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If It Bleeds, It Leads; (Private)
Topic Started: Jan 10 2017, 05:48 PM (1,181 Views)
KamiKaze
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((Jennifer Wallace continued from Why We Fight))

Kimiko Kao had killed again. First of the day, too. By the sound of things, it was a boyfriend, or at least something similar. Not even love could withstand the island. So, friendships? They were probably even less sturdy. Maybe, Jennifer thought, it wasn’t a good idea for Clarice to look for Kimiko anymore, based off what had happened?

But, after the announcements, they’d headed to the radio tower. It was somewhat of a foregone conclusion that it would no longer work, though. Obviously, the terrorists had thought of deactivating it so that it couldn’t be used by them. Maybe there was a way of making it active again, but Jennifer couldn’t think of anything.

It was worth a shot, though, at least? Just to see what’s in there. She doubted that there was a generator nearby. The terrorists would think of removing or deactivating it, too. And hey, at least they wouldn’t be in the rain anymore.

After she had reached down to adjust a shoe for a few seconds, she slid back up to see Clarice numbly fiddling with the control panel. Of course, nothing budged. Again, the terrorists most likely deactivated it a long time ago. However, Jennifer noticed Clarice seemed… dazed.

Finding out your friend had killed more would probably make you feel terrible. The blood they’d seen on Kimiko, come to think of it, must have been Caleb’s. It was the first announced, which meant that it was likely earlier in the day. She tried to remember who Caleb was. He was kind of a slobby looking boy, if she recalled correctly. Also, he seemed to insult people on a regular basis. Another possible case of provocation of some sort? Maybe he baited Kimiko somehow, which led to her killing him. However, if they were in a relationship of some sort, as Danya suggested, how and why could it happen? Maybe, again, you could just never trust anyone regardless of what your relationship was before.

Did that mean it was a good idea to stay with the group?

Jennifer shook that thought out of her head.

“Hey, Clarice…”

Again, Jennifer was at a loss. Sometimes, connecting with others was difficult. Her social skills weren’t the worst by far, and she wasn’t unemphatic. It was just that when it came to comforting people, especially in situations like this, she had no idea how to broach it. She remembered when she talked to Bart at the museum, about his health problems. He’d picked up on what she was thinking, that she didn’t like the way he smelled. It wasn’t the first time she didn’t know what the correct thing to say to someone was, and it wasn’t the last.

Sometimes, though, things were easier with information. It was a reason why she wanted to become a journalist. It was easy to come to conclusions based off vague details and emotions. But the more facts you knew about a situation, the easier it was to knowing the truth and making a good interpretation. Some part of her wanted to tell people the truth, to help them understand those facts. Some naïve part of her, one that could even still exist, had dreamed of finding some cover-up or conspiracy, and expose it to the world. She guessed that facts made things easier.

And right now, it was a fact that Clarice had a dazed look on her face.

Sometimes a simple question helped to get more facts.

“Are you feeling okay?”

Jennifer really needed a cup of coffee. Maybe that would make her head more clear.
RICHARDS/BAINES OTP!

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((Skipping ahead to get this death going. If there are any issues, please let me know))

Someone was coming. Jennifer could hear footsteps, just outside. Her head flicked towards the door. She was standing close to it to begin with, but she stepped closer. But, that someone had already decided to show up. The door slammed open, revealing who it was. And unfortunately, Jennifer knew exactly who it was.

While keeping track of who was killing was somewhat difficult without writing everything down, there was one name that had consistently come up time and time again. That was Nancy Kyle. Scarlett was one of her victims, so was Sanford. Unlike Kimiko, it didn’t sound like Nancy had any excuses. Maybe there were other factors that she didn’t know about, but she didn’t want to take any chances.

What was worse was, Nancy had a gun, pointed directly at them.

Once again, Jennifer had to think fast. If Nancy opened fire, it would mean up to four people could die here. Bart, Clarice, Kiziah, and her personally. All four, gone, with just a few shots.

Jennifer didn’t even think. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew what she was going to do wasn't good, but it quickly slipped away. Instead she stepped forward, her heart pounding. Her lips curled, her fists clenched. She wasn’t going to let Nancy do that.

