Suzy’s Strange Saga
You’re making a big leap in faith here…
You look at Helen and the gun, then with a deep exhale you slowly hand it to her.
Helen takes the pistol and checks it before addressing you.
“You still don’t trust me do you?” Helen says looking a little hurt.
“I gave you the gun didn’t I? Come on let’s go deal with these zombies, or whatever they are before they eat us or something.”
“Um, aren’t you going to change your clothing?” Helen asks.
“Huh? Oh.” You say not even realizing you were still dressed the way you were. “No, it’s my fucking wedding day, but I will be taking this.” You say and then unplug the small desk lamp you mentioned earlier to Helen and take it as a makeshift weapon.
“Um, okay then.” Helen remarks and the pair of you are out the door with her taking the lead.
The pair of you head through the corridor and down the stairs both not making many comments at this point. Might be due to the situation being more than a little tense and its only getting more so as the gunfire, yelling and guttural noises are getting louder as you approach the center of the fighting.
As you approach yet another door, suddenly two of the creatures burst through it. The sight and surprise cause the both of you to scream, but Helen manages to keep her cool long enough to shoot the first creature directly in the head, dropping it immediately.
The second one however tackles Helen to the floor. She drops her pistol and struggles with the creature while calling for you to help. You don’t even bother scrambling for the gun yourself; you just smash the side of the thing’s head with the lamp you already have in hand, which is enough to cause it roll off of Helen, but not enough to kill it.
With a massive head wound the thing starts to move again, continuing to make all sorts of horrible guttural noises. Helen however has retaken possession of the gun again and fires two more shots into the thing’s face. It ceases moving and slumps lifelessly to the floor.
“Shit, that was intense.” You say.
“Yeah, thanks for getting that thing off me.” Helen remarks.
“No problem. Guess it was a good idea handing you the gun afterall. You are a much better shot. I probably would’ve missed and dropped the damn gun as soon as those zombies came running through the door.”
“Y’know these things aren’t really rotten looking or anything. Maybe they aren’t undead.” Helen says.
“Well I still don’t want to get killed and eaten by some virus infected asshole. Come on, this isn’t over yet.” You say and help Helen up.
By the time you get to Bobby and the rest of the family’s location, they’ve managed to wipe out most of the things and you and Helen don’t have much to do. Still, you wonder about their origin. Some sort of sickness perhaps? Maybe the government was fucking around with a secret weapon like they tend to do and it got out of hand. It would explain why there was a drastic rise in violence even before you left town and why the National Guard showed up later.
It isn’t until after all the mad attackers are killed that Bobby manages to address you directly. He’s incredibly tired looking, the rest of his family looks pretty tired too, but he looks like he’s about to collapse.
“Are you okay?! They didn’t bite you did they?” Bobby asks, stumbling a bit from exhaustion.
“No, I’m fine. We both are.” You reply.
“Suzy saved my life.” Helen remarks.
“Well, I think we both saved each other more than enough times this week.” You say which causes a bit of a happiness of Helen’s face.
“I’m just glad the both of you are okay. I have to ask though, what’s with your clothing?” Bobby asks.
“Oh yeah, I guess Veronica didn’t tell you, I was trying on the wedding dress when all this shit went down. Speaking of which let’s get this wedding started! I’m anxious to get married!” you say and go up to Bobby giving him a kiss.
Now you’ve caught everyone off guard. One moment they’re fighting for their lives, the next they’re attending a wedding.
“Now?” Bobby asks.
“We just won a great victory and I’m in my wedding dress. What better time than now?” you ask.
“Well I suppose you have a point.” Bobby says with a smile.
“Good! I’m ready to become part of this family.” You say.
Bobby looks around at the rest of his family.
“Well, you heard my soon to be wife! Let’s get this started! Helen go get the kids, Brandon, Ronald, go grab Diana and the rest of you do a quick sweep of the house just to make sure we got all those bastards. Let’s go!” Bobby orders.
Everyone complies and soon you and Bobby are left by yourselves. Bobby takes a seat to briefly rest. He yawns several times in a row and is struggling to stay awake, but you can tell your enthusiasm for the wedding has energized him a bit. You decide to keep the energy going by sitting on his lap and making a fuss.
