Chapter 9

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I woke up the next morning to the loud sounds of the camp. We only had 25 people but it was enough. They all had fires started and were cooking beans as usual. Since the the adults weren't allowed in the city we haven't had any new food stocks. So now, four months later, we are stuck with the food that nobody wants. You're lucky to find something as common as peanut butter. Now the only things in stores are the things people don't want or the things that are not spoiled.

"Hey." Leah said

"Hey." I said still half asleep

"Okay I booked a private plane to pick us up outside of the city at 11:00."

"Okay." I said

"It's 10:00."

"What!?" I said

I quickly ate breakfast and we drove to the rendevouz point. We got on the plane and started to take off. I looked around the room to see that we were in a very expensive plane. I looked over at John who was drinking champain.

"John don't get drunk during a mission!" I said

"But it's my only time to be fancy! But if it's an order then I will." he said

All of a sudden the plane rocked violently. I knew something was wrong so I got out of my seat and slowly made my way to the cockpit. I looked over at the pilot and yelled. The pilot was a Grown-Up. Blain came up beside me and freaked out, chopping the pilot's head clean off. The plane veered to one side and I grabbed the wheel. I steadied the plane and sighed.

"Great we aren't affected by the disease, but we carry it! So who's going to fly the plane?" I asked

"I could." Blain said

"Really?" I asked

"Sure. I can drive a car." he said confidently

"Okay." I said

He took the controls carfully.

"So if this is the steering wheel and I turn it, so should the plane."

He turned the steering wheel and instead of turning, the plane did a barrel roll. Slowly the wall became the floor and them the celing became the floor. The plane did a 360 and was back to normal.

"Maybe I'll look a bit more up in the manual book." Blain said

"Excuse me?" said a voice from behind me

I turned around to see a boy about 18 years old in a waiter uniform.

"What happened? I was getting some glasses cleaned, when the entire room went upside down!" the boy said

I was going to tell the boy what had happened, but just as I was I noticed his eyes. They were brown, but something was clouding them. His eyes were slowly being transformed from brown to orange. The orange origanated from the outside of the eye, making it's way to the middle.

"Hello? Excuse me?" he got agitated

I swung at him knowing the B-13 hadn't fully kicked in. He ducked and I knew he had just enough a dose to beat me. He punched me in return, and I hit the ground hard. Out of the corner of my eye I knew the others saw him hit me. I knew he couldn't beat the whole team and so did he. He kicked me while I was still on the ground and I felt worse. He dragged me to my feet and held me infront of him.

"Drop your weapons! If one of you make a move I'll kill him!" the boy yelled

The team dropped their weapons and took a step back, knowing he did have the motive to kill me. I knew somebody would come up with a plan, when a loud clang came from behind me. The boy's grip losened and I tugged free. I turned to see Blain with a fire extinuisher. The boy got up to his feet and ran at Blain. Blain didn't get out of the way in time and was forced into the control panel. They threw each other into the panel, wall and floor. I was suprised to see Blain lasting this long. I bet the boy was on a very, very low dosage. All eight pugs were fighting too. They were biting, tugging, and licking. The rest of the team stood by watching, unsure weither or not to help. Blain finally pinned him, and punched him over and over. Blain's nose was bleeding and shirt was ripped. Even as he punched the boy not a spot of blood was shed from the boy. He got up and dragged the boy long the aisle of the plane. Blain opened the plane's emergency hatch and before I could protest, he threw the boy out of the plane. He walked up to me. He knew I objected and was angery at him but he didn't care.

"That was as easy as taking out the trash." Blain said puffing

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