Backup comes.
Everyone fights.
War.
Bloodshed.
Hatred.
Depression
Dread
Grief.
No one's POV:
Woody is running for his life, he was the only one from his family(loaf,blocky and him) left, loaf and blocky had been taken from him..
Woody would avenge them..no matter the cost.
Murder is everywhere.
People are dying left and right.
Screaming,blood,gunshots,stabbing,fear
Was all this world was now.
Woody hides behind some wall, looking at a picture of him,his husband,and their kid, sniffing abit, as a tear rolls down his face, sighing and standing back up, shooting someone who had been stealing up on him,
Then went back to fighting.
Days past. There's few people from each side.
Still fighting.
Some retreated. Some fled. And some still fought.
Nobody knew when this would be over. But they yearned to know when. They wanted to go back to normal life.
With their families and stuff.
Woody's POV:
Me and a bunch of others are sitting in an underground base, almost everyone was sick and tired of this. Its worse now that someone took x down.
Four lost it when he heard x died.
With the fact he was unable to recover people at the moment.
The lack of food and supplies to survive doesn't help.
If only this could be over...
I lay down, shifting my gaze to leafy, who had a giant hole in the side of her, she looked back "Im sorry about blocky.." she mumbles, I shrug looking to the side.
"Alright...back to battle...." four mumbles
(Apologies for the short chapter im abit lazy rn lol)
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