Well well, what do we have here.??ah thats right. i've been hunting your bloody arses down for the past month or two. the helicopter was a coincidence but it was a helpful one, on my part at least. your part I feel sorry for your asses. I honestly do. but you guys are terrible at covering your goddamn tracks. you need to learn. but you're not going to be able to do that in this life at least. “what do you mean?” the little bitch asked. well i mean i’m taking you somewhere and you're not going anywhere afterwards. “why the hell not?!” listen up little lady. you’re not on the top of the food chain anymore. okay? as a matter of fact you're pretty much god damn falling off of it. your little boyfriend here put you up there but you let it fall back down. not covering your tracks. leaving trash around. leaving little notes to the things that you killed. boy you’re terrible at hiding shit you little bugger. now as in what's for him, if you wouldn't have took the bullet out it would have been burning through his intestinal wall. which means hes still alive.
“Yeah i fucking know that already.” well someone is snappy. hehe i'm gonna have fun with you two little fuckers! now lets go -grabs tess by the arm- “NO! NO!” -screaming and wailing- NO! -bites his arm- GAHHH YOU LITTLE FUCKER!
(Raynes view of the last scene)
I heard screams. i slowly opened my eyes to see tess against a tree and being repeatedly backhanded. his gun was there. 2 feet from my hand. somehow i managed to crawl over to it and pick it up but i couldn't pull back the hammer on the revolver. i was too weak. I had on last way of keeping her safe. and that was get up close and personal.
(Tess’s View)
OW! STOP! -shrieking-(the sound of the backhand cracks through the air as Tess is sent falling to the ground- ow okay okay. stop im sorry. don't hurt me please. just stop. stop stop stop please. “Well you stupid bitch why shouldn't I?” cause i asked…. “WELL I’M NOT GO----ing -gasping for air- to…
As he falls i saw the blade protruding from the left side of his chest. it was entered at a diagonal state. going through both lungs killing him almost instantly. it was graphic. every time he’d breath blood would come out of his mouth and spurt out of his wound. it was a sword. the sword protruded from his rib cage in such a graceful manner like it was one swift movement. Rayne was standing beside his dead body heavily breathing with blood sprayed on his face and chest. he didn't have a shirt on due to me working on his gunshot wound. but one thing i know is he had more wounds that i thought i saw. they weren't bite marks. but they were infected.
Rayne. are you okay?? “yeah im fine.” Babe you’re not fine. “yeah i know that too.” “now are you okay is the question.” yeah im, im fine i guess i mean -spits out blood- his knuckles were kinda big. “well i figured.” “see if he has any med supplies and a knife. give me a knife.”
(Raynes view)
I took the knife in my hand I grabbed a lighter heating the blade up sterilizing it. Tess found some med supplies. im thankful. Tess, i need some anesthetic after i’m done with this. “okay…”takes the tip of the blade and starts cutting out the infection- this hurts more than i had hoped. -teeth scraping together from gritting them- GAHH! -drops knife and blood starts flowing out of all the wounds i just cleaned out- TESS