Homebound → Fortnite [COMPLETED]

| chapter nine |

{Narrator's POV}

It's been a long day of nothing but bloodshed, regret, and tears. At the end, It wasn't much. Now, after the storm brought the group back onto the spawn island, It was all about winning and taking the Victory Royale for ones self.

But, it was a SQUAD deal this time around. Four people, one prize, one hundred people fighting for the crown as kings/queens of the game.

Drift and the squad, however. Had other plans.

"It was about time that storm came. What took it so long?" Drift asked, watching (y/n) and Raptor play around with the flowers on the grass.

"I figure Oblivion or Omega took care of it. After all, they seem to be the ones to control this shit. It's neverending." John sighed, watching the other two as well.

"I'm just glad we're all still here. I'm not liking the fact we need to take the damn bus back though. I was starting to get comfortable just staying on the island not worrying about anyone else."

"Yeah. The island does that to ya." John said, Hearing the all too familiar horn of the bus, signaling all squads to hop on and go towards the mountain.

"Let's go!" John ordered, (y/n) and Raptor get up and walk towards the bus leaving.

Drift finally had reason to put his cat mask back on, it gave him a feeling of power and strength.

Though (y/n) hated it, she accepted the way it helped him and let it be. Remembering her half mask is ALWAYS on no matter what the occasion is.

I guess she's not very fond of her scarred lip. It's not very bad to say the least.

Once on the bus, the four sat together in a cramped space, (y/n) having to sit on both Raptor and Drift, John smirked at the two men and they both flipped him off.

"Where to?" John asked, (y/n) shrugged while the two men looked at their maps.

"Tilted? We can wipe everyone out there and then go to greasy from there?" Raptor asked, John nodded and eyed (y/n).

"You gonna be alright to do this?"

"Of course, I've had enough training." (y/n) reassured him, John smiling in response and watched as Flush Factory came into view.

"LETS GO LOSERS!" a noob called out to his team, they all jumped out towards the factory, never to be seen again.

"Ah, reckon they're gonna get game ended right away, yeah?" Raptor asked.

"Probably so. I'm not quite sure." (y/n) furrowed a brow at the island, watching locations like Lucky, Greasy, Paradise palms, Fatal, and much more pass by.

Then, it was their turn, Tilted was right above them.

"Time to leave guys, let's go." John called out, jumping towards the city, (y/n), Raptor, and Drift following close behind.

- skip(a)roonie -

John and the other three wiped out most of the city, hiding in the main brick building in the middle, waiting.

"When do you think they'll come up?"

"Not so sure."

"Shh.." Raptor raised a finger, the others stopped and watched as two no-skins ran right into the trap placed by John, game ending them both instantly.

"And that's all she wrote." Drift said, chuckling.

"Great. I'm glad we're getting this shit done."

"Where's Carbide?" (y/n) asked, confused.

"He'll come around, don't worry."

(y/n) nodded and watched the door. The other three getting up and walking towards the outside of the building.

"Let's get towards Dusty, we only have two more squads left, we can get that win and finally stop for a couple days until we have to go right back towards the bus."

They all agreed and followed closely, leaving all the unwanted loot behind.

- sorry another one lmao -

The four were so close to that victory Royale, they could taste it on their tongues.

"God we need to win this. I'll be really annoyed if we get game ended."

"We'll win. Relax." John pushed Raptor's shoulder. The two laughed and watched Drift and (y/n), they both seemed occupied on something else.

"I see two people, we can take them out now?" Drift and (y/n) asked, John nodded and they both went down, quietly sneaking up on them both.

Watching from above, the two rained death on the two others, Raven and Ghoul Trooper.

Finally, the Victory Royale.

The squad cheered in unison, they had finally won and can get the rest they needed and deserved.

"It's about time!" Drift exclaimed.

They all walked back towards the HQ, finding Carbide sitting on the couch waiting.

"Great Victory Royale guys! Proud of you all."

They all said thanks, and walked towards one another's rooms.

Then, the sleeping began.

But.. something didn't seem right.

They just couldn't put their finger on it.

"I don't want to go back to that bus again. It's dreadful starting everything over and over times again." (y/n) mumbled, Drift laughed and put a hand on his neck.

"Yeah, it's quite a hassle. I'm hating it more than the game itself."

"That's just it. Why're we still in this game? I thought if we win we could go back to earth..?"

Drift sighed and shrugged.

"Like I would know, I'm just as confused as you are."

"True. It just makes no sense." (y/n) started. "It's as if we're stuck in this world because of the rifts, they brought us here and closed up for good, never opening again."

Drift raised a brow.

The female sighed.

"It's as if we're the ones now being controlled in this video game."