “
He showed my brother a card that held my cell phone number and old profession. My family did not know what I did for the three years I had disappeared. I had become a personal bodyguard for a man named, Quincy Jones. He was a friend but also a kingpin. He smuggled drugs and stolen technology into the US. I was a childhood friend so he chose me to be his bodyguard. One day, however, I told him that I didn’t want to work for him anymore. He said I knew too much to be let go. He pulled out a gun and I told him that if he wanted to live he would let me go. But he wouldn’t so I threw him out one of his twenty story windows. I killed about twenty people before I reached the lobby. I went threw alleys and backyards until I reached the airport. There I bought a ticket and headed to my brothers house in Atlanta, Georgia.
My brother looked at the card. His eyes went to me, and then back to the card. He started to laugh but stopped as Reeves gave me his card.” A detective… You laugh at me and you were a detective”, I said to him. He shot an evil glare at me and turned away.
As we continued towards my brother’s house I explained why I did not tell anybody where I was. I told him that I had many enemies in my old line of work and I did not want to risk my families’ life due to an angry drug lord’s suspensions that I am a rat or an under-cover police officer. My brother looked at me and said that he stopped being a private detective because he knew what I was doing.
“The FBI came to me and asked to track me down but when I got to New York I saw that you worked for the biggest drug lord in the U.S., but being my brother I couldn’t take you in. Two days after I got back from New York you came walking though my door.” Kevin shrugged and threw his soda can out of the window. We watched as the can flew into someone’s head. We saw the person look up as we began to slow down at a stop light. The woman’s jaw was completely broken off of hers face and her tongue was hanging out of her neck. She turned toward us and after we stared at her for a few minutes she began to run after the car.
We screamed as my brother pulled into on coming traffic. Our car clipped a mini van and began to loose control. We watched as an SUV swerved wildly to avoid the van as another car plowed through the monster woman. My brother managed to gain control of the car and maneuver around a bus just in the nick of time. Reeves pulled out his inhaler and took a few doses until his breath re turned to normal. He turned laid his head back and mumbled to himself, “We have to get to get some guns.” He turned to me and asked, “Do you know were a gun store is?”
I told him that we do but we have to pick up some people at Kevin’s house first. We were to meet my brother’s step brothers (Daryl and Daracus), Kevin’s girl friend (Annie), and my daughter (Amanda). As we rolled up the drive way a heard a scream followed by some gunshots. Kevin jumped out of the car and ran to the house. He burst though the door and into the house. A few seconds later he ran out followed by his brothers, my daughter, and Kevin’s girl friend. Daryl and Daracus were still wearing there police uniforms and were carrying double-barreled shotguns.

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Mr. Fangs