Tales of the Apocalypse.

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Story One Part Six. The Stone Cabin.
Alex watched as Mickey moved her chickens and their coop, feed and other things chickens require to be happy egg laying, meat producing chickens into the backyard. Once this was done Mickey moved her stuff into the cabin.

Alex got the job of bringing in her bed and setting it up. He was pleased that it was a standard twin bed and not something big like a King or a Queen. The last thing in was the cat carriers. Mickey let the two cats out. The girls asked “What are their names? “They are Bouncy and Pouncer. Here give them these treats and they will be your friends for life.”

The cats decided that since the girls were a source of treats, they made friends with them. While the four played together the adults talked. Mickey started ‘The Government Broadcasting Service has been lying since day one, but we all knew that. Here is what I am getting from other law enforcement agencies. The plague was a bio-attack and our government was in on it. While there is nothing we can do about ourselves there are people working on that problem. Next up, the IAEA has shut down all nuclear power plants due to high absenteeism. We can expect to lose other commercial power across all of the grid in days if not hours. Alex, what is power generating status here?”

Alex stated “We can generate enough solar and wind power for what we need at the moment. The cabin is small and we are not running a forced air furnace or other heavy draw equipment. We should be alright. I have rechargeable chainsaws so we can save gas and oil. Oh yes, I also have spares for my solar and wind generators as well as new batteries.”

Lisa was the next to speak. “I have enough medical supplies to last us for a good long while. I am short on IV fluids and some other things.” Mickey said “Get me a list and I will see what I can do.” Lisa spoke again “We need to isolate and monitor the shortwave. Mickey, your contacts in law enforcement are an asset as are mine in the CDC if I can contact them without getting caught.”

The discussion lasted well until night. Alex said “We need to wrap this up as we are too tired to think straight let alone make rational decisions. We can pick it again later. He was tired and ready for bed himself. He set his alarm for 6:00 am. He brushed his teeth and went to bed.

The next morning Alex filled and lit the kerosene cook stoves to start breakfast. He put on coffee and water to heat. He got out a bag of tortillas, a jar of venison, freeze dried sour cream and some seasonings. He was making quick breakfast burritos. Once the food was cooking everyone else woke up. The cats stood off to the side of the stove pointing their noses at the stoves and meowing for their share. Alex told the girls “Feed the cats while breakfast is cooking. Wash up and come eat.” Mickey told Alex “I am expecting a mobile command center to be dropped off today. My people have checked it for bugs.”


Story Two Part Six. The Skoolie.
George was digging through boxes looking for his Samovar tea kettle. It was a gift from a friend that he saved years ago. It used a wood fire to heat water. While he was looking he heard gunshots. He grabbed his weapons and listened for follow up shots. He tracked the shots to the clubhouse and began working his way there.

When he arrived he saw a man trying to reload a rifle. This was the chance George needed. He walked up to the man and slugged him hard. Once he got a good smell of the man it was obvious he was drunk and maybe on some type of narcotic as well. George secured the man and checked his pockets for ID and weapons. He found none on him.

Charlie and Marcus walked up, Charlie said “I knew this creep it’s Kelly’s ex.” “When he wakes up we’ll get some answers one way or another.” George said. “When you are done with him leave enough for Kelly to get some of her own back by means of a ball bat.” Marcus said.

While they waited for the man to wake up George, Charlie and Marcus discussed upgrades to their security. “This guy got in without anyone knowing. We have been so focused on getting settled that we forgot security. We need to put a plan in place” George said. “I agree, we need to come to think of this as being on vacation. Have to remember that the United States and much of the world has been attacked.” Marcus added.

Charlie stepped up and added “We need observation posts and listening posts. Add to this a few fighting holes.” “Okay, how do old men like us do all of this?” Marcus asked “Simple we have a number of teenage and near teenage boys. This will be their job.” Charlie told him. George said we need a meeting after I get some answers from that guy.”

The man woke up about two hours later hung over and angry. “Why am I tied up like some kind of animal? This is a violation of my civil rights!” Charlie told him “Like you violated my sister’s rights when you smashed her skull in?” “She is my wife and I can beat her if I want to,” he said. Charlie pulled a rather large knife and began approaching the man.

George stopped him and told the man “We are going to have a little talk. I will provide the questions and you will provide the answers. If I don’t like what I hear you will lose a body part. Do you understand?” the man let loose with a string of profanities that would make a sailor blush. George said “Now first question, why are you here?” The man told him to perform an act that was physically impossible. George unwrapped a set of bolt cutters and removed his right big toe. “Let’s try that again, shall we?” Three toes and an hour later the man told him “I was doing a few years in Ionia Home for the Criminally Insane. When things fell apart they sprung me. Now look, I am taking my back and I am taking over here. Get it?”

