Survivor's Guilt Book 1 The Breaking Of An Old System

Chapter 4: "Sid" This isn't A Democracy

Present Time, October 31, 2008.

He ended up walking up towards Chucky and pointed the gun towards him and shot him in the leg. We stood there frozen like statue even though in our head we wanted to do something instead of letting him die because we would've had an ensured demise. Chucky then stabbed him across the face, leaving a medium sized scar on his face.

The guy said, "Kid, you got some fight in you, I'm going enjoy watching you break."

Chuck replied, "Funny thing is I'm not going break in the chain because now I'm unleashed from the broken system."

He replied "No you're definitely still stuck in it and you stupid kids don't yet realize just who you're messing with."

"I would give up on fighting the system children and becoming part of it the only way you'll survive."

"If you don't go to hell I'll take you there personally before I bleed to death." Chucky replied.

He then replied, "The only thing stopping me from killing you children right now is my conviction but don't expect me to be too nice next time."

He begins walking away from us. The further away he got the less tension and pressure we had. Before thinking about doing anything else, I saw Andrew run into the blazing airplane. Everyone was running right behind him saying "what the hell is he doing?"

He quickly came back out with his book bag. He ran straight towards Chucky and laid his book bag down.

I dashed over to him, then slid and said: "What are you doing Andrew?"

"Saving Chuckey's life with my 1st aid." He replied.

Luckily for Chucky the guy shot at point blank range and only grazed his leg. We all chuckled quietly and came back together. I'm beginning to question if what we've been fighting for is even worth it anymore. I could see the looks on everyone's faces, I wasn't the only one who felt this way.

I looked at them and said "Our intentions started out so pure and look where it has gotten us. We are stranded with the corrupt and no one to depend on except each other."

Lloyd replied "How can we depend on each other? These people are complete strangers to us and I don't trust them."

Greg said, "There is no leader, so I'll rightfully take the place."

"There shouldn't be a leader, have you forgotten where thinking like that has gotten us so far." Lloyd replied.

Greg the jerk says, "There's no one here worth saving except me no offense, but I was only here for the publicity."

Lloyd was beginning to heat and started saying "This is what putting your trust in a society with a system gets you!! We have garbage like this guy thinking it's ok to talk down to us like we're peasants or something!!!"

I could tell Lloyd was about to bake this guy.

Juan said, "Man stop being such a downer, there's something we might be able to do to get off this island."

Lloyd replied" You are going have to chill on telling me what to do because you don't really know me, and I hate to hear bullshit. I need to hear real shit, and no one hear is speaking that language, so maybe I will be the first to leave before you all get killed."

Lloyd came walking over to me, "Sid are you trying to come as well?"

"Maybe it'd be best; if I look out for them like you've looked out for me."

He smirked and said, "Alright be safe Sid." He walked away, leaving the group.

Aubree looked confused and annoyed, "I don't understand any of this and I knew being associated with these poor people would bring trouble."

Alexis looked angry, "Shut up and watch your mouth before I beat you blue; Ms. Rainbow."

Robert looks at the group and sees regret all in our faces and says "Guys, I'm just a jock, I do what I want and don't regret any of it like you losers."

Krystal replied, "So you didn't regret not stopping that guy from killing our teacher and harming that boy over there."

Chucky limped over to them, "What this little graze? Ha; I'm good...... it only hurts when it's cold out."

Robert said, "He had a gun, are you stupid, what could I have done honestly?"

Juan seems sad, "Maybe we all could've done something."

Andrew said "It's our mission to protect each other while on the front line. The wise words of my grandfather."

Greg walked up to Andrew and said, "What does a man's word mean when he's dead nothing."

Andrew glared at Greg, "He was an honorable leader.... And I can already tell...You're not even close. "

Greg smirked, "I'm the perfect leader.... And as for next time, how about I make the plans."

Greg really made himself the leader and no one really cared. So, I just went along with it for a while until he started making bad judgment calls like sending people out just to get killed. As the day continued I somehow had to accept this jerk as a leader.

Greg said, "We should split up and find a meeting place."

I went with Greg's group and we went in an entirely different direction than we were supposed to. It was beginning to get dark and I didn't feel like moving anymore so I stopped and everyone especially Greg scolded me for it.

We argued back in and forth until Greg said:" Guess you're trying to make us all suffer, loser."

I replied, "I cannot help how my asthma works man so stop crying and chill."

The group stopped where I was and decided to rest a little. We stayed for a little while longer and then proceeded to continue.

The winds were beginning to really get heavy today so much that it felt below zero degrees. I knew we'd eventually have to start a fire and so did Andrew which is why he immediately suggested we begin the process of creating a camp. I and the students went out and searched for wood. We ended on a solid path that had one direction.

As we were running in search of supplies I stopped upon something and said: "Guys I think I found what we are looking for but there is someone coming."

Greg came up behind me, "I see.... guess one of us will have to make the sacrifice."

Once he got a little closer we realized something. The guy walking down toward us; wore the same shirt as the guy who shot and killed our teacher. We all immediately began to run but someone pushed me back and caused me to fall. As I got up slowly, I already knew it was too late.

The guy ended up right in front of me. He punched me in my stomach. It felt like a needle piercing my skin. I fell holding my stomach heavy for a few seconds. Then I stood back up and started to throw punches of my own, but they had no effect. He hit me in the face one more time knocking the life out me. As I fell to the ground everything became hazy. He picked me up and started to carry me on his shoulders. I looked over to the supplies and saw it was gone.

As I started to faint; I looked towards their direction and said: "Guess I was the sacrifice."

The place he was carrying me to look like some kind of fortress. This was the type of fortress made by civilians.

The man head-butted me, knocking me out. I woke up strapped to a chair with tight and intense grips on my whole body. I'm steady moving and swaying constantly, trying to break free but it wasn't working. As I stop moving I begin to hear voices and steps that seem to be getting closer and closer. They are about to walk in. I couldn't believe my eyes.