10-19-19
8:26am
Olli's POV
As we walk up the stairs I continuously think if I should send out the signal to Keller.
"So where am I staying?" He asks.
"We're putting you in a room with somebody named Stefan," Brianna informs me.
"Oh, cool," I say nervously.
"What about Sadie and Red?" I ask.
"They'll get there own room, we're kind of running out so they'll have to share," She replies.
10-19-19
8:28am
Krista's POV
I walk into the kitchen to chug a bottle of water since I just woke up and see Red.
"Are you suppose to be out of the room?" I ask concerned.
"If I weren't aloud to be out, I'd probably tell you yes just because all you did was ask me instead of the person who actually runs this place," he explains.
"What?" I ask confused.
"Nothing, I'm just wondering why you actually trust my word," he says.
"Oh, well, whatever, so I'm guessing you are aloud to be out," I say. He chuckles a little before answering with a cute and quiet "yea".
"So what's up with your group, they're kind of suspicious?" I ask.
"Oh, uh, Zayn is just really protective, I guess," He answers as he looks down at the floor.
"You seem like you're lying," I say.
"Listen, I-I can't say anything ok," He says stressed.
"What are you talking about?" I ask.
"You know that if Zayn is telling the truth, you're going to be in a lot of trouble," I explain.
"Maybe even, exiled," I add.
"Please, you can't let your people do that, I didn't attack Sadie, you have to believe me, it was all Zayn, I tried to protect her," He begs.
"Ok, ok," I say trying to calm him down.
"Oh shit," He says as he places his hands on the back of his head and starts to walk away from me.
"What?" I ask nervously.
"Don't tell Zayn I told you, he'll kill me," He shakes.
"Ok, I won't," I promise. As he starts to breath slower and calms down, he quickly pulls me in and hugs me.
"Thank you," He says. As he lets go of me, Sadie walks in.
"Hey, Brianna's gonna show me the room, wanna come?" She offers.
"Yeah," He answers. As he walks out he gives me a friendly wave as I give an innocent smile.
10-19-19
8:30am
Zayn's POV
"We need to get out of here, I have a feeling that Olli won't send the signal, and I know Sadie and Red definitely won't," I explain.
"I still can't believe you did that," Anka says while laying on her bed.
"I don't know, I wasn't in my right mind, I was so stressed an once I started I couldn't stop," I explain.
"Yeah, I think we all realized that when Red became unconscious," She says angered.
"Getting back to the point," I say.
"I think one of us should fake an injury," Jason implies.
"That could work, but we have to make it realistic and also it has to be somebody that they might think shouldn't be in here," I explain.
"But to do that, I need to know how you even got down here, you know, what is the reason behind it," I say.
"I think I got put down here because I didn't want to give a 14 year old her gun back," Damon explains.
"There's a 14 year old up there now?" Anka asks.
"Let's hope Jason didn't get ahold of her," She adds before Anybody could answer.
"Very funny," Jason says.
"Well I'm guessing the leader or whatever you wanna call her, Brianna, put me down here for saying sexual things to her," Jason says.
"Ha, not surprised," Anka fake laughs.
"I think we should send Damon, his seems like it's not that bad," I say.
"Wait, what about you two, they let all of your group except you two," Jason wonders aloud.
"Well, I beat up a couple of my group members, and Anka shot one of there friends," I explain.
"Wait, you shot Emmett?" Damon asks Anka.
"Yup," She says.
"You're lucky he didn't die, because he's my best friend," Damon explains.
"Well sorry, he knows everybody but me," She says stressed.
"So it's settled we'll send Damon," I say as I put my arm over him with a smile.
"Look for a blue remote looking thing in Olli's room, and Press the biggest button on it, got it?" I ask.
"Yep, got it," He says.
"So how are we going to fake an injury?" He asks me. I walk over to Anka's bag and get into the front pocket.
"I hope you're good with makeup, because we're gonna have to make this look real," Damon says.
