Mystic (10k fanfiction - Z Nation)

Chapter.7 - Raid pt.1

-- Sara's POV --

Its been 2 weeks without transportation,3 days without sleep,4 days without food,and 2 days without water.
We are desperate.
At least,thats what I keep telling myself so I don't feel so guilty.

The plan was simple : Get in,get as much as you can hold,and get out.

I stand in front of the gated camp ground with the group around me in silence.The night shielded us and the gaurds were asleep in the now early hours of morning.
We were all waiting for someone to move.None of us could come back from what could happen tonight.I already saw too much in my past,I could do this.I locked all my weapons into place,being sure they wouldn't fall out or give me problems moving.
I turned to 10k beside me and gave him a warm smile before I made my way over the fence.I began to climb it as quietly as I could,but even my supreme stealthiness couldn't quite my landing.
Suddenly all three sleeping gaurds were now awake with guns pointed at me,surrounding me.
I managed a glimpse outside the gates,nobody was there.
They hadn't abandon me,I had to trust this.

I put my hands up in surrender, "Please...I just need water..." I say,doing my best to sound innocent and pleading.
They all looked at each other,all noting how innocent I wasn't with the rifle strapped to my back.
"You are alone?" One of them said,he was the handsomer of the three,and a hint of an Irish accent seeped through his lips.
I nodded and gave him the sweetest smile I could muster.
"Is there...anything else you'd need?" The farthest one said, he was also young,but not handsome like the other one.
The other sneered through his thick and dirty beard,eyeing me up and down like I was their object.
The Irish man was closer now,his hands lowering the gun to his knee.He had a wicked smirk on his face as his eyes played with my body.
"I mean..." I say, quickly fumbling with the buttons on my shirt, "I could use...other things,too." I tried my best to look consetive,flirty even.
He came closer to me and I could smell the booze on his breath.His hands reached down the pulled the shirt loose around me so it was open,revealing just a bralette underneath.

I heard something-someone-in the background and knew I wasn't alone.The gaurds didn't hear it,they were too fascinated with my body to care about their well being.

"Lets...go somewhere more comfortable,shall we?" The Irish man said in my ear.
I tried not to shudder in disgust, "Yes,we shall."
The gaurd turned to his friends, "Now,lads,you can go fetch this young lady some water while I get busy," There was a grumble of protest before he put a hand up, "Captains orders,men, you will get your turns soon enough." He turned back to me as the other men went away in the direction of camp. "Remove the weapons first, keep them here,you can receieve them later."
I nodded, he had planned on letting me go anyway...

After my weapons were removed and resting on the fence post, I could only hope the others had seen me do it.
He pulled me in the direction away from the camp,but not outside the fences.
I knew then,I'd kill him with my bare hands.

"Where are we going exactly?" I asked.
"My camper,of course,"
I nodded even though he couldn't see.
The camper came into view then,it wasn't large but it looked as homely as an apocolypse could offer.
As we approached I forced myself to calm down and face what I was about to do.
"Are you a good guy?" I asked.
He stopped and looked at me, "Are you a good girl?"
I looked away, "There's no good or bad anymore,is there?"
He contiued walking, "Welcome to the apocolypse."
"You didn't answer me," I muttered.
He paused as we made it to his camper,standing outside he didn't look at me when he answered, "I've done things I wish I hadn't had to do.But at the end of the day I'd conside myself one of the good ones."
I nodded, maybe he'd understand.
Maybe he wouldn't be angry with me.
I wasn't like him,I wasn't one of the good ones,was I?
As I bent down to pick up a rock the size of tow fists,I thought about my morals and how in an apocolypse nobody really had them.
I took a deep breath and bashed him over the head with the rock,knocking him out.He slumped to the ground with a loud thump.
Removing the rest of my shirt,I pressed the thin material over the gash and sat him up againes the camper.He was still breathing.
I wrapped the shirt around his head tightly to stop the blood as best it could,then I swapped all his weapons and attached them to myself before taking off in the direction of the camp ground.

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I was running through the campers as fast as I could with a knife in one hand and a revolver in the other.If I was to get back to him in time for him to stay unconcious I needed to be quick.

Suddenly,out of nowhere,I banged straight into something large.At first I assume it is just a tree or another camper I hadn't noticed when I turned my head to make sure I wasn't be followed.
But to my surprise,it was a person.
Both of my weapons were knocked from my hands and I was planted back down on the ground.The adrenaline running through me was enough to make it a painless fall.
"Sara?" A familiar voice called and leaned down next to me.
My eyes met 10k's and I instantly pulled him down to kiss me, "I'm so happy to see you,"
10K smiled and helped me to my feet, "Everyone else is scouting the place,I came to find you," His eyes trailed down my body and I could see his concern, "What happened?"
I laughed, "Its a hell of a story,"
"Where are your clothes?" He paused, "Did he...?"
I put my hands up in desense, "No,no, Oh god no!" I pulled him into a tight hug, "I hit him and needed something to stop it from bleeding,"
He sighed in relief as I let him go.He bent down to the ground to rumage through his bag.Pulling out a white-green shirt belonged to him, he hands it to me.
I nod a thanks and pulled the shirt around me.The shirt smelled like him,and it brought me a lot of comfort,I was safe now.