Kelly walked in carrying a ball bat. “Hello Carl, do you see this ball bat? It’s going upside your head. This is payback for what you did to me and by the way I'm not your wife I divorced you.” she proceeded to get back some of her own for the pain inflicted on her. Marcus stopped her before she could kill him.

Story Three part Six. The Hot Tent Experiment.
Art sat outside listening to the radio as he enjoyed his coffee. It was more of the same drivel that had been playing since The Government Broadcasting Service took over communications and information. He wondered “how long will it be before the plague strikes the government and what will happen then?”

After he finished his coffee he started on breakfast. As he was working an SUV pulled into the camp. Two men stepped out. Art put his hand around his rifle. He noticed they each wore the lapel pin of the lodge. Hello, Art. We need to speak with JD for a little bit.” Art told him “you will find him in his trailer. They have just woken up.”

JD came out and the men exchanged Lodge recognitions and greetings. They talked over coffee. After a few minutes JD told Art “Cynthia and I have to leave for your safety. It seems the government may have gotten wind of what some of the fraternal organizations are up to. We will return when the heat is off.” The leader of the two men told Art “You will continue to receive aid from the Lodge as a dependent of a member. We cannot tell you where our brother will end up because we do not know.” Art thanked the men and they pulled out.

After the others got up Art told them what happened. “It seems the government is going after the lodges. JD and Cynthia had to leave to protect us. The lodge will continue to aid us but we must be careful and diligent about security.” He laid out his plan to make the property look like no one was living there. “He told them “So much for our day off.”

Their first job was to make the road disappear. Next Art told the adults “from this point on we go armed with sidearms and long arms. I want to get Isa and Carmelita checked out on .22 rifles. I hope we can get more ammo for them, I will check on that today.”

Anna told them “I can shoot but I don’t have a rifle. Art told her “I think I might have something you can use.” Art opened his trailer and removed two wooden crates. He handed a nice SKS and chest ammo pouch to Anna. She told Art “Well the rifle is great but the ammo pouch was designed for men by men.”

Art gave the problem some thought but it was Carmelita who came up with the solution “Why not carry the bullets in your purse?” Everyone's jaws hit the ground. The idea was too simple but like most simple ideas it was the best one at the moment. Carmelita asked “did I say something stupid?”

Art answered, “No, you had a great idea, smart girl.” She said “I’m not smart, my teacher said I was too stupid to continue to live.” Angela asked her “what teacher told you that?” Carmelita told her “Miss Broland, she said I was so stupid I should kill myself.” Angela had not trusted that teacher. Now she flat out hated her. “You are not stupid. Why would she say that?” Carmelita said because mommy is not married. She said it was my fault because by living we were oppressing mommy.” Now Art hated that teacher.

[gipsy]

Teacher has to go, right now.

[feralferret]

Canoeguy, thanks!

[canoeguy]

Story One Part Seven. The Stone Cabin.
Alex decided it was time for the girls to learn the art of catching fish and if successful clean and cooking said fish. He dug out a couple of cane poles and put on new fresh braided line. Now they were ready to fish with gusto.

They walked down to the river and baited their hooks with leaf worms, a favorite food of bluegills and the like. It was not long until Mary had a bite, Alex held her hand and helped her walk in the fish. It was a good size crappie of about eight inches, a definite keeper. Alex was pleased that she removed the hook and put the fish in the creel.

Kathy was the next to catch a fish, she hooked a good size catfish and Alex showed her how to remove the fish while avoiding the barbs. Catfish are good eating but they can be a bit difficult to deal with.

While the girls were fishing a canoe came into view. Paddling it was an older couple they called out “Hello the shore. Would you be interested in sharing some news?” Alex returned “As long as you are not sick, approach the shore.” He sent the girls back to the cabin just in case.

The couple beached the canoe and Alex noticed it was a beautiful golden Hawk that had been set up for long term trips. The man introduced himself “I’m Roy and this is my wife Emily. I don’t know if you heard but the IAEA shut down the nuclear plants due to high absenteeism this morning. I expect the conventional ones will be shut down next.”

Alex said “I wouldn’t be surprised if President Burden didn’t order all the plants to shut down to keep people under his thumb or reduce the population to a manageable level.” “Can’t say as I disagree with that none. I never did trust politicians in general and leftists ones in particular. We are heading to our hole in the ground for the duration. The rest of my family is already there. If you need anything, here is a list of frequencies we monitor. Call for Pop Roy.” Alex asked “why are you traveling by canoe?” Roy smiled and told him “It’s the only way in. My son bulldozed the road shut once things fell apart after they got the last of our supplies in.” After a little more talk the couple went on their way.