“Hey, it’s not time for the honeymoon yet.” Bobby remarks with a brief chuckle.
“Oh it’s always times for the honeymoon with you.” You say.
“Damn, I wish I wasn’t so tired…hope I don’t stumble over the joining passage when I’m marrying us.” Bobby remarks as he rubs your legs.
“Wait, isn’t someone else doing that?”
“Huh? No, I’m doing it. I mean I’m the high priest here. Technically it could just be me and you here.”
“What? That’s it? We could’ve done that a long time ago!”
“Well, like I’ve told you before, I just wanted it to be perfect.”
You wrap your arms around Bobby and lean your body against him.
“Bobby, just being with you, is enough perfection for me. Besides, isn’t the carnage surrounding us true perfection in the eyes of Tiamat’s chaotic glory or something?” you ask.
Bobby looks around at the nearby mess of broken furniture and the couple bodies laying on the floor and smiles.
“Yes, I suppose you’re right.” He says and then pauses. “You know I’ve been thinking. I’ll take care of Diana personally; you don’t need to worry about her anymore. You don’t need to go through some sacrifice ritual just to prove yourself…I know you love me and that you’re one of us now. No need to dirty your hands on her.”
“That’s sweet and I’m really glad you feel that way. But I’ll take the knife anyway, I’ve got something special in mind.” You say.
“Oh? Like what?”
“Oh, you’ll see.” You say with a smile.
A few more moments pass as you wait for everyone to return. In the meantime you let Bobby rest a bit by closing his eyes. Veronica and Denise return first, then Helen with all the children. Finally Brandon and Ronald arrive gripping Diana by each arm. Predictably she’s swearing up a storm and accusing everyone of being against her.
It wakes Bobby up from his brief nap.
“Oh? Everyone here? Good. Let’s get this started. (Yawn) Sorry, I’m so damn tired…”
“Bobby, you don’t need to stand up for this, just keep resting in your chair and I’ll just be right here on your lap. I’m sure that’s acceptable to everyone right?” you ask.
Nobody has any real objections to this, well except Diana of course.
“Bobby! You’re making a fucking mistake! I’M your soul mate! I’M the one supposed to marry you! You’re betraying Tiamat and everything we hold dear!” she screams.
Ignoring Diana, Bobby recites what you guess is a passage from whatever holy book of Tiamat he got it from and when the time comes, you accept your place as his wife.
Then the both of you kiss like you’ve done so many times before, though this time it’s different. Most of Bobby’s family claps if they are able. You now feel like you belong here.
“Here. I’ve been carrying this in my pocket the whole day, nearly forgot it was there.” Bobby remarks and hands you a ring with a sizable red diamond in the center and smaller black inlayed around it. It’s definitely beautiful and when you try it on, you find that it fits perfectly. Diana’s eyes would burn through you if they could.
“You…you gave her grandma’s ring?! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! You dishonor that woman! I hope grandma’s spirit comes back and rapes the pair of you with a fucking broom handle!” Diana shouts.
At this point Bobby calmly pulls out a knife and hands it to you.
“Did you still want the honors?” Bobby asks.
You take the knife and look over at Helen, who is trying her best to look supportive. Well, you know she IS supportive, but you also know that this isn’t really what she wants. Still, maybe there is a way to make things just a little better for her.
“Helen, you and I have been through a lot this week and in this week I’ve come to see you as the sister I never had. Now that I’m officially part of this family, we ARE sisters. I know this is my day, but I feel like I should at least share some of my fortune with you. So here you go. Time to finally put all those years of bullying to rest.” You say and hand Helen the knife.
Helen is shocked by your gesture. Several other family members are as well. Diana however is still livid.
“Oh by Tiamat’s Chaotic Cunt…I’m not believing this…fine. I’ve been a bullying bitch to you, I won’t deny that, is that what you want to hear? But if you REALLY love Bobby as much as I KNOW you do, you’ll take that knife and stab the shit out of that bitch over there before you stab me, because if you don’t you’re just going to play second fiddle to blondie for the rest of your life and NEVER get Bobby. And you’ll just be loser like you alw…UGH!” Diana’s words are interrupted when Helen rushes to her and stabs her in the chest.