"Zayn, there's no makeup in my bag," Anka tells me. I grab her small pistol, turn around, and shoot his thigh.
"ZAYN," Anka yells as Damon falls to the floor.
"Shit," Jason says as he quickly squats onto the floor.
"FUCK, YOU SHOT ME," Damon yells holding his thigh.
"Lets hope they heard the gun shot," I say as I put her gun back in the bag.
"Oh my god, I'm going to die," Damon wines.
"What the hell is wrong with you," Jason says.
"It has to seem real," I say.
"You couldn't have punched him or snapped his arm, he's losing a lot of blood," Jason shouts.
"There going to take our only protection away, and that means we won't be able to protect ourselves if they try and kill us for bringing Keller here," Anka explains.
"Just shut up," I shout at everybody.
"I'm gonna die," Damon says.
"What was that sound," Somebody from outside the room shouts.
"Calvary's here," I whisper.
"I'VE BEEN SHOT," Damon yells.
"Hold on, we're coming in," The person says.
"If I have to come out and turn on the signal myself, you'll be the first I kill," I quickly tell him. Brianna swings the door open as I back away from Damon.
"Oh my god," She says at the sight of all the blood.
"DIESEL, I NEED YOU," She shouts.
"Put pressure on his wound," She tells Jason. As Damon moans in pain, Diesel quickly enters the room. His eyes widen as Damon's head falls back and suddenly becomes unconscious.
"Diesel, grab him, we need to get him to the lab," Brianna says. Diesel picks him up and follows Brianna out of the room after she shuts and locks the door.
"I-I-," Jason stutters as he looks at his hands covered in his friends blood.
"That did a lot more damage than I thought it would," I say.
"You think," Anka says pissed off.
"You sh-shot him," Jason stutters again.
"I probably should've aimed for a more non fatal area on his body," I say.
"You probably hit a main artery or something," Jason says standing up.
"Sorry guys, that was on me this time," I say.
"It's always like that, first you get us stuck here, then, you attack Sadie and Red, AND THEN, you shoot and most likely kill an innocent guy," Anka explains.
"You could've killed the big guy," I say.
"Only because you HAD to stay in a big house," She corrects.
"Anka, we're getting out of here, that's all that matters," I say.
"More like just the three of us, the people who aren't in here, are the people who are good, dying, or decided to stay," Jason explains.
"As long as I'm out of this place, away from freaks, I'm fully ok with it," I say.
10-19-19
8:36am
Liv's POV
After I hear the gunshot I quickly run down the stairs to see Brianna and Diesel go down the basement stairs.
"Diesel, what's going on?" I ask him before he gets down the stairs completely.
"I don't know, we just heard a gunshot," He answers.
"Just in case, have everybody go upstairs except Chase and make space in the lab," He adds.
"Ok," I say as we hear Brianna yell for him. I quickly walk into the living room.
"Chase we need you, everybody go back to there rooms, its an emergency," I say.
"What, no, we can help," Stefan says.
"No, go to your rooms," Chase says as he turns around. Stefan groans before he goes to his room along with everybody else going to there own.
"Can you go tell everybody else in the house to go in there room," I ask Chase.
"Yea," he says before going to the kitchen. I run to the lab and clear off a bed. As I'm doing so, the door fly's open and Diesel brings in Damon.
"Damon, I didn't know he was here," I say.
"We can talk about it later, right now we need to bandage him, he's losing a lot of blood," Brianna says.
"Can you cut his pant leg off?" She asks me.
"Uh, sure," I say shaky.
"Shit," She exclaims.
"What?" I ask nervously.
"He's bleeding right through the bandages, I don't know if he's gonna make it," She says.
"Who's that?" Emmett asks as he sits up.
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FanfictionA group of high schoolers get stuck in the Kent high school after the chemical plant located in the middle of the town explodes making toxic smoke that infects the human body making anybody who breathes it crave human flesh.
