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Waking up in a strange place isn't so unusual for some...; It's the circumstances surrounding it that truly matter.
Topic Started: Aug 13 2016, 09:04 PM (1,184 Views)
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Will's first thought upon waking up was the massive crick in his neck.

His second thought was how he was not going to die.

Although it has been shocking to him, his teacher's life being ended litterally in front of his eyes, his jacket sporting a light spread of almost rust-coloured blood, the actual, physical act hadn't been as bad for him. He had, after all, has blood cover his jacket before, and indeed he had seen the effect a bullet could have on a living being.

But it was horrifyingly different to watch a fellow human's brains being blown out than it was to see a prairie dog crumpling. To see someone's life being snuffed out, see the light fade from their eyes as it flickered back from sleep, and then to be told he'd need to see it over and over and over lest he suffer the same fate? It was sick. And as he looked at the B037 marking his rucksack, it truly hit him.

He, he considered, was probably some kind of favourite. He was strong, had firearms experience, and had shown an interest in joining the armed forces. Maybe some goons had him market down as a potential victor.

However it wasn't merely him. It was also about Rea. She was a nyctophobe, frail as a china vase, and as athletic as a fat kid with asthma. He needed to protect her, because otherwise she was dead, for sure.

In fact, some small part of his brain thought, what's too say you'll never see her again? That already she's bleeding out in a ditch, or dead. That the first girl he truly opened up to, had taken her virginity and shielded her from a million minor things, was already being mourned by her parents?

But that was the defeatism talking, and defeatism was a slow and insidious killer. He would find her.
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Will's hand was on the door handle, feet hovering over the shag carpet. He had to find a proper weapon somewhere, because he had gotten fucked over with the weapons. All he had gotten was a packet of cable ties, which currently were scattered outside, the window having been the preferred method of ditching them. A few were in his pocket, but the rest were the domain of whoever stumbled across them.

He appeared to be in an office area. A corridor lead down, with name inscribed on each door. The rooms all seemed to be identical in construction, two separate rooms with one having a desk and what you'd normally expect from an office building, and the other having a bed, for whatever bizarre reason.

He rubbed his neck, the metal collar that had been wrapped around it had dug into the back of his head, which was what he had mistaken for a crick when he had first awoken. Carefully, he walked along, occasionally opening a door and peering inside; perhaps a staff member was a fan of lethal weaponry, or maybe someone was inside. He didn't know what morbid curiosity drove him checking on.

Finally, he was about to open the flast door, when he became aware of a sobbing noise. He would put money on the fact that this voice wasn't the only one bawling like a child, and whilst part of him felt that joining them, he knew the tears wouldn't come.

Not because he was a sociopath, or unable to feel emotion, no, he wouldn't be able to cry because the most incredible sense of numbness had spread across him, and he was having a hard time thinking anything other than 'step forwards,' over and over again in his head.

He gently pushed the door open, hearing the faint creak as the un-oiled hinges swung inwards. There were two large bookshelves flanking the desk, and a small pot of random junk that had been abandoned whenever this facility had been deemed no longer needed. The pot was made from some kind of ceramic, so he gently smashed it open and picked up a shard. It wasn't much, especially if somebody had a gun, but it was all he was going to have for now.
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The odds, he thought, of bumping into one specific person on an entire island, with probably a hundred other people was very small indeed. So to find the one person he was looking for almost immediately after deciding to find them was such a minuscule chance that he wondered it'd Danya was fucking with them, toying with them for some bizarre reason.

The numbness that had spread over him seemed to fade a little as he saw her red hair and heard her voice. Sure, it was a quiet whimper that gutted him, but it was her voice, and that was defiantley something. He shuffled over next to her and sat down, the first tears threatening to claw themselves out from his eyes to splash onto the soft carpet.

"If you're the kind of girl that hates seeing men cry, then I'm sorry, and you should probably look away." His voice sounded strange, as if it was more distant. Quieter, almost meeker. Like his body was strangling itself as it realised his situation.

There could only be one winner, and that winner had to have killed someone. Either he or Rea was going to have to die in this island, the other scarred and a murderer. So, he thought, maybe crying wasn't such a bad idea.
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Numb yet crying. Was that an oxymoron? A contradiction in terms? Or was it the inevitable consequence of being put into the situation that he found himself in even now? Whatever it was, he supposed, he wouldn't be dying alone.

He'd be dying with another person who really didn't deserve to die. Fuckin' A. His shoulder was getting soaked through from Rea's tears, but he didn't object, watching as the droplets of his own eyes dropped down and splashed into his trousers, the carpet, anything.

Carefully, he pulled Rea's bag over towards him, intending on sharing the load a bit more evenly. He unzipped it and looked through it, finding the same supplies that he had, except for one difference. His eyes widened as she saw the gun, but for now he left it in there, instead pulling out an energy bar and unwrapping it for her.

