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Fiona

I looked up, and noticed the rusty metal of a shackle that was secured around my wrist. Confusion filled my whole form, until I felt a harsh tug and felt my body being pulled into the direction of the blinding spotlight. I could barely make out the person's figure, as their silhouette was the only thing that was easily identifiable.
I pulled against the restraints, feeling as the chain to the shackles stopped moving, before the individual used a big amount of strength at once to fling me forward. I was knocked down face forward as they kept pulling, now using an alarming amount of force. 

"Shit." I heard Curt mutter to himself upon realization of what was going on.
My elbows were being skinned as I was continuously being dragged, being yanked painfully everytime I caused any complications. I mentally cursed as I tried to concentrate on seeing who the person was, but gave up ultimately as time was running out.

"Mom!" I heard Ashanti scream out, not daring to move from her spot beside the window. She had tears in her eyes as she watched the events play out in front of her.

While simultaneously being pulled, I steadied myself and pulled myself up from the tension of the chain.
Now sitting up, I moved quickly and wrapped enough of the chain around my hand to grasp, using every ounce of strength I had in me to pull it as hard as possible in my direction.  I felt it loosen up, and the person on the other end trip forwards, but I still couldn't get away from the restraints as if he was still holding on.

Damnit

Behind me I heard Richard grunt and turned to see him get thrown on the concrete road, before Curt took his place by landing a right hook to the masked enemy's face. It's like this guy was some immortal giant that's impossible to kill. Even with Milly going her hardest, she could only do so much.

I took my opportunity and stood up, running towards the spotlight and the person that was on the other end. I didn't care I couldn't see their face or what they looked like in general.

I'm sick of being dragged like a dog.

As soon as they started to get up off of the ground, I got a running start and speared them as hard as I could, knocking all the air out of them. I didn't care if I could barely see as I straddled them and repeatedly threw punch after punch, adrenaline boiling in my veins.
They blocked on my fifth punch and rolled us over so I was now on the bottoms, and I just so happen to catch a glimpse of the long haired brunette male. He had a look of crazy rage in his eyes as if he were rabid, and scars littered different parts; some looking heavily infected. If I didn't know any better I would have that they were already a zombie if it weren't for their calculated moves.

He got one good lick to my cheek before I blocked and jabbed him as hard as I could in the ribs, rolling him off of me so we were now separated. I couldn't get too far away though, as I now noticed the chain that was attached to my arm is directly attached to his as well.

I saw the evil glint in his eyes as he looked at me hungrily, making me scramble to find anything to use since my gun was gone. The blinding light made it hard as I felt around on the ground, noticing the man start to brace himself to charge.  Right as he started running towards me, I managed to pick up a large piece of stray concrete that had been broken off, chucking it directly at his face. My attention focused on the sickening crack that echoed off the bridge, and the few loose teeth that scattered across the concrete.

"Fuck!" The man yelled out while cradling what was left of his busted nose and teeth. As he spoke blood spewed out onto his chin which probably fueled his rage even more.
With fire in his eyes, his evil gaze locked onto my dark orbs as I began to regret my decision, knowing whatever was coming wasn't going to be good.