Black Death (MiniCat)

Chapter 3- Friends or Enemies?

Craig's/Mini's POV

I woke up to the sound of unfamiliar voices. Instead of opening my eyes I decided to listen to their conversation. "Who's this guy?" One of the voices said. "Don't ask me! How am usurp post to know?" Another voice yelled. "Shut up ya idiot you're gonna wake him up!" A different voice whisper/yelled. There's something about the third voice that calms me down. I wonder why? "What do we do with him?" The first voice asks. "Maybe he can join us! He's obviously not sick!" The third voice suggested. "I say we kill him and take his loot!" The second voice exclaimed except quieter. My body tensed up, but the tree men didn't seem to notice. I cautiously inched my hand towards my pistol. I didn't open my eyes so I could take them by surprise. I grabbed the gun and tried to pull it up but it wouldn't move. I felt around an noticed something was holding it down... A shoe. "What do you think you're doing?" The second voice questioned cockily. I hesitantly opened my eyes to see three men hovering over me. "What were ya gonna do with that gun, huh?" The second voice asked. "Shut up Brock you're scaring him!" The third voice ordered. 'Brock' rolled his eyes and kicked my gun out of my reach. "I'm sorry about my friend... He can be a bit of a dick sometimes. By the way I'm Tyler!" Tyler stated with his hand extended out to me. I involuntarily took it. He helped me off the cold, hard ground. "And I'm David, some people call me Nogla, but I don't really give a shit about what you call me." David said with a welcoming grin. "Fine! I'm Brock if you haven't already figured that out..." Brock said. Should I tell them my real name? Eh, fuck it. I'm gonna die either way so who gives a shit. "I'm Craig..." I mumbled. "You want to stick with us? We have some insight on what's been going on!" Tyler pleaded. Should I? Can I even trust these guys? I trust Tyler and David, but Brock... I don't know about him yet. Well, let's see... I'm fucked without them and I'm slightly less fucked with them. I'm fucked either way, but it would be nice to have some company. They can help me free Cheyenne and her mother too!" Okay... I guess it would be nice having some company in this hell hole. "Yay! Finally! Maybe he won't be as boring as you two fuck wads!" Tyler shouted with excitement. Brock and Nogla were about to reply until the ground shook. "What going on?!" I screeched as the ground shook even more. "The building is falling down! We have to get out of here!" Brock answered as he basically dragged us out the door. Fortunately, I managed to grab my pistol from across the room before we left. We got out the building before it started to crumble. I looked around and remembered something. Cheyenne's dad!!! "Find a safe place to stay! I forgot something!" I ordered as I ran to his body. I could hear the sound of them yelling at me, but I ignored them. I reached his body and tried to drag him out of the way. I know he's already dead, but he deserves a proper burial. I pulled and tugged but he didn't move an inch. The building began to fall down even faster. Suddenly, I couldn't hear the building. I looked back at the building and noticed that it was tipping... In my direction. "Get out of there! Leave the body and run!" I heard Brock yell. "I'm so sorry..." I whispered as I grabbed the necklace and bolted. I didn't manage to make to out of the way in time... At least part of me didn't. My leg got crushed under neath a giant piece of rubble. I felt a warm liquid roll down my leg up to my waist. Shit... At least I got the necklace. Maybe I can give it to Cheyenne when we save her and her mom. I heard the sound of gravel crunching. I could hear voices, but I couldn't make them out. Everything seemed fuzzy. My head began spinning as I clenched the necklace in my fist. I could tell that there was people standing around me. I guess it's Brock, David, and Tyler. I felt the pressure on my leg decrease filled by grunts. When my leg was almost free I felt the giant piece of concrete fall on my led again. I groaned in pain. "Shit!" Someone said. I couldn't tell which one of them it was since my vision was blurry and my ears were ringing. I began to drift off into a dreamless sleep.