The milition chronicles

Chapter 7: sirus

Here I am, chained up while a psychopath threatens to slaughter a group called milition. I wish I could get up and be the hero for once but no I'm stuck here helpless. I heard a familiar sound coming from behind me, a whirring of the robots hover pod. The robot stopped and put down another person, Marylyn, marcuses eyes widened and he started to yell at the robots, for Marylyn was unconscious.

Blood dripped down the side if her face as she lay. I would put what Marcus yelled but it's bad, like BAD, then he did what I never thought I'd see Marcus do, he began to cry, he was sobbing and tears were dripping down his face. He feared Marylyn was dead. Everyone looked torn up by this, I expect no one else had seen Marcus cry either. The robot that'd brought Marylyn hovered up to the colonel and said, "we caught this one sneaking around the hunting aisle I'm sure trying to find weapons to use against us so I had to exterminate!" At this Marcus sobbed even harder, "what of the other," the colonel asked, they were undoubtably referring to Blake, "nothing, he must have ran." Blake ran, he abandoned us, now we were all going to die, and the blood was on his big teeth.

(Blake)

Phew! That was close! I was nearly captured, but I ran away at the last second and hid behind one if the conveyor belts. I was the only one left, Marylyn tried to run but slammed her head on the shelf drawing blood and knocking herself unconscious, then the robot turned on me and as I said, I bolted. I had to get back to the hunting station, there were some good weapons there, they will just sell weapons to anyone nowadays! I decided to go on the move, so I stood up and stayed low to the ground taking cover wherever I could. I hadn't gone far from the aisle but I was a good distance away. I sprinted across the center aisle and dove behind a shelf. I was unseen.

I slowly walked through and turned right onto one of the back paths. They all probably thought I had ran, but they don't know me, i wouldn't abandon my friends, not like this, I reached the hunting aisle, finally, and found a vest, grabbed that, there was a laser knife, that too, a laser crossbow labeled gentech striker, of course I grabbed that, an assault rifle, atlas onslaught pro, that be nice, and put a solari spitfire, a laser minigun, into a duffel bag and hid it there along with a solari spider, a rapid fire laser crossbow in case of emergency, and I went on my way

(Sirus)

Marcus had calmed down and we were all filled with rage against Blake's cowardliness. I can't belive he would abandon us, it's so unlike what I thought of him, so there was no one to save us, the shoppers were all surrendering, and Blake was gone. We were dead. "I can't believe he would abandon us like that," commented nick, "I know, I thought he was nice, but he left us to die," Jennifer added. "That big toothed long haired bastard killed my girlfriend!" Shouted Marcus, this was unforgivable, what a douche! Now we were on death row and there was nothing we could do about it, no magic gene to save us, no time machine, that was in town square, and no seventh friend. At least that's what we thought until a laser bolt hit a robot in the back of the head and he collapsed to the floor.