Date: Thu, 6 Jun 2013 23:00:37 -0700 (PDT) From: Blade Hamer Subject: Turnhurst Manor Chapter 11 Disclaimers: Everything you read in this story is my intellectual property and as such should be treated with utmost respect. The people described are not living, breathing human beings mind you. They exist only in the realm of pure imagination, somewhat. These are my fantasies that I have developed over the years. The people described in the story do not really exist, but are rather the combination of several different people. Thus I am not harming anyone, because they combine features and thus are not really in existence. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL PEOPLE IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL ON MY PART. All other disclaimers/rules/procedures apply. If you are under the legal age of viewing this material (depending upon where you live, that could be any age) please direct yourself to something else that will occupy your time. This is my first attempt at writing for Nifty, so please take that into consideration while reading. I've ready plenty of Nifty stories over the years, and have enjoyed many of the stories that I consider good, now I'm just trying to pay it forward. It's going to be a chapter story, so if you are looking for a quick toss-off better move onto the next story. Other than that, I sincerely hope you enjoy my story. Constructive criticism/feedback/comments are duly appreciated. Please direct them to my email at razorbald@yahoo.com. All are welcome! Chapter 11 Spring was just around the corner Anton was getting better and Anthony was a pulling guard duty along with Troy. We all took our turns. I still wasn't allowed to pull guard duty but I would usually spend my time with Kyle and Troy but usually Kyle and I we doing something else than watching and once in a while Troy would join in. We had not seen a sole since Troy, Craig, Anton and Anthony join our little band of youth. So one night we gathered everybody together and decided we would go out searching for more supplies. We figured we would wait for the snow to completely melt so we would not have trouble when traveling on the roads. It was also decided that only six people would go on this adventure because crops needed to be planted and the livestock would need to be taken care of. I want to go on this trip but I was voted down by the group because they felt I was too important to the group. So when it came time for the group to go it was Dan, Tucker, Brandon, Jon, Bobby and Ben that would go on this little adventure. They filled two trucks with fuel and had extra tanks inside the two trailers they were going to pull behind. They also loaded up with weapons and enough ammunition for a small army. They also took enough supplies to last them for the next week since they did not plan to be gone for longer than that. We said our goodbye and they were off on there journey. So for the next week everyone on the farm watched the roads waiting for the guys to return. We had most of the crops planted and the garden was in the ground. It was then that Kyle asked me if we could travel to some of the other farms and collect more hay and feed from the farms. I didn't see any harm in that so Kyle, Anthony, Chris and I loaded one of the trucks with fuel and attached a trailer so we could make our run. Once we reached the first farm we loaded what supplies were hidden. We checked out the house to se if we missed anything in there then headed back out to the truck. Once loaded we made our way to the next farm place. There we loaded hay onto the trailer and some of the feed from the barn. Anthony decided after we were finished loading to take a look inside the house. He wasn't inside for to long when we heard him yelling. With our guns raise ready for action we went to investigated. I was the first inside the door while Kyle stood outside watching just in case. What I saw inside made me almost want to throw up. Anthony was bending down looking at a young boy who was naked and on the floor. Next to the boy was body of an older man it looked like he had died from starvation. Chris was checking out the rest of the house while I knelt down next to Anthony and looked at the boy. It didn't look good the boy was on his last legs even if we take him back with us the farm he would not have make the trip. I could see tears in Anthony's eyes as he said encouraging word to the boy, telling him he would be ok and that we would help him anyway we could but as the boy raise his hand and touched Anthony's face he took his last breath. Chris walked in just as the boy died and stood there in silence. Anthony grabbed me and broke down in tears crying on my shoulder. Even with all the death we have been through it was still hard to watch this young boy die. With tears in my eyes I told Anthony everything would be all right. Chris came over and we just held each other. After we had buried the three bodies from the house, we searched the house for other things we could use. (Oh sorry Chris found another body in one of the bedrooms in the house.) Anthony found more movies and games we didn't have and in the basement we found more ammunition mostly shotgun shells and some other munitions for the smaller weapons. With them loaded we headed back to the farm. We would have checked out more farm places but with what we found in the last farm place I don't think we had the stomach to go to another farm and find anything similar. When we pulled up into the yard we noticed the two trucks and there trailers backed up to the sheds and Dan and Tucker were unloading their wears. We backed up to the barn so we could unload the supplies we had brought back. I got out of my truck and walked over to talk with Dan and Tucker while Anthony, Chris and Kyle unloaded. Billy and Anton met me while I was talking. Dan shook my hand as I welcomed him back. As we talked he told me he had a long story to tell us when they finished unloading the supplies. I asked him where Ben and the others were and he said they were in the house sleeping because they had been traveling all night. Dan told me that he and Tucker slept all the way back so they were rested and decided they would start unloading the trailers. I took a look at some of the stuff in the trailers. They had books, tools, seeds, spices, clothing, canned goods, games and movies along with boxes and boxes of guns and munitions. Now we could truly start a war. I left Dan and Tucker to unload their trailers and I went back to help unload our trailer. Once we got all the feed and hay into the barn we went to give Dan and Tucker a hand. By the time we had finished it was late and the others were still asleep so we made the decision to go to the bed for the night. I woke to the smell of something I had not smelled in years, pancakes. I didn't even take time to get dressed. I just walked down in my underwear. There on the table sat a large plate of cakes waiting to be dived into. Ben and Jon stood at the stove with huge smiles on their faces while flipping cakes on the stove. I sat down grabbed a few cakes and put them on my plate, and then I put a slab of butter on top of my cakes. I was going to just eat them that way but Ben pulled out a bottle of maple syrup and set it down on the table. I picked it up and looked at it. Ben said with a big smile on his face. "We found that and a few others in a house just outside of Boston and thought everyone would like it." "I think you are right." I said as I opened it and poured it on my stack of cake the sat down and enjoyed the best pancakes I have tasted in years. The taste brought back memories of my mother making pancakes when I was a young child. I can't believe she has been dead now for 5 years now. They also brought back memories of my father who was gone now for 2 year. Wow I thought how food can bring back memories. The others in the house began to make their way into the kitchen each proclaiming the smell of the pancakes woke each and everyone of them. After everyone had their fill we gathered in the living room. Bobby, Billy and Anton came over along with Dan and Tucker and they joined us. Thus began the tale of their trip. Nifty is kind enough to post these stories for you to read so in return please donate to this fine cause @ http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html thanks again for reading all remarks are appreciated.