A/N: The first few chapters are quite short, a page or so long each, but depending on whether there is any interest in this story I will update longer and more regularly :)) Read, vote, comment, spread the word, please and thank you fellow humans...
Pain shot up his left leg. He takes off in a limp sprint as bullets ricochet around his head. One more foot, and then another, and another. Finally he turns down the dark alley; the walls deaden the sound of the bullets and his footprints. Tired, weakened and bloody he drags himself over to a nearby door and knocks wearily. The answer comes quickly and his limp body is dragged into the room. There is a note pinned to his chest. Gamers: One-Others: Zero. Stop running and fight. Or give up. Now it’s a war.
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Teen FictionThere are the Players. Then there are the Others. And then there are the Gamers. No one plays by the rules. They all live to die fighting. These are hard times, and these are hard fighters. The winners walk away, the losers never rise again. This is...
