Virago

15

Anastasia was roughly shoved into the back of a van. She heard Leo yell and try to fight back but it was no use. Once she heard the door of the van shut the bag was ripped off of her head. She looked around and saw Liz, Shane, Cali and Eva in the van along with a group of guys with masks and face paint on.

"Hey guys, long time no see." Anastasia told her group. Shane shook his head at her and looked down.

Leo started stirring, he moved his head and saw a gun pointed directly in his face. Anastasia looked at him and gave him a small smile.

"Are you gonna kill us?" Anastasia asked the group. They just looked at her and remained silent. "Dont be a fucking pussy. If you're gonna kill us just say it. We're not playing a surprise game." Anastasia snapped.

A guy took off his mask and leaned closer to Anastasia. "We're not purging tonight."

"How did you find us?" Cali asked.

"We got lucky. I mean, we were roaming around out there all night. Just picking up the people who got away from those badass trucks. We get their scarps." The man without the mask told her.

"Why haven't you killed us already?" Cali asked.

"Like I said to her, we're not purging tonight. We don't need to kill anyone. We just need money."

Anastasia felt the car come to a stop and the men walked towards the doors of the van while still keeping the guns pointed at them.

"Let's go!" The man repeated to the group while they all stood and walked to the back of the van.

They jumped out of the van and were met with men in suits.

"Who the fuck are they?" Liz asked.

"I should have went to fucking Maine." Anastasia groaned.

The man without the mask walked up to the man in the suit and was handed a wad of cash. The group got in their van and left. The men in the suits started pulling and dragging the group in. A man grabbed Anastasisa's shoulder, she jerked back and punched him in the face. The butt of his gun soon collided with her nose. She heard a snap and felt blood gush down her face.

"Fuck!" She held onto her nose. The man grabbed her by the back of her head, gripping her hair tightly, and pulled her to follow the others.

"Ana? What happened?" Leo asked when he saw her face as they were shoved down a hallway.

"This fat fuck broke my fucking nose!" She walked while holding her nose. The man holding her head threw her on the ground.

"Hey!" Leo yelled and was shoved into a wall. The man in the suit pulled Anastasia up once again and pulled her into another room.

The group was then told to get on their knees.

"On your knees." The man told Anastasia.

"Fuck you." She spat the blood that was pouring down her nose and into her mouth at him.

"Disgusting bitch!" He slapped her across the face and pushed her down onto her knees.

"If you move or speak, you will be shot." One of the men told them.

Anastasia looked up and saw people dressed to the nines just smiling and staring at the group. She looked down onto the stage they were on. She sighed and watched the blood drip from her face. She looked over and saw Leo staring at her.

'It's going to be okay.' He mouthed to her. Instead of responding she looked back down and watched the blood drip. She felt numb, she was helpless. They had been through so much and she thought she was going to survive but this is how it ends? They fought so hard throughout the night and it just led here.

Stacy looked out into the crowd once again. An older lady in a blue dress was pointing and talking but Anastasia could hear the words. Everything was muffled. She looked into the bright white light and sighed.

'Mary's probably worried. I should've gone to Maine with them. Why did I stay here?' Anastasia was pulled out of her thoughts when the men in suits grabbed everyone in the group. She let the man pull her, not even caring to fight. 'I'm so tired.'

They were pulled down a hallway and shoved into a dark room. The doors were slammed shut after Anastasia was thrown in. Leo grabbed her and ripped a piece of his shirt. He wiped the blood off of her face and told her to pinch the bridge of her nose. She nodded her head and the group followed him into the dark room.