She swung a foot towards Nancy’s shin.
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Everything was a blur.

Jennifer’s foot connected. Nancy dropped the gun, clutching the spot she’d hit. Somewhere in the background Jennifer heard shouting, but it was distant, muddled. Nancy looked up, and growled under her breath.

She froze, wondering what to do next. But Nancy decided for her.

In one swift moment, she lunged forward, her arms outstretched. Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat. Nancy wasn’t going to stop there. Intuitively, Jennifer raised her arms, trying to swat her hands out of the way. But one foot lost balance as she stepped back, causing Jennifer’s leg to sway.

“Someone-”

Bart, Kiziah, and Clarice. She was sure they were still here. Nancy was distracted, meaning that they could do anything. They could run. They could hide. They could choose to attack Nancy while all of energy was focused on her. Something. Anything.

“-Do something!” she yelled.


Jennifer wasn’t sure what. She didn’t want the others to die.

She didn’t want to die.
RICHARDS/BAINES OTP!

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They fell.

Jennifer felt a pair of fists slamming into her face. Each hit, each burst of pain, came in a rhythm. Nancy seemed focused, determined. Ready to get the job done. For a moment, Jennifer felt a feeling of dread.

This is it, she thought.

No. It wasn’t.

Jennifer’s face twisted underneath all the pain. Her eyebrows furrowed. Her lips tightened around her bare teeth. She wasn’t going to let it end here. Not like this.

Her right hand reached up, and took a swing towards Nancy’s neck. Another hand pushed up, and within the next second, Jennifer felt the weight on her body vanish. Nancy fell onto her rear.

She sat up in one swift motion. A metallic taste, almost like copper, was inside her mouth. With it, a red streak had dripped from the corner of her lips. Her breathing became ragged, and she tasted the blood in her mouth each time her breath touched it. But, even with all the pain, she saw Nancy lift her gun again, and-

Jennifer screamed.

A hand touched her right shoulder, only to feel a warm wetness and pain. Blood. She’d… she’d been shot. Her heart was going faster and faster. Her vision blurred and got dark around the edges. She wasn’t sure if that was fear or blood loss. Her skin shook under her hand. For a second, Jennifer’s face looked shocked, almost pained. But then, her eyes glared. Her lips curled. Her hand tightened around the bloody fabric.

She didn’t want Nancy to know how scared she was.

Jennifer made another decision. If Nancy was distracted, it would mean that Bart, Kiziah, and Clarice were safe. They could run or hide. If Nancy was focused only on her, they wouldn’t be in any danger. If Jennifer was still alive, still kicking.

In a split second, she summoned up as much adrenaline as possible, and lunged forward. Once again, they were on the ground. But this time, Jennifer was on top of it. Her fists swung into Nancy’s chest and shoulders, once, twice, three times, four. The pain in her shoulder faded in the adrenaline, the panic, and the anger.
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The gun.

Jennifer realized within a heartbeat. When she’d tackled Nancy, she hadn’t let go. She still had it. Jennifer’s failure to realize this was compounded by another pain to her head, another cry from her lips accompanying it.

Somewhere, she heard more shouting. The sound of someone being dragged away, the sound of someone running away. But she didn’t pay attention. Couldn’t pay attention. Her vision continued to blur and darken around the edges, adrenaline being the main thing keeping her awake, energized.

Another fist pounded against Nancy’s face. She didn’t want to stop here, she didn’t want to die, she didn’t want Nancy to murder the others, she didn’t want-


She heard Nancy scream, and a second later, another crack.


Jennifer’s eyes widened for a second. She dimly felt something wet and warm, dripping from just below her collar. Another second, and a small, choked rasping noise came from her mouth. Two more, and she slumped down onto Nancy, her body limp, blood dripping out from her neck.

Just a few seconds ago, Jennifer’s face had been twisted with determination, anger, hatred. But now, it’d been replaced with a shocked look. Her eyes remained open.

But they were unthinking.

Unknowing.


Female Student #055 Jennifer Wallace- ELIMINATED
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