Jonathan Dudycha - Uncivil War: Infected

THE UNCIVIL WAR SERIES

UNCIVIL WAR

UNCIVIL WAR: INFECTED

UNCIVIL WAR: EVOLUTION

(available - 8/13/19)

UNCIVIL WAR: TAKEOVER

(available - 8/27/19)

UNCIVIL WAR: RECKONING

(September 2019)

UNCIVIL WAR: AFTERMATH

(October 2019)

No love is greater than that of a father for His son.

Dan Brown

Uncivil War is an episodic six novel series where youll follow two brothers into the apocalypse. What makes our story unique is that I, B.T. Wright, will be writing Jake Maddoxs story, and Jonathan Dudycha will be writing Colt Maddoxs story.

The advantage this gives us as co-authors is that each brother will truly have his own unique voice, because the authors have theirs. We believe the stories of the different brothers are much more authentic because of the way we have split the storytelling duties.

As the reader, you get to see the apocalypse from two different perspectives along the same timeline. Jake lives in Kentucky and Colt lives in Colorado. They both confront their own obstacles along the way while trying to fight their way back to each other. Each novel in the series is from one brother's perspective, battling through a world that all of a sudden is nothing like it used to be.

We hope you enjoy the ride. It has certainly been fun for us to write.

Book 2

by

Jonathan Dudycha

Colt Maddox grasped his axe, twisting his fingers around the hickory handle. He brought down the blade with force, cutting through the thick piece of wood like a fiend. The split wood lay in half. He picked up both chunks and tossed them into a disheveled pile.

Bringing his hands to his lower back, he arched into a stretch, and the sun gleamed on his rugged face in the afternoon glow. His shoulders were wide and his arms long, and his thick, dark graying beard just added to his manliness. But father time was catching up with him, as it does all.

Another log rested beneath him on a bed of pine needles. Just as he reached down to lift it, a noisea reverberating snapechoed near the edge of his property close to the country road. He shot a look to his right and scanned the area for any sign of intrusion.

Hed had trouble in the past with poachers coming onto his land illegally to hunt elk. All fifty acres of his property were surrounded by state land, and more than a few trespassers had tried to use the excuse that they didnt know where they were. That was a line of bullshit. Any hunter in these parts knew exactly where they were.

He shook off the noise and reached down again, but again came a snap. This time Colt would not allow it to be a coincidence. He took one step to investigate but was distracted by the sound of rolling tires over crushed gravel. Colt spun to see his wife Anna driving up the driveway in her SUV. She noticed him and gave him a smile and a flicked wave before she proceeded up the drive.

He watched her exit the SUV with an overnight bag in hand. Even after a long day of travel, she was still stunning. Her blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail and she wore a zip-up sweatshirt with a pair of blue jeans that hugged her curves. She had just returned from a trip to visit her sister in New York City. Her plane had landed that morning; only now had she reached their home in the middle of the Rocky Mountains.

She walked up the decked staircase and toward the front door of their log home. Colt stepped forward and started up the slope. He wished to hear all about her trip, but his path was stopped by his sons call.

Dad, its Uncle Jake, Dylan yelled to his father. Says he needs to talk to you right away, Then Anna came near to her son. She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek before proceeding inside.

Colt shouldered his axe, avoided the scattered trees, and walked up the incline until he reached the patio that led directly to his house. Hed built their house with his own bare handssure it took almost five years to complete, but it was perfect, each log set with precision and accuracy, and it would withstand anything mother nature sent to test it.

When he reached the wrap-around deck, Dylan, his oldest son, held out his cell phone. He rested his axe against the wood support that ran to the second story. He smiled at Dylan but waited for him to re-enter their home before speaking to his brother.

Jacob. Long time, no talk.

Where are you? He cut to the chase.

Hello, to you too, soldier.

Colt, are you with Anna and the boys?

There was hysteria in Jakes voice.

Jacob, what the hell is going on? You sound like youre hiding from a ghost.

Colt! Listen to me. Get Anna and the boys and lock up, dont let anyone in or out until you hear from me again. Theres some sort of disease or something that has spread. Millions of people are already infected

What are you talking about? Colt interrupted. What disease? You mean like the flu?

I mean its airborne. And if you get it, youre dead. But still alive. You

Do you realize what you sound like?

But Jake didnt acknowledge his question. Colt, would you just listen to me for once and do what Im saying? Make sure you keep taking Beritrix. And make sure you give it to Anna and keep giving it to the boys too. You hear me? It will keep you alive for now.