Kill Zone

June 25 2018 8:07 Jakob

One step, two steps, three steps, stop. One step, two... Over and over, forever on repeat.

He’s been walking for hours, only a trail of footsteps upon the earth to follow, no food or water. The sun had came down but his fear of the revs was diminished by the fact that it wasn’t worth living if he didn’t have her by his side. It was finding her or death.

Until he found it, he found her.
She's tighted up against a post in in the middle of an old abandoned warehouse. Jakob could see through the industrial windows, they hadn’t touched her clothes only a small scar on her cheek, ‘’Atta girl!’’ she didn’t go easy.

The man with the scar was going through their bag of guns, the other two were walking around, only one of then has a gun with him. They hadn’t expected much of a fight when they captured Alexandra and didn’t think that him, barely an adult would go back for her.

He had to get her out of there before one of those greasy perverts placed a hand on her.

Thank you nature for rocks he told himself. He threw one into the closes door, hiding behind the outside wall as quickly as possible. Peaking through the window to find the chubby guy going to check it out. This trick was recovery tactic 101, video games had served him well.

He made his move, positioned himself in front of the door and as the man came into view he threw the rock at his face with a force that stabbed him in the eye so hard he crumbled forward which gave him the time to hold him in a head lock. He tried to scream for help but his airway was being restrained. One down.

He hide behind the wall closes to the door creating a small whistle sound like a bird. Roger came out next with the end of his gun pointing through the open door. Jakob grabbed the gun, pulled it out of his hands as he reached for it, hitting him on the side of his face with it. As he goes to fall down he grabbed his neck and twisted.

Pay backs a bitch.