They were owned by the government, but could only go so far. Radio controlled, they could only march to the edge of the signal, and they were big, bigger then anything they had controlled before.
But no one knew, we all thought it was an experiment gone wrong, DNA from amber, mixed with wolves and twice as blood-thirsty. We ran, we hid, numbers getting cut down every hour of every day. It was a bloodbath and the innocent were losing.
They tried every other way of keeping the population down, with no success. The dumb were outstripping the wise and disease was rife amongst them. This was an all out war and they were killing many they wanted to survive.
They couldn’t let the cat out the bag, they feigned surprise as much as we did, these ‘monsters’ could not be contained, no one knew about the signal, til the young started complaining of headaches before they were ambushed and torn apart.
We chalked lines, tormented the beasts to see if they could cross it. We often got it wrong and lost lives. Until late on Tuesday we managed it. We covered our tracks with bushes and made our half triumphant walk back to the hide outs.
We studied, searched for wires, controls and weak spots. We couldn’t stop the signal, we had to take them down, one by one. Flesh against flesh.
They got weaker near our lines, this was the time to strike, We tried guns, so much ammo. It dented and caused screams of the like we had never heard before, but they survived.
They cut off our TV stations, the water supply, food. What had we done? The culling didn’t end, though the remaining few started to understand. They had us cornered, and the chalk line was getting closer and closer. Defeat filled the air with death and blood.
Many laid down, too confused to carry on. Why were the government not helping? The people we put in charge, healthy in their fortress, whispers said that there were no threats around them, that they were free to walk and drink and breathe without the taint of decaying bodies around them.
We harnessed radios to ourselves, just ordinary FM ones, the ones they tried to shut down years ago for something better. Then we knew. We marched on, batteries failing, the brave getting picked off one by one. We never faltered, we had no time to bury the dead.
They saw us coming, those in charge. So bloody minded they did not think to guard themselves from any form of attack, their power and signals could not save them now. We marched, climbed the walls, ripped down fences and tore those who stood in our way just as we had been torn.
We threw them out of the walls, closed the doors behind and wished them well. They caused the cull, did they know how to save their own skin?
We heard screams
We saw blood
Can’t stop the signal.