26 – The Clown Cop

26 – The Clown Cop

[A/N: It's been a long day at work, a 10-hour shift, just stopping by to publish this chapter and to inform y'all that I have one advanced chapter, soon to be two or three of this Fic available even to my $1 p@t reons and that's not all, I also have ten advanced chapters to my Dungeon Fic, two for my Fallout Fic, seven for my Mutliversal Fic, and five for my Mad Dreamer Fic]

While Selina was experiencing what it was like to be a Conduit...and a different gender, a particular clown was having fun in the city of Louisville.

After spending days in the city causing untold amounts of chaos to the local zombie population, Harley could be found in a quaint residential house in the kitchen making some pancakes for herself and her 'friends,' two zombies she chopped the hands and jaws off of and chained to the chairs of the dining room table.

Humming and smiling, Harley who was still in a bloodied officer's uniform couldn't help but think she had found a treasure.

Adding a few final touches to the pancakes, Harley also used a nearby spatula to flip some bacon and scrambled eggs.

Happy, she made three plates of breakfast and served two plates to her 'friends,' Bob and Phil.

"So exciting! What should we do today boys? Blow up a few gas stations? Set fires across the city? Mow down as many zombies as possible? Ooo, how about we see how many zombies we can blow up at one time!" Harley asked her buddies.

Harley has only been in the game for two days now, and she was having the time of her life, she found herself in love with all the chaos and heads she could smash in, and to think, there was no one to stop the fun she was having!Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

Even better, there were plenty of guns and weapons across the city she could use to sow chaos!

However, there was one downside to all of this, she hasn't encountered anyone yet, it was as if everyone in the world suddenly turned into zombies.

Hell, there was still power, water was running, and food hasn't spoiled.

And even then, there were at least a few signs that Harley managed to find that showed some people must have survived or had not been turned.

For example, she came across plenty of scenes where there was a struggle, fresh corpses being eaten by zombies, and even distant gunshots every once in a while.

The biggest question was, how were so many people dying to only a few zombies? Were the people in this town incompetent?

Even a child should be able to survive in this town, let alone the adults.

Harley shrugged her shoulders, perhaps it was stupidity or some other reason, she could only guess.

Finishing her meal, she wiped her face and threw the plates and dishes at the wall, smiling as they shattered into pieces.

Humming, she walked over to the kitchen counter and grabbed the bloodied baseball bat that was laying on it.

Turning to the zombies she said, "Stay still boys, I'll be back tonight, be sure to enjoy your meals while I'm gone!"

She was but one woman, and alone, she wouldn't be able to prevent any sort of nuclear devastation by herself or prevent people in power from choosing to use their 'toys,' even if it were to devastate the world.

She needed to make sure there were ways in which the world could survive and heal.

And if the device the creature mentioned was real, then she needed to get her hands on it, and if possible, create and or improve on the machines to be capable of healing the damage done to the world even if humanity were to die out.

She would also need to see if there was a chance to make these 'Vaults' on her Earth for not just the few good among humanity, but perhaps other things as well, such as animals, seeds, and whatever would be needed to set the earth back on track or could be destroyed in some way, either by time, radiation, bombs, war, and all manner of other things.

Of course, she could also just try to eradicate humanity if possible, but realistically, it wouldn't be feasible or worthwhile.

If there was one good trait about humanity, it was their adaptability and will to survive.

They were like cockroaches, even if she were to hunt them down, some would manage to hide and fight back, or simply destroy the world anyway.

Sadly, ever since she arrived in this world, she lost her connection with the life around her, she felt weak and brittle, feeling human for the first time in a very long time.

And she did not like it.

She felt like a part of herself was ripped away from her. Something important and connected with every inch of her being, and without that thing, she would be weak.

She couldn't hear nor speak to the plants around her, and for the first time in a long time, she felt alone.

She could only hope that this feeling was temporary and would cease when she returned...if she could return to her Earth.

Due to her weakness, she has been fighting tooth and nail to survive against not only the more dangerous wildlife that roamed the wasteland but also other humans.

Thankfully, ever since entered the 'Game' she had this weird screen that helped her, not only with making her stronger and more resistant with each 'level' but also helped her learn things she never knew before.

She also learned from what few peaceful people she found what this world was like before its downfall and how it differed from her Earth.

It was strange knowing this world had no heroes, no metas, villains, or something else that was common in her world.

She also learned that this world developed technologically in a much different way compared to her world, but lacking in many areas she knew and learned a bit about in her world in her search for healing and bettering the world.

Perhaps she could try and replicate some of the things from this world and use the funds for her goals?

But for that, she would need the help of others, and for that, she had a few men and women in mind that she would need to meet with and see if they would join her cause.