Hunter and the Hunted (Septiplier)

~~ CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE ~~

Showing up was worrying. There was nobody around. There was supposed to be people here at the gates, TJ said so anyway. Where could they be?

"Actually, after everything that Jack did, I recon Jonathan called everyone together. I'm not sure why, but I better get in there and see what's going on. Jack's downstairs, he should be easy enough to find."

Wade, Ken and Cry exited the car from the back, and crept along the fence line towards the building that stood before us. I was expecting it to be the shopping complex that Jack and I had been in, but it wasn't. This place looked locked up tight.

For a place that was held together so well, it was suspicious that there would be nobody at the front. I mean, unless they were expecting us...

Cry watches TJ as she makes her way towards the front door, walkie talkie in hand and puts her finger against the buzzer, the door opens after a moment though. I race forwards and grab the door before it can close, holding it open for us but staying close to the outside. I wanted to put as much distance between us and her as possible.

"Hey, eyes forwards ,Cry," Ken laughed, causing Cry to look down and walk a little faster towards where I was standing.

I chuckled a little to myself, they were doomed from the moment she showed up. He was hooked, but was that a good thing or a bad thing?

I watched as TJ made her way through another door, and listen for the thud of it closing before I signal for the others to follow me through.

"Shouldn't we wait out here?" Cry asks, thinking about TJ's suggesting on the way here.

"Sorry man, I just don't trust her. There's just something about here I can't shake."

He gives a nod. He knows as well as me that nobody apart from who we have, can be trusted. Well, at least I hope he understands that.

Once we were all in the hallway that the door blocked from the outside world, the door clicked shut, and instantly locked.

"Wade! You let it close!" I yelled, frustrated at his lack of common sense.

"I-I didn't know!" he yelled a little louder than I, trying to defend himself.

At first I just heard the shuffling, then it was the door TJ had disappeared into. Next I saw her being thrown from the room, and a mob of angry people coming towards us.

"Go!" I yelled, calling the boys attention to me.

I see Cry dart off into TJ's direction, whilst Ken and Wade ready their weapons. I pull my machete from its holster and bring it to my side, running towards the weapon holding group coming towards us.

The first person wasn't a problem, I cut them down like nothing, like their lives meant nothing to the existence of the world, something I never thought I'd do once I was released from the army. I felt angry, and like I'd been played out of something big.

All at once it was like every emotion flooded me except one. Every care in the world that I was ever considering on giving had flown out the windowless trap-shack that we were now trapped in. I can tell you know though, we wouldn't be trapped here for long. I was determined to get back out, with every member of my group fully intact, no exceptions.

The feeling of taking a life was a lot different when I was doing my time on tour. To me, taking a life whilst under those conditions was normal. A sickening normality that should never even be considered in one's life but was. This was so, so different. I was just taking life after life, there felt like there was more cause here than when I was working. It was terrifying, I felt terrifying.