TRS (The Robot Survivors.)

Chapter 18

  A man ran out of the forest, a knife in his hand. He sprinted over to a car and then he went round a few corners and saw it. The two huge buildings with an alleyway between them. In the alleyway was the entrance to the bunker. The man knew the entrance was in the ground because he'd been watching the people who lived in it for a few days. He had seen the leader of the group, a man with brown hair and a beard. Then there was his two right hand men, a black man with a shaved head and a white man with a scar beside his eye. There was also the two brothers. Good fighters. One with blondy brown hair that went down just over his ears and one with short brown wavy hair. The man had a plan, he was going to draw some robots to this area so when the bunker group went out for scavenging missions, they'd get ambushed. The man smiled at the thought of the robots ripping the bunker group apart. 

He ran his hand though his hair, he thought to himself. 'I might as well kill now, my humanity is gone there's nothing left for me. If hell exists I'm going there, all there is for me is my time on Earth. They are food, the key to survive, I will have my meal.'

He had been doing this for months now and it no longer bothered him. He didn't even count those he killed anymore, they're meat, that's all there is to it. You don't think about the chicken walking around eating corn when you eat a drumstick. You don't imagine the cow that gets killed for you to have a hamburger. It's true what they say, ignorance is bless. This is how he thought now, this was all he ever thought about. 

He put his hand over his eye, it hurt a bit less now. He had lost his eye about a month ago when he was shot by a member of the group he was now spying on. He cursed himself for allowing it to happen, he had gotten to used to killing, he had forgotten how dangerous people can be. He saw the two metal trapdoors in the ground leading to the bunker. The trapdoors were between two buildings. The man saw the group of Causals that usually were around the area. They, out of all the types of robots, looked the funniest. With their oval shaped head, and their cylinder shaped torsos with the cylinder underneath which had the legs attached to it. They had long arms with sharp claws. Their rectangular mouths had sharp teeth. The man smiled and began to wave at them.

 Meanwhile on the inside of the bunker, Connor was standing guard next to the metal doors. He heard a loud bang.

"Guys!" he yelled. "Someone's trying to get in the trapdoors." No one could hear him. There was more banging on the trapdoor accompanied by swearing. Connor knew the trapdoors wouldn't last for long, he needed help and quick.

Conner looked around, his options were decreasing by the second. He realised there was only one thing he could do. He took his gun out of his holster, he looked at it, he then put it in the air and fired.

At once everyone was bolted out of sleep. "What was that?!" asked John storming out of his office. Everyone had gathered round.

"Was that a gunshot?"

"Is it the cannibals?"

"What are we going to do?"

John was trying to get them to be quiet.

"Quiet!" he yelled.

Were going to go to the armory get our weapons then we will head down and see what happening near the entrance to the bunker.

After they walked down John approched Conner.

"Connor, what's wrong?"

"There's someone on top of the trapdoors trying to get in."

"Well, open it quick!" said Issabela.

"We don't know if we can trust this guy." said John.

"We can't just leave him there!" pleaded Issablea.

"He could be a cannibal."

"even if he is we can't just leave him out there I can hear robots. John thought about it for a while then said.

"Connor, open the trapdoors."

Connor ran to the lock and tapped in the code and pressed open. The trapdoors opened. The man fell in. Connor closed the trapdoors before a Casual could get in.

The man at once pulled out a gun and he fired a shot it almost hit Amy.

"Put the gun down on the ground!" shouted Anton pointing his gun at the man.

The man thought about it, then realised that if he didn't do it he would die, there had to be at least thirty people in the group.

"DO IT NOW!" shouted Anton.

He swiftly lowered his gun and left it on the floor. The man stood up and slowly walked backwards towards the lock for the trapdoors.

 He then turned around and pressed the button that said 'OPEN' on the lock.

"Here's a survival tip, make sure you lock things, robots tend to break in." the man said as the trapdoors above him opened to reveal four dozen robots looking down at them. The man jumped out of the way as the Casuals began falling in on everyone.

The man used this as an opportunity to kill. He stood behind Patrick and pulled out a knife. Just as he was about to stab him in the back of the neck, Paul noticed him. "DAD!" Amy screamed.

"NO!" he shouted tackling the man. The man however had been in fights before, he knew what he was doing. He kicked Paul in the stomach, winding him, he used this opportunity to get back on his feet to be ready for the next move. He saw Amy fighting a Casual. He ran at her, knife at the ready. Amy screamed. The man was inches away from her when he was tackled by Anton, who forced him into the wall. The man tried to stab Anton in the neck but Anton held his arms. The knife was getting ever so closer. He was now bleeding.

"You're gonna die and I'm gonna eat you." the man spat at him.

Suddenly there was a shouting noise. Anton saw Edward running towards him with a crossbow. He tripped on a dead Casual's body and shot the crossbow. An arrow flew through the air and narrowly missed Fiona's head.

"Give me that!" demanded Mark snatching the crossbow of Edward. He loaded a bolt into it and pulled the man off Anton. The man stumbled, then saw his pistol, he picked it up and just as he was about to shoot Mark, an arrow was sent flying into his chest.

The man fell to the ground, warm blood was pouring everywere, it was not a pleasant sight.

"I'm going to hell, aren't I?!" he said, then he slumped to the floor, his eyes open. They stayed that way.

The group finished off the robots. They began carrying them up the ladder and outside. They threw all the bodies into the building next to them.

Isabella ran to Paul.

"Paul, we need to get inside now!"

"Why?"

Isabella pointed down the road. The sun was on the horizon and marching in front of it was hundreds of robots, all the different types. The Elites were flying, the War Machines were speeding along on their wheels, the Crushers were charging and the Casuals were marching.

Paul frowned, the rest of the group noticed too. Anton looked at Paul.

They were both thinking the same thing.

'Was this the end?'