Anton turned to the others.
"Come on, lets not attract more robots."
They sprinted down an alley. Anton saw Paul and his half of the group at a corner.
"Hey, I thought you were coming from the other side." he whispered.
"Yeah, I know, there was too many robots."
"Well, we're gonna have to go through with the plan anyways."
Everyone was completely still. They were checking that they weren't in danger of being caught. Or in danger at all. Not everyone though. Patrick was at the back of the group. He saw that Anna was crying. She was crying silently whilst muttering to herself.
For a second, Patrick thought she might be scared, then he realised that probably wasn't true. She never seemed scared before, even when John had a gun to her head, she was reluctant to drop the knife. Besides, fear wasn't part of her depression, she didn't care if she died anymore, in her mind it wouldn't make a difference.
So if she wasn't scared what was it that she was crying about? Patrick was curious, and so much so he had forgotten what Anna was like.
"Hey is something wrong?" asked Patrick softly, as he moved towards her. At once she turned to him, her eyes were red from crying and even her hair was damp. She stared angrily towards him and she gritted her teeth. She was breathing in deeply and aggressively, like she was going to jump on him.
"Fuck off, Patrick!" said Anna. She spat the word "Patrick" like it was an insult. Despite this, Patrick continued to question her, he wanted to know why she was crying. It was out of character, she normally just hung around, excluding herself from others.
"I just want to know what's wrong, perhaps I can help?" Patrick said slowly, although he almost had to stop midsentence as he struggled to contain his anger at her bitchy attitude which he had long grown bored of.
She turned away from him not wanting to talk any more. Patrick just looked at her and for once he felt sorry for her, he wondered what she had been through to become like this and now he wanted to help. Patrick opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted.
"Patrick, we're moving now." said Ryan.
Patrick stood up and walked up to the group. Anna followed.
"Okay, Paul, you and your group are going to try and surround the cannibals, while my group will go round the other way. Kill if you want."
Paul got into his position at the head of his group. Anton raised his hand so that the whole group could see it, he held out three fingers. Then he held out two fingers. Then one, then he clenched his fist. This was it.
Anton ran forward and the group followed him. The cannibals noticed them immediately and began shooting. Anton shot one in the head and Paul shot one in the stomach. There was a cannibal in a tree shooting at them. Connor shot the branch he was sitting in. He shot it again and it broke. The cannibal had his arm wrapped around another branch. When he fell, there was a snapping noise. His arm was broken.
A woman jumped out of a jeep. She had a molotov cocktail in her hand. She threw it high into the air. It landed in some grass and exploded. It set the grass on fire. She went and got another one and just as she was about to throw it, Amy shot her hand. She dropped the molotov cocktail which hit the ground and exploded. She was injured badly. Ryan shot her in the head.
"MARIA!" shouted Redmond. He aimed his gun at Ryan's head. Anton shot him in the shoulder. Redmond shot at Anton who dived out of the way.
Mark ran to the closest building and went to the top floor. He knelt in front of a window with his sniper rifle. He started shooting as many cannibals as he could. He was about to shoot Redmond in the head when another cannibal got in the way. The bullet went through the cannibal's head and hit Redmond's leg.
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TRS (The Robot Survivors.)
Science FictionThis story is about a lot of things , death , humanity , survival and ......... robots! In the year 2099 , robots have been used all over the world for cleaning , cooking , and working. The robots had no mind so you could treat them whatever way y...