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU WERE ALWAYS IN THE FUCKING WAY! JUST FUCKING DIE! DIE! JUST DIE ALREADY! I FUCKING HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! DIE!” Helen screams alternating between laughing and crying while stabbing Diana. Brandon and Ronald let go of Diana and everyone just watches Helen’s meltdown.
When it’s all said and done, Helen is on top of her sister’s bloody body and the floor covered in blood.
“I…always…(pant)…why? Why couldn’t you (sob) have…just been nice…(sob) just once? Nice…like…Suzy.” Helen says in a quivering voice and looks at you.
At this point you get up and walk over to Helen. You even kneel down in the blood next to her. She drops the knife and goes to hug you and completely falls apart in your arms.
“Shhh, it’s okay Helen…it’s okay. It’s over now…” you say.
Helen looks at you and nods silently. While she sniffles and tries to compose herself, you address everyone who are probably starting to form their own ideas about what Diana might’ve been babbling about. Even Bobby is alert again.
“Okay folks, I’m sure we need to clean up around here after this recent attack and I also imagine that Bobby could use some rest, so let’s help him out and get to it!” you say.
Clean up goes relatively fast. Around the house at least since that’s your primary concern. You go for the quick dirty approach of just getting all the dead bodies in one pile outside. You briefly think about burning them, but Bobby says that might attract attention and doing it tomorrow when everyone is more awake enough to defend this place properly is a better idea.
Broken windows and the front door are barricaded with furniture for the night.
Somewhere just after midnight everyone is ready to crash. Bobby, who has been practically sleep walking by this point just tells everyone to sleep with a weapon tonight and you can all just roll the dice without a night watch tonight. Nobody argues.
You help Bobby upstairs and the pair of you collapse on the bed. You won’t be celebrating your honeymoon tonight, but at least you’ll be sleeping together.
You cuddle up to Bobby who is fast asleep at this point and head into dreamland yourself, fully expecting Grandma Morningstar to fuck with you in some way as usual.
You look at Helen and the gun, then with a deep exhale you slowly hand it to her.
Helen takes the pistol and checks it before addressing you.
“You still don’t trust me do you?” Helen says looking a little hurt.
“I gave you the gun didn’t I? Come on let’s go deal with these zombies, or whatever they are before they eat us or something.”
“Um, aren’t you going to change your clothing?” Helen asks.
“Huh? Oh.” You say not even realizing you were still dressed the way you were. “No, it’s my fucking wedding day, but I will be taking this.” You say and then unplug the small desk lamp you mentioned earlier to Helen and take it as a makeshift weapon.
“Um, okay then.” Helen remarks and the pair of you are out the door with her taking the lead.
The pair of you head through the corridor and down the stairs both not making many comments at this point. Might be due to the situation being more than a little tense and its only getting more so as the gunfire, yelling and guttural noises are getting louder as you approach the center of the fighting.
As you approach yet another door, suddenly two of the creatures burst through it. The sight and surprise cause the both of you to scream, but Helen manages to keep her cool long enough to shoot the first creature directly in the head, dropping it immediately.
The second one however tackles Helen to the floor. She drops her pistol and struggles with the creature while calling for you to help. You don’t even bother scrambling for the gun yourself; you just smash the side of the thing’s head with the lamp you already have in hand, which is enough to cause it roll off of Helen, but not enough to kill it.
With a massive head wound the thing starts to move again, continuing to make all sorts of horrible guttural noises. Helen however has retaken possession of the gun again and fires two more shots into the thing’s face. It ceases moving and slumps lifelessly to the floor.
“Shit, that was intense.” You say.
“Yeah, thanks for getting that thing off me.” Helen remarks.
“No problem. Guess it was a good idea handing you the gun afterall. You are a much better shot. I probably would’ve missed and dropped the damn gun as soon as those zombies came running through the door.”
“Y’know these things aren’t really rotten looking or anything. Maybe they aren’t undead.” Helen says.
“Well I still don’t want to get killed and eaten by some virus infected asshole. Come on, this isn’t over yet.” You say and help Helen up.
