The Purge Of YouTubers: New Dawn

Chapter Three: Explosion

As they were driving, the ebony male made frequent checks in the mirrors of the car. Anxiety rose in the male's chest as he heard something click under the car. He shook it off, thinking it was some pebbles or rocks hitting the metal exterior.

"Nate, you okay?" Mark said to the ebony, who was gripping the wheel tight. The musician's gaze was on the road, and something was on it.

He screamed.

Dozens of flipped over cars, blood and countless amounts of debris lie only a couple of yards away. Panicking, Nate slammed on the brakes, the tires squealing as they drifted towards the heaps of death and pain in front of them.

The car slammed to a halt against a flaming blue Prius, and Nate held his breath. The flames started licking the Subaru they had, and the ebony hurriedly tried to get everyone out of the vehicle and away from what would be an explosion.

The four got about twenty feet away before the champagne Subaru exploded into a fiery inferno. The force of the explosion sent them flying for the second time today. Asphalt meet soft flesh, and the four YouTubers quickly started bleeding.

Mat groaned, getting to his feet. The brunette looked around, his ears ringing from the loudness of the blast. He winced, gritting his teeth and turning to see if his friends were okay.

"Ugh, everyone okay?" Mark said through his teeth. He pushed himself up so he could sit, and observed the other males. Mat was standing, looking into the distance. Nate and Seán on the other hand, were laying on the ground, staring at the sky. They looked peaceful for a moment, before being snapped back to a cruel and harsh reality.

"We've got company." Mat said robotically, like all emotion had been drained from him. He rubbed his eyes as tears fell from them. His chocolate orbs stared at a black attack heli that was heading for them.

Mark quickly started to get Seàn and Nate up, using the only method possible. Wet willies. They both screamed and yelled at him, a string of curses among their words.

The ebony and green-head looked at each other, making a mental note to get Mark back sometime. They smiled internally, happy with their combined plan.

Mark shook his head, grabbing the two YouTuber's wrists and dragging him to their wrecked car. The three stared at Mat, who hadn't moved. He turned to run, his humanity snapping back into action.

Nate squirmed from Mark's grasp as the underside of the copter opened and a minigun displayed. He heard a click and bullets went flying.

The ebony screamed once more, the air rippling and the sound of his voice magnified by his screams. The copter's fired bullets turned to dust as his voice reached the helicopter. It too turned to dust and the pilot fell out, slamming into the ground, dead.

Mat reached the three YouTubers, diving into Nate's chest. He bawled his eyes out, his tears soaking into Nate's black shirt. Nate held him close, the other two still puzzled about the feat the ebony just pulled off.

"H-How? W-Why?" Seàn shivered, staying by Mark, who raised an eyebrow.

Nate chuckled. "I had to save him, didn't I? I have no idea what happened to my voice, but he's safe, and that's all that matters right now. Each other's safety." The ebony ran his fingers through Mat's hair.

"After all, who wouldn't we be if we didn't save someone?"