Awakening

4-final chapter

Dom stared at the kid before him, pain on his face, fear in his eyes. He let out a rasping sound, blood spurting from the wound.

Dom knelt down to look at the wound. It was shallow enough he could cut it out if it wasn't too late, the boy may be left mute, but it's better than being dead, isn't it?

"When was this" Dom asked, gesturing to the bite.

"About an hour ago" he gasped through tears.

Shit. Too late.

There was only one thing Dom could do for him now.

He raised his gun.

Placed his finger on the trigger.

And squeezed.

The gunshot rang out through the woods for all to hear, followed by Dom's yells of despair.

But he fell silent, as he heard cars in the distance, growing louder by the second.

Rob and Jack, supporting a weakened John, came running.

"The Raiders are here." Exclaimed Rob.

"Who?" Asked Dom, puzzled.

"A gang who hate us for taking in one of their outcasts."

"Who?" Asked Dom.

"Me."

Dom turned to see John as he made the comment.

"Why'd they kick you out?" He asked.

"One of them tried to get with my wife behind my back, so I took him out by burning him with a Molotov then making a runner with my family." He paused than gave a small laugh as he said "fuckin' Karma" gesturing to the burns on his face.

Their laughs were cut off by a stranger, burns on the side of his blad head, a patch over his affected eye.

"Hello, John. Long time, no see." He said in a harsh, but flowing voice.

"You look like shit mate." Said John cracking a smile.

"Don't look so good yourself." Replied the burnt man, as he stepped confidently towards the group.

"Eye for an eye 'eh?" John replied in a light tone.

"You still have both." Said the man, all traces of calm and reason gone, as he approached John pulling out a knife.

"If I remember correctly, and I'm sure I do, I crawled out of the burning tent, only for you to drive this knife into my eye. He gave a brief, unhinged grin and whispered in his ear "eye for an eye." Before driving the blade deep into John's eye.

Jack yelled and lunged at him, only to be gunned down by the burnt man's men. He was dead before his body hit the ground.

Rob pulled out his gun and was able to shoot down two of the Raiders, before they returned the favour.

Dom turned and made a break for the thicker trees, dodging inbetween them, before a well placed bullet sped into his leg and he went down like a sack of spuds.

He turned and pulled out the Hardballer, headshot ting three of them before another shot tore through his hand, fired by the burned man.

"Funny isn't it." He cried out for all to hear. "God sends the dead to punish us, only for us to kill each other."

He raised his gun and cocked the hammer. He pressed it against Dom's eye forehead, then pulled the trigger.

The bullet flew through the hard none of the skull, through the brain and out the other side in a split second, followed by a large spurt of Crimson liquid.

As Dom's body hit the ground, and blood pooled around him, the raiders turned and left, leaving the bodies to rot there.

Be careful who you cross, because you never know what they're truly capable of......

I know its short (that's what she said) but shit happens.