By the time you get to Bobby and the rest of the family’s location, they’ve managed to wipe out most of the things and you and Helen don’t have much to do. Still, you wonder about their origin. Some sort of sickness perhaps? Maybe the government was fucking around with a secret weapon like they tend to do and it got out of hand. It would explain why there was a drastic rise in violence even before you left town and why the National Guard showed up later.
It isn’t until after all the mad attackers are killed that Bobby manages to address you directly. He’s incredibly tired looking, the rest of his family looks pretty tired too, but he looks like he’s about to collapse.
“Are you okay?! They didn’t bite you did they?” Bobby asks, stumbling a bit from exhaustion.
“No, I’m fine. We both are.” You reply.
“Suzy saved my life.” Helen remarks.
“Well, I think we both saved each other more than enough times this week.” You say which causes a bit of a happiness of Helen’s face.
“I’m just glad the both of you are okay. I have to ask though, what’s with your clothing?” Bobby asks.
“Oh yeah, I guess Veronica didn’t tell you, I was trying on the wedding dress when all this shit went down. Speaking of which let’s get this wedding started! I’m anxious to get married!” you say and go up to Bobby giving him a kiss.
Now you’ve caught everyone off guard. One moment they’re fighting for their lives, the next they’re attending a wedding.
“Now?” Bobby asks.
“We just won a great victory and I’m in my wedding dress. What better time than now?” you ask.
“Well I suppose you have a point.” Bobby says with a smile.
“Good! I’m ready to become part of this family.” You say.
Bobby looks around at the rest of his family.
“Well, you heard my soon to be wife! Let’s get this started! Helen go get the kids, Brandon, Ronald, go grab Diana and the rest of you do a quick sweep of the house just to make sure we got all those bastards. Let’s go!” Bobby orders.
Everyone complies and soon you and Bobby are left by yourselves. Bobby takes a seat to briefly rest. He yawns several times in a row and is struggling to stay awake, but you can tell your enthusiasm for the wedding has energized him a bit. You decide to keep the energy going by sitting on his lap and making a fuss.
“Hey, it’s not time for the honeymoon yet.” Bobby remarks with a brief chuckle.
“Oh it’s always times for the honeymoon with you.” You say.
“Damn, I wish I wasn’t so tired…hope I don’t stumble over the joining passage when I’m marrying us.” Bobby remarks as he rubs your legs.
“Wait, isn’t someone else doing that?”
“Huh? No, I’m doing it. I mean I’m the high priest here. Technically it could just be me and you here.”
“What? That’s it? We could’ve done that a long time ago!”
“Well, like I’ve told you before, I just wanted it to be perfect.”
You wrap your arms around Bobby and lean your body against him.
“Bobby, just being with you, is enough perfection for me. Besides, isn’t the carnage surrounding us true perfection in the eyes of Tiamat’s chaotic glory or something?” you ask.
Bobby looks around at the nearby mess of broken furniture and the couple bodies laying on the floor and smiles.
“Yes, I suppose you’re right.” He says and then pauses. “You know I’ve been thinking. I’ll take care of Diana personally; you don’t need to worry about her anymore. You don’t need to go through some sacrifice ritual just to prove yourself…I know you love me and that you’re one of us now. No need to dirty your hands on her.”
“That’s sweet and I’m really glad you feel that way. But I’ll take the knife anyway, I’ve got something special in mind.” You say.
“Oh? Like what?”
“Oh, you’ll see.” You say with a smile.
A few more moments pass as you wait for everyone to return. In the meantime you let Bobby rest a bit by closing his eyes. Veronica and Denise return first, then Helen with all the children. Finally Brandon and Ronald arrive gripping Diana by each arm. Predictably she’s swearing up a storm and accusing everyone of being against her.
It wakes Bobby up from his brief nap.
“Oh? Everyone here? Good. Let’s get this started. (Yawn) Sorry, I’m so damn tired…”
“Bobby, you don’t need to stand up for this, just keep resting in your chair and I’ll just be right here on your lap. I’m sure that’s acceptable to everyone right?” you ask.
