2. Prepare For Hell

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Since I won't be in tonight, no need for security. I grabbed a black rolled up blanket from under my bed and unrolled it on my coffee table. Inside were loads of weapons I would need for tonight. I picked up a glock and looked at it for a second.

"No," I said to myself setting it back down. I picked up a revolver and pointed it at my wall. I nodded and placed it on my desk. I picked up a leather backpack and put two boxes of amo, emergency food, a flashlight, a pocket tool, lock picks, a radio, a shotgun, and some other little things just in case. I opened my closet and picked out a pair of skinny jeans, a black pair of lace-up rubber boots, and a tank top that said Let It Rock Let It Roll. I slipped on the outfit and put in a pair of gloves that showed my knuckles and were cut off at the fingers. I put on a jacket and lay down a pair of scissors on my desk. I tied a machete to my belt loop and stuck the revolver in my belt. I grabbed a first aid kit and packed it too since no medical personel would be available. I grabbed my brown hair and made a makeshift ponytail. I took the pair of scissors and gave myself a pixie cut so if anyone tried to use my hair against me, there wouldn't be much to grab. I gave myself a fringe that covered up my eye. I put on a beanie and sat on the couch waiting with all my stuff. My phone began to vibrate like crazy.

Calling -Ski Mask

"What's up?" I asked.

"We're outside," said the guy.

"I'm leaving right now," I said hopping off the couch and hanging up. I ran to the my closet really quick grabbing some stuff and throwing it in my backpack. I walked out and locked it sliding the key back under the door. A white van sat in front of the complex and I ran to it, slid the door open hopping inside. There were four people the boy I sort of knew and three others. One had blonde hair in a quiff, the other had curly brown hair, and the other had a beanie on. All of them had masks on.

"Is that you Ski Mask?" I asked the dark haired one. He chuckled and lifted up his regular mask showing his ski mask underneath.

"Will I ever get to see you without a mask?" I asked him.

"Not yet," he chuckled. I pulled out my phone and texted Brionna and Markus.

Be safe, love you both

The radio turned on and all our heads snapped towards it.

This is not a test

This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S. Government. Weapons of 4 class and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted. Government officials of ranking 10 have been granted immunity from the Purge and shall not be harmed. Commensing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuos hours. Fire and other emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow, at 7am when the Purge concludes. Blessed be our new founding fathers, America, a nation reborn. May God be with you all.

The sirens sounded and that was our que.

The car peeled off and we all flung around in the back.

"Why are we going so fast?" I asked.

"I want to get to my target" the curly headed one growled.

"What did they do?" I asked frantically. I thought they just wanted to steal not kill.

"They took a prized possession of mine," he said in a harsh tone.

"Speaking of possessions," The dark haired one said pulling a bag from the corner of the van next him. He pulled out two knives and handed them to me. I put one of the knives in my boot and one in my sleeve. I pulled out the axe.

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