Eleven: Dirty Nast Smut

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by wetbluh

by wetbluh

We stood in his back yard in two separate groups all 8 of us on one side

And 5 of the other boys on the opposite.

It was kind of like a mortal Kombat scene if I'm being honest a bunch of kids with swords, various types of blades, machetes, etc.

We counted down from 4 switching in-between numbers like you'd do with a friend before a race so no one cheated

4...3...2...1... FIGHT!

I drew my sword as fast as I could and swung it at blondie, he jumped back quick enough to make the cut on his chest minor compared to what I was trying to accomplish, he swung his 6 inch blade and grazed my stomach laughing as if that was his intention to only scrape my skin and fuck up my shirt

I reached my hand out to grab his wrist but he sliced my palm, that didn't stop me though I punched him in the nose causing him to drop his blade I picked it up and stuck in my hoodie pocket while I proceeded to run behind him stuck my sword back in it's sheath retrieved his blade from my pocket held him by his forhead and slashed his throat

Everyone else seemed to be pretty occupied considering we out numbered them by a few body's but i took down the first enemy I ran up behind the dude we came for, he stabbed Nate in the chest causing him to collapse immediately, the kid turned around and looked at me he wants to swing his play but I caught a cut his head off before he could try anything funny.

I tried to get Nate backup before going back to the battle but he had stopped breathing, wiping the tears welling up in my eyes I jumped up and stabbed two of the remaining guys in their arms and let Nick and Madison have their way with them

While me, Jay, and ambor cut the arms and legs off of the remaining guy and let him bleed out.

"Fuck, Nate's dead guys" my voice cracked

"Josh is too" nick added quietly

"What do we do with them? We can't just leave them in this grave with these fucks" ambor asked

"We can take them and bury them at my house, or we can cremate them" I answered

"Lets just bury them for now" Jay added

"Okay let's go home guys" I said with tears running down my face from a mixture of emotional hurt and the gashes on my stomach and hand