I stare down at the fire, quietly fuming, as Grant and Roger continue cracking stupid jokes to one another and being super loud. I hear a snapping twig in the distance.
"Will you two shut up?!" I snap. "There's is some dangerous monster in the woods and you're practically leading it right to us!"
"Ah shut up bitch!" Grant spits.
Roger agrees and takes a swig from his beer smelling canteen.
"Who has the guns? We do! If that thing does show up, we'll handle it. Hell, maybe it's a good thing we lead it to us, it'll save us from days being stuck in this forest with you and pencil neck!"
I get up and glare at him with pure hate. "Don't call him that. If you say that again I will punch you."
The two morons laughed hysterically making an even bigger racket than before.
"You're both drunk!" In one swift swing I kick at the sticks in the fire, nearly stamping it out.
As the two shout insults and swears at me, I stomp over to one of the two tents.
Before going in, I turn to Jeremy, "You gonna stay with those dumbasses?"
Jeremy nervously clenches the gun in his lap. "Uh...yeah. Sorry."
I huff and climb into the tent. I go through my things to make sure everything is here. I left my gun outside, but whatever I guess. Perhaps the creature will get full from eating Roger and Grant in time for me kill it.
I sigh, maybe then everyone will finally respect me.
I turn off the lantern inside then climb into my sleeping bag and try to tune out the sound of laughing. Then, closer than before, I hear a twig snap.
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The Predators Hunt
FanfictionWinda was always the underdog. The one who no one ever thought would be good enough to handle a big threat. Or let alone encounter an alien that's hellbent on hunting down anything for its skull. After miraculously surviving in the wilderness with t...