"Maybe we don't have to fight?" He muttered. The overwhelming part of his brain knew that it was bullshit, five times this had gone ahead, and not once did the result end in anything but a single survivor. "There can't be too many islands with an infrastructure like this, right?"

Maybes the government would be searching for they already, preicing together the locations the terrorists were releasing in order to find the location. Maybe his or her family had hired investigators to do the same. They were both rich, right?

Or maybe, the cynical part of his brain whispered, you're in denial. 'You know that you're going to have to kill or be killed and you're too pathetic to accept it. You wanted to be a soldier, so make up your mind Willy boy!'
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Rea had kissed him. That was good. The entire situation in which they found themselves in was not good, and he had just heard a rustling noise from next door. He gently pushed Rea away, put a finger to his lips, and took her revolver out of the bag. He looked straight down the barrel to see it it was loaded, a very stupid idea, but until he figured out how it worked, the best he had, and was relieved to see that it was. He slowly stood up, wiping the tears off of his face with his right hand, before switching the gun over. The door swung open, and he siltently padded out, indicating that Rea should stay where she was. If the other pereson wasn't friendly, then he could probably take him or her. She couldn't.

He flattened his back against the wall next to the door, and pressed the revolver's barrel against the wooden partition that seperated the two. "Hey, you alright in there?" It was about as stupid as a question could get, but it was the only thing he had in the circumstances. If they were someone he knew, Ben maybe, then they could have a group that haad a chance. Sure, the likelyhood was that any group would eventually be picked off, he remembered an article in a newpaper when he was younger talking about how there was this semi-famous ice skater who had gained a slowly-picked off entourage, but that group was big. Two or three people was perfect. Enough to spot and cover for eachother, not enough to cause infighting and be blatantly obvious whilst moving.
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"Alright, I'm just going to open the door so we can see each other properly, ok? No potshots now, or I'll return fire."

With this, Will carefully pushed open the door, letting out a groaning creaking noise as it swung open into rusted hinges. He waited a few seconds, then poked the snout of the revolver around the doorframe, and then his head, eyes searching for the boy who had responded.

The kid was crouched behind a desk, looking at the door, and by extension Will. The kid wasn't one he knew at all, one of the many faces that he passed by in hallways without properly registering them in his mind, just another face in the crowd.

In one smooth motion Will drew up the revolver and aimed it at the kid. Short of a bullet, there was no way in hell he was taking the shot, but the kid didn't have to know that. And besides, hadn't it been a Lord who had said "You get more from a kind word and a gun than you can from just a kind word?"

Or maybe that had been Al Capone.

Either way, this would make everything easier, for him at least, the boy was probably crapping himself, but that was how life went he supposed. His thumb roasted lightly on the hammer of the gun, and his arm was rock-steady, despite it's rather heavy weight. He had held rifles and shotguns, this was no different. Except for the human on the other end of the barrel, and not a deer, fowl, or pest. There was that.

"Let's start with names, shall we? Will. Will McKinley."
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"Woah, woah woah woah..." Will pulled the hammer back on the gun and indicated for the kid to stop what he was doing. "Ground rules. No sudden movements, no doing anything with that needle, don't... Fucking.... Make me jumpy. Jumpy people have twitchy fingers, yeah?" He indicated with his head for the boy to sit back down, and approached the bag, unzipping it and emptying it out on the floor. There was a glassy clink, and he kneeled down to pick it up, gun trained on the kid at all times.

He picked it up and read the message. Adrenaline. The kid had injectible adrenaline, and looked like the son of a stickman. It would have been amazing had he gotten it, but he hadn't.

"Alright." At this, will lowered the revolver, and breathed out, unaware that he had been holding his breath since he read the bottle. "Alright." He repeated, before at last continuing. "Wade," inwardly, he was thinking who the fuck called a kid Wade, but outwardly he tried to keep his bemused attitude hidden. "Let's... Not do anything rash. Either of us. I'm sure this can all be worked out, as long as you're willing?"

He was pretty sure the kid would be willing. Will was the one with the gun, and the one with both a height and weight advantage. Attacking Will right now would be paramount to suicide, but nonetheless he wanted to get verbal confirmation. Assumptions got you killed, simple as.
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He heard a voice behind him and whirled around, nearly sticking a revolver in Rea's face. "Jesus, you scsred the crap out of me Rea!" He turned to face her fully, turninghis back on Wade for a second. He breathed in, and whispered in her ear "Go and get out of this little bit. I'll meet you by the door."

He turned back around towards Wade and uncocked his revolver, before sticking it in his pocket. "Wade? Good luck, alright? Hope you don't die too fast." He hoped nobody would die, but he didn't think for a moment they would escape unscathed. Still, a boy could dream, and this wasn't exactly thr worst dream in the world.
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