The Great War (Surviving the Zombie Nightmare Book 5) by Daniel White

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    After a pause the third voice said, “She's waking up. I'm going to try and talk to her.” Destiny could hear the rustle of his pants as he squatted down next to her, “Destiny, can you hear me?”
    At just the perfect time, Destiny opened her eyes a small crack then closed them again.
    The soldier again spoke, “We are supposed to...”
    Suddenly Destiny's eyes popped open. She twisted her position and within a second and a half her thighs were wrapped tight around the third soldier's neck. Like a master manipulator she squeezed his neck tightly, bringing his face directly towards her crotch. Nobody knew how isolated these soldiers were better than Destiny and she certainly knew how to distract not only one but several of them. She wasn't too proud to use her body against her enemy now and never had been.
    The first soldier said, “See she's attacking him! We should have killed her.”
    The second answered, “If that is an attack, I want her to fucking kill me. Look man, her eyes aren't even focused. I don't think she knows what she is doing.”
    Destiny played on his words by loosening her hold on the third soldier's neck and instead shifting her hips upwards towards him as if they were doing something completely different than fighting. Her eyes opened slightly and she moaned again. The soldier within her grasp was all but frozen solid between her thighs; just where she wanted him. The other two were looking on with interest. The second wishing it was his face staring at her crotch and the first still looking like he wanted to be a good little soldier and kill her. Things were going well though. She almost had them all where she wanted them, and there was still no sign of another group of O.A. guys coming near or zombies.
    “Ugh,” she moaned again and this time reached for the soldier's head as if subconsciously wanting him to take her and make her his. Destiny knew the young man could never resist such an advance. If the first soldier had been the one to check on her she might have had to alter her plan. As it was, she released her grip on his head both with hand and legs. As her nearly exposed body lowered back to the ground she opened her eyes more solidly this time.
    “Huh?” she asked of no one in particular. Then she appeared to realize where she was at last and she began shifting backwards, making sure to allow it to appear like she was too hurt to move quickly. “No,” she pleaded, “No, please. The zombies and Bayne,” she closed her eyes in false exhaustion, “Worked together against me; demons too. All I could do to survive. Can't take another attack from my former friends. Please,” she pleaded with her most adorable expression, “Don't force me to fight again... just... just kill me if you must.”
    “Yes!” the first soldier said, “Kill her now before something really bad happens. You know how she is! We have studied her! Kill her now! Move out of the way and I'll do it.”
    The second spoke up, “Would you stop it for god's sake? She clearly is out of it and can't even keep her thoughts together. We need to find more out about Bayne anyway. Destiny,” he said stepping forward, “Where is Bayne now?”
    Destiny couldn’t believe that nobody asked her why Bayne would ever fight anyone alongside a zombie. Apparently they were all a little distracted or at least thought she was too loony from her beating to know what she was saying. “Huh?” she asked and then sat up quickly as if she suddenly remembered something. “The truck,” she looked down the hill, “I attacked him and forced him to crash. I,” she closed her eyes, “I guess he was knocked out or something and I woke up enough to crawl up here. I can't remember anything else.” She looked at the soldiers again, “Take me in alive please. I know Cain has a price on my head or at least wants me dead or something probably but I can't fight Organic Ascendancy anymore. I'd rather be a willing prisoner within those