The Battles End (#wattys2016)

Chapter 27

Chapter 27: The Last Straw
The sun was hardly even a sliver over the horizon. The area was darkened, only a little bit of light left.

But she could still see the blood on her hands. Some had dried. The rest was stick just taunting her with the memory of Tank drawing his gun on the two of them. Of him shooting down Eli. Of her killing Tank. The blood on her hands and arms painfully reminded her how Eli had died in her arms. How the thick Crimson liquid had rolled down his face from the gunshot wound.
Now Sunny stood in the middle of the street. Her bow in a bloodied hand. She had her head facing the ground and eyes closed. It was now she knew, Tank wasn't fooling about one thing. A good sized group of Saviors surrounded her.
She stood stock still taking in nice even breaths. Her shoulders were pulled back as she waited. No one made a move. Little did the men around her know, was that the anger inside her was about to boil over.

Sunny's eyes flashed open before she grabbed an arrow and started shooting at the men who surrounded her. They had killed so many. Taken so much, more than their share. It was the last straw.

Sunny kept grabbing for arrows watching the Saviors around her fall. She'd kick some back before an arrow just so happened to get lodged in their eye socket.it was one gigantic blur of flying arrows, bodies dropping, movement, and a few gunshots.

She found herself panting as they all lay at her feet. Her heart raced and anger burned through her like never before. She had had enough. On man pushed himself up, pawing around for a gun. All that effort, to get an arrow to the head within seconds. She's had enough. Sunny picked up all her arrows and walked away from the scene. She paused where Heath had disappeared to, to find a dark form in the grass. She hung her head. They would probably never find out how many people Tank had slaughtered.

Slaughtered. It was a funny word to use. And very hypocritical. Because that was exactly what Sunny was doing.

Shaking her head she continued on. Pieces of her were being chipped away. This place, this battle. It was going to eventually break her. No matter what she did, Sunny couldn't protect everyone. She couldn't stop every bad guy who walked through that gate. And that would eventually be her undoing. These people, they gave her too much credit.

Opening the door to a house that was across the street from the middle school. She had forgotten all of what she saw how this place could be. Sunny set a hand on the back of a chair in the living room. The place was dark. She would prefer to keep it that way, but she still lit a candle. The black cloth of her handkerchief still covered the bottom half of her face. Sunny set her jacket, bow, and quiver on the couch. That was when she heard it. The slightest creak of the wood flooring. She knew in that moment a gun was being pointed at her back. Fury flashed through her. Sunny pulled down the handkerchief. She was getting pretty fed up with this. She waited a few seconds before aggressively turning and pinning the person on the wall. Sunny's hand wrapped around his throat and she pressed the barrel of her gun to his skull.
     "Ya know I'm gettin real tired of this shit." She growled. "Ya gonna shoot me? C'mon, have a fucking go at it." She lowered her gun as he raised his. The man's face was slowly turning red in the flickering light. She threw him to the grown. He picked his weapon back up and pointed it up at her from his spot in the floor. She could see a little fear in his eyes. That was when she noticed his hand was shaking. She could sense his fear. All her anger melted just as fast as it had came. She stopped seeing a man with short dark hair and brown eyes.

No. She saw a young boy with golden hazel eyes. Auburn colored, combed back hair. She saw a boy with trembling hands, and the fear of a stranger who could end him in seconds. Afraid enough to point an unloaded weapon that still had it's Safety on. Who was to a point, aggravatingly curious. She saw a kid who bent the ears of two strangers to show that he wasn't some dumb kid. A kid who had so much life in him, and ahead of him.
Three gunshots rang out in Sunny's mind.
And she saw the kid who had looked up to her and Tank. The kid who was killed by the man who had saved him. The same man that gave him his new name, his second chance, and brought him here. She saw the kid who died in her arms because she was too stupid to realize the traitor who had walked beside them.

Sunny dropped her gun and turned her back to the man. Taking steps away from him. She pressed the heels of her hands to her eyes. She then drug them over her face.
     "I'm sorry." She faintly whispered. "I'm sorry."
She gripped the back of the couch, not exactly talking to the man who now stood. Sunny hung her head. Her hair was still in the braid The kid had put it in, but several looks strands floated in front of her face.
     "It's okay." The man told not moving any closer, but not backing away. Several other people made their way into the room as Sunny stood upright once more.
"You're bleeding." Sunny looked to her shoulder to find it had been grazed.
     "Just, uh. Just a scratch." She told. A different man with lighter hair stood behind the first.
     "You okay Dunkan?" The second asked.
     "I'm good, I'm good." Dunkan told, but his friend glared at Sunny who still didn't face either of them. Her blood stained hands still on the back of the couch. "Rich, it's fine."
     "You." Rich took a step forward while narrowing his eyes. "You killed Tank."
Sunny went tense at the accusation. It was all too true. She let go of the couch glancing at everyone in the room. There was a redhead and three others in the back.
     "You can't deny it." Rich continued. "You sick-"
     "Yes! I did kill Tank." Sunny snarled. "But he deceived all of us. He was a traitor."
They all looked at her in shock.
     "He tried to get me an the kid's guard down so he could lead us right to a group of Saviors. Damn it, he shot Eli. Yeah. That was Chance's real name." She turned away from them once more. "He died in my arms. As you can see."
Everyone was silent. But the redhead in the back tilted his head and crossed his arms. He forgot all of what Sunny had just stated as he smirked.
     "Gotta nice bow there sunshine." Abraham stepped forward.
Sunny's blood boiled once more as she turned to face him, only to have it melt away. She had no words as the three smiled at each other.

The night before someone eventually was able to wrap up Sunny's wound. They spoke about a 'meeting' the Saviors were going to have with the people of EastHaven. They haven't been killing just anybody, mainly those who stuck their neck out. And her's was fully exposed.
Sunny woke far before the rest. She knew that if Abraham and Rosita were here, then there was bound to be others. So she couldn't take the risk of what she had been doing so far. It had to be stopped. This battle needed to find its end. So, as the sun rose into the sky, she left. She had a plan in mind. Sunny was going to just so happen to show up to this little meet and greet. And she was going to deliver a message of her own.

A/N
....... Guys.......

There
Are
Only

Two
Chapters
LEFT
HOLLY CRAP.
There will be an epilogue, defiantly. And *cough cough* just might so happen to be in first person...
Like I said, I don't know how many chapters ago, but I might just. Write the whole ending, and split it into parts from there. I seriously love this story, and hearing how some of you love the series...
And I thought about it, and I'm gonna enter this one in the Wattys as well. So please, vote, comment, and share the love for this story and series.
Also please comment or in any way ask me any questions or things you'd like to know about the series or characters, for a series overview (come to think of it it's like a talking dead type one). And if you all would like I could structure it like that, even though I don't have any actors assigned to my OCs.

Ok, onto the questions.

What will Sunny's message be?
Will we see the rest of the group?
How will they reclaim EastHaven... If they can?

Please remember to vote and comment....... And until the next chapter, part 1 of the last!
P.S. Both parts will have different titles.