Anarchy on Earth

~19~

"We got a problem!" Auden continued to remind me.

"No kidding." I said

Not only did we have a problem with at least 30 strangers trailing the van at a modest pace, but the gate to the docks was coming up. It was a large mesh gate that was locked from the insides. In the setting sun, I could make out 2 people guarding the door. They eyed us suspiciously. I noticed as we got closer that they had guns. Big things too. I was just thinking how they could be automatic guns, like assault rifles, when a barrage of flashes and pings began to plague the van. They were shooting at us!

"Auden! Get down!" I yelled.

I looked back momentarily to find him throwing up in the back seat.

"You alright?!" I asked.

"I feel sick." He coughed.

The gate was coming towards us fast. The gunshots stopped hitting the car, and started hitting the strangers as they got closer to the two guys. I braced as we hit the gate head-on. I flew forward, and the airbags shot out as we blew through. Blinded by the giant bags of air now looming in my face, I jerked the wheel heavily to the side. I felt us skid, and sharp yells broke out. The car flipped, and my head smacked the roof of the car. I yelled out, as my head REALLY HURT. As we landed on our side, I was thinking about how similar this was to the original crash 14 days ago.

"You alright?" I croaked. My joints ached, and I felt warm blood running down my face.

There was no answer from Auden. I looked back, and saw him writhing on the ground... Or wall... Whatever it is.

"Auden!" I yelled.

The door above me flew open, and I was being pulled out of the car by two really strong looking guys in leather jackets and balaclavas.

"Wait! There's someone in the back!" I tried to shout before one of the guys punched me across the face.

The world around me started to spin. That was a hard punch. My head throbbed, and the image of the two terrorist looking guys were starting to bob and weave around. At first, as I was nearly passing out, I thought I had a really bad head injury. Then, as another person was dragging me away, and talking indistinctly, I realized the two guys were dancing.

Is that the... Dub...?

I was punched across the face again, and all the lights went out.

***

When I woke up, my first thought was that I really wanted food.

As I looked around at my surroundings, which was pretty empty, for it looked like nothing but a shed without the tools in it. It still smelled like gasoline though. Mmmmmm... Gasoline makes fire. Fire cooks food. Foooooooooood.

"Who's that?" A quite familiar voice called out.

"Peter Gonzalez!" I called out hoarsly. It was my pen name on WyattPod.

"Huh." The voice said in apporoval. "Well sir, I'm Patton, and with me here is Henri, Mandy, and Jiffin. Oh, don't forget Fluffy Satan."

I instantly realized that it was TK, Henry, Miranda, Griffin, and Jordan. It was the nicknames everyone had gotten back at school. But were did Fluffy Satan come from?

"You still there 'Peter'?" TK said, painfully. "Or has Jack shown up?"

"He betrayed us." I said, coughing. "Jackson."