Alex went back to the cabin and got the girls to finish their fishing trip. It did not take long for them to catch enough for dinner. Alex showed them how to filet panfish and skin out catfish. The girls learned why fish were put in salt brine. While the fish were soaking Alex had Mickey check on some of the things Roy had told him. She came back with two different reports. “The official report from The Government Broadcasting Service backs up what Roy said for the most part. The unofficial media is saying the only ones who will have power are the elite. This will be accomplished by using the smart meters ability to turn off power to us plebs.” Alex put things together and was glad he was not dependent on the utility companies.



Story Two Part Seven. The Skoolie.

George was awakened by the yowling of Mister Big complaining his food dish was empty. George told him “Hold your horses cat, you won’t starve.” The cat thought otherwise and expressed his opinion with a loud yowl. “Okay here it is cat, come eat.” Mr. Big began the cat ritual of stalking his food dish as if it were prey.

While the cat was eating George caught up on the news. The announcer from the government broadcasting service was on about the nuclear power plants being shut down and how it was all because the lazy technicians did not want to work.

George thought “What a load of tripe.” He grabbed his phone and called the agency. The phone did not ring, it simply disconnected. George entered a different number and the call went through. “Hey George” the man answered. George asked him “What’s up with Burden blaming the power plant shutdown on lazy workers?” “Well, I am not sure that the libtard in chief is running things. According to my people in the White House before he makes a speech his handlers drug him up.” George responded “Sounds like a certain leader of Germany in the 40’s.”

The voice told him “It gets worse, he is set to surrender American sovereignty to the newly formed World Government. This will mean subsistence food rationing with no meat and little of everything else. So far Congress is going along with the plan. If or when this passes we will initiate that protocol. I recommend you and Ruth stay hidden, this will not be pretty.”

The call struck fear into George such as he had not felt in years. The protocol was created for situations like this. George was a young man when his team helped create said protocols. The protocols were only to be enacted as a last resort. If they were being considered things were definitely worse than he expected.

George turned The Government Broadcasting Service to get the official GBS version of things. The “news man” stated “today several hoarders were executed under the fair share act. These people refused to share with certain oppressed groups. The next story is about the purge by fire of an unlawful religious gang. They refused to obey the President’s sermon approval act and their building was put to the torch and the leadership sent to a reeducation camp.” George now had a good idea of why the protocols were being activated.

George needed a cup of tea and to accomplish this he set up his Samovar tea stove and built a fire. He set out cream and sugar for the girls. He felt this was a way to make them happy and ruin a nice cup of tea. While the water was boiling the girls showed up.

Linda asked, “What’s new?” “Well” George answered “our most worshipful majesty has begun taking peoples supplies under the fair share act, churches are no longer safe, this morning the GBS reported that a church was burned and the leadership sent to a reeducation camp.” Ruth added “so people’s voting habits are coming home to bite them hard?”

George looked thoughtfully and said “Yeah, things are worse than anyone could have imagined. The president and congress is in cahoots with the current bunch of one world government types. We need to get a meeting together to plan for what might come next.”

Story Three Part Seven The Hot Tent Experiment.

Art sat at the cook station he built and waited for the fire to heat the water for coffee. He wondered what they would do when the coffee ran out. He heard voices saying “find her and her friends and when you find them kill them, leave no survivors.

This did not sit well with art. He roused the others and sent the children into the woods. Next the adults armed themselves and took up defensive positions on the road. There was no way Art wanted them on the property.

There were five in the party moving along the road. All of them appeared to be a part of one or more oppressed people groups their weapons were a threat.each was armed with French FAMAS F1 rifles and some type of pistol that Art could not make out. The “person” in the lead was obviously a man pretending to be a woman going on about the obscene things that would befall the children.

Art had heard enough he sighted his rifle on the target in back and squeezed the trigger and the target's head exploded. He worked his way to the leader and shot out his kneecaps and elbows. The leader fell to the ground crying. Art approached in order to ask a few questions. “Hello child predator, I am going to ask you a few questions and you will answer quickly and honestly.”

The predator whined “We are special people and you will die for your impudence.” Art ground his foot into one of the predator’s wounded knees eliciting a howl of pain. “Now, question one: how did you find us?” The predator answered, “we didn’t follow you, we followed Anna.” “And why did you follow her?” “She exposed us for scamming the company and we got fired.”

“Next question: where did you get those firearms?” The predator answered, “From a guy who said we could use them to set things right.” The more the predator talked the less Art cared about the Predator’s civil rights. “Last question, are there any more of you?” The predator whined “No, this was all of us.” Art was sick of hearing from the predator so he removed the predator from the breathing world.

[gipsy]

Good riddance to bad rubbish. Thanks

[frankie]

Great story/stories. Happy to see the update.

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