Action Adventure Fiction

[If you are new to Oasis, start at the very beginning. (A very good place to start.)]

Difficult Choices

Linda gave me a look. “Why?”

“He’s been bitten. He’s infected.”

Linda turned and left the room.

I wondered how long ago he had been bitten, and how long he had until the virus claimed his life and endangered ours.

I walked over and felt his head.

It was warm, the fever just beginning to rise.

I knew it would soon get much worse.

Nathan turned his head and let out a small groan. He was exhausted from his injury, his infection, and the trip over.

I wondered how long he would (more…)

[note: Oasis started a long, long time ago. If you haven't read it before, you should start with Chapter 1. In other news, I think it's time I admit that I won't be reaching my goal of finishing Oasis before the end of the year. There's just too much pain left to heap upon poor 'ol Corbin.]

Return to the Emergency Room

None of us were about to argue with the man, so we rushed past him and squeezed the cot into the stairwell.

He pulled the door shut behind us with a final-sounding clunk.

Dim light filled the stairwell from exterior windows on every other landing but the ground level.

The door to the ground floor was in shadow and barely visible. It had been barricaded with sandbags.

The man looked at me. “You have medical training?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“How is he?”

“I haven’t been able to really look him over yet. I’m not even exactly sure what happened.”

“OK. Let’s (more…)

[note: If you are new to Oasis, you should start with Chapter 1]

Breaking and Entering

Kevin pounded three or four times on the door. “It’s not supposed to be locked.”

The teenage girls gasped.

The middle aged man’s eyes went wide. “What do you mean, locked?”

Kevin continued pounding. “Open up!”

I turned and scanned the area. I didn’t see any deads, but I knew it was just a matter of time.

The woman was shaking. “W-what do we do now?”

The boy shook as well, “What if they come out now?”

The older man barked at the girls to (more…)

[note: If you haven't read any Oasis before, you should start at the beginning. This chapter may be kind of raw, I haven't read through it as much as I usually do. As always, I'm not offended by you pointing out typos and half sentences. Also, the following link is just so that I can claim my blog on technorati. Technorati Profile]

Rescue Operation

At least, I felt like I had seen those same shoes before. I just couldn’t remember where.

Plus, I hadn’t yet seen any of the deads running, so I decided he was probably uninfected.

I backed toward the approaching man and yelled at the deads again, hoping to get the attention of a couple more.

Six deads ignored me and continued beating on the ragged door. The two I had hit lay motionless on the ground. The other two continued their silent pursuit.

I heard the man in red shoes slow down as he got close.

I half turned so I could see him without losing sight of my pursuers.

We looked each other over for a moment, searching for signs of infection. (more…)

[note: Sorry about the lateness of this one. Today has been crazy. If you are new to Oasis, start with Chapter 1.]

Help And Red Shoes

The yelling got louder.

I knew they had to be close, so I slowed down and kept moving toward the sound. I still wasn’t sure why I was going or what I was going to do when I got there.

Three flares shot up into the air in rapid succession. They came from close by, probably just around to the other side of the block.

I hugged the brick wall of the insurance office on the corner and peeked around.

There was a row of stores, mostly antique dealerships and oriental rug shops, all of whose windows had been smashed. Nestled toward the center was a two-story apartment building.

Gathered around the front door of the apartment building was a mob of perhaps ten deads. They were pounding tirelessly at what was left of the front door.

I couldn’t be certain, but it appeared that there was at least one survivor on the other side trying to (more…)

[note: As you can see, we're a long way into Oasis. If you're just arriving here, you should start with Chapter 1: The Last Shift]

Betrayal Pains

The blow caught me in right in the stomach. Air exploded out my mouth and my diaphragm refused to take in more.

I dropped to my knees.

It hurt bad.

In the dim light, I could make out Carl’s form hovering over me. He was holding an aluminum baseball bat.

He had misjudged the distance in the dark and had hit me with his hands when he swung.

It still hurt, though.

One of Carl’s boys lit an oil lamp.

Another hurt was welling up inside me. I looked up at Beth’s sobbing face. She had betrayed me. Led me into a trap.

I couldn’t believe it.

Maybe I had wanted to believe she was really going to (more…)

[Note: If this is your first time here, you'd better start with Chapter 1: The last Shift. Thanks for reading.]

Escape?

I couldn’t tell which direction it came from.

“Who’s there?”

“Shh, quiet.”

Somewhere behind me. I turned around as best I could.

A lighter flicked in the darkness and Paul’s face came into view.

He lit a candle, and finished coming out from behind the same crate Beth had used for cover.

“Where’s Beth?”

He raised a hand like he was signaling cars to (more…)

[Note: Starting at Chapter 30 is only going to confuse you. If you haven't read Oasis before, go back and start with Chapter 1: The last Shift.]

Life Just Isn’t Fair

Carl ran at me and pulled his hand back to strike.

His timing was off, and if I let him, we’d collide before he could throw that haymaker. Not that I was about to let either of those things happen.

I braced against the floor and drove the palm of my right hand into his solar plexus.

Carl made an audible “Whoomph” as the air left his lungs. He dropped to his knees and struggled to force a breath.

Something inside me was screaming for me to (more…)

[note: Yes, I changed my mind on the chapter name. At least, I pushed it off till next week. It's my story, and I can do that. If this is your first time hearing about Oasis, you'd do well to go back and start with Chapter 1.]

First Aid

Max’s body flopped around as the garden cart bounced along the old pavement.

I just kept on running. If he didn’t have a concussion before, this’ll certainly do the trick.

The cart hit a particularly hard bump as we entered the parking lot.

Max groaned again.

I was relieved to see that there weren’t any deads waiting between me and the warehouse. I ran for the stairs leading to the door we had exited and slowed the cart so it wouldn’t slam into the wall. I looked back to see how much time I had.

Fifty, maybe sixty deads clogged the road, all making their grim march directly for me.

I scanned for the closest group and guessed I had a maximum of one minute to get inside.

I stopped the cart, ran up the stairs and pounded three times on the door.

Almost before the third knock, the door flew open.

I didn’t bother to (more…)

[note: If this is your first experience with Oasis, you should go back and start with Chapter 1.]

The Gauntlet

Working in the ER I had treated at least ten serious victims of their own stupidity. I had just never been present for the injury itself.

I guess there’s a first time for everything.

The propane tank exploded, but not in a ball of flame.

The bullet didn’t make enough of a spark to ignite the contents. It did, however, make a small hole in the the front and tore a gaping hole in the back.

The propane inside exploded outward in a furious burst of pressure.

I heard a great pop and a whooshing sound and the tank leapt from the ground.

It slammed into the leg of the dead walking nearest to it.

The leg flew from the ground and the body was lifted and spun about by the force.

The collision with the dead was just enough to redirect the hurtling propane tank in our direction.

My instinct was to (more…)