Nobody has any real objections to this, well except Diana of course.
“Bobby! You’re making a fucking mistake! I’M your soul mate! I’M the one supposed to marry you! You’re betraying Tiamat and everything we hold dear!” she screams.
Ignoring Diana, Bobby recites what you guess is a passage from whatever holy book of Tiamat he got it from and when the time comes, you accept your place as his wife.
Then the both of you kiss like you’ve done so many times before, though this time it’s different. Most of Bobby’s family claps if they are able. You now feel like you belong here.
“Here. I’ve been carrying this in my pocket the whole day, nearly forgot it was there.” Bobby remarks and hands you a ring with a sizable red diamond in the center and smaller black inlayed around it. It’s definitely beautiful and when you try it on, you find that it fits perfectly. Diana’s eyes would burn through you if they could.
“You…you gave her grandma’s ring?! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! You dishonor that woman! I hope grandma’s spirit comes back and rapes the pair of you with a fucking broom handle!” Diana shouts.
At this point Bobby calmly pulls out a knife and hands it to you.
“Did you still want the honors?” Bobby asks.
You take the knife and look over at Helen, who is trying her best to look supportive. Well, you know she IS supportive, but you also know that this isn’t really what she wants. Still, maybe there is a way to make things just a little better for her.
“Helen, you and I have been through a lot this week and in this week I’ve come to see you as the sister I never had. Now that I’m officially part of this family, we ARE sisters. I know this is my day, but I feel like I should at least share some of my fortune with you. So here you go. Time to finally put all those years of bullying to rest.” You say and hand Helen the knife.
Helen is shocked by your gesture. Several other family members are as well. Diana however is still livid.
“Oh by Tiamat’s Chaotic Cunt…I’m not believing this…fine. I’ve been a bullying bitch to you, I won’t deny that, is that what you want to hear? But if you REALLY love Bobby as much as I KNOW you do, you’ll take that knife and stab the shit out of that bitch over there before you stab me, because if you don’t you’re just going to play second fiddle to blondie for the rest of your life and NEVER get Bobby. And you’ll just be loser like you alw…UGH!” Diana’s words are interrupted when Helen rushes to her and stabs her in the chest.
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU WERE ALWAYS IN THE FUCKING WAY! JUST FUCKING DIE! DIE! JUST DIE ALREADY! I FUCKING HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! DIE!” Helen screams alternating between laughing and crying while stabbing Diana. Brandon and Ronald let go of Diana and everyone just watches Helen’s meltdown.
When it’s all said and done, Helen is on top of her sister’s bloody body and the floor covered in blood.
“I…always…(pant)…why? Why couldn’t you (sob) have…just been nice…(sob) just once? Nice…like…Suzy.” Helen says in a quivering voice and looks at you.
At this point you get up and walk over to Helen. You even kneel down in the blood next to her. She drops the knife and goes to hug you and completely falls apart in your arms.
“Shhh, it’s okay Helen…it’s okay. It’s over now…” you say.
Helen looks at you and nods silently. While she sniffles and tries to compose herself, you address everyone who are probably starting to form their own ideas about what Diana might’ve been babbling about. Even Bobby is alert again.
“Okay folks, I’m sure we need to clean up around here after this recent attack and I also imagine that Bobby could use some rest, so let’s help him out and get to it!” you say.
Clean up goes relatively fast. Around the house at least since that’s your primary concern. You go for the quick dirty approach of just getting all the dead bodies in one pile outside. You briefly think about burning them, but Bobby says that might attract attention and doing it tomorrow when everyone is more awake enough to defend this place properly is a better idea.
Broken windows and the front door are barricaded with furniture for the night.
Somewhere just after midnight everyone is ready to crash. Bobby, who has been practically sleep walking by this point just tells everyone to sleep with a weapon tonight and you can all just roll the dice without a night watch tonight. Nobody argues.
You help Bobby upstairs and the pair of you collapse on the bed. You won’t be celebrating your honeymoon tonight, but at least you’ll be sleeping together.
You cuddle up to Bobby who is fast asleep at this point and head into dreamland yourself, fully expecting Grandma Morningstar to fuck with you in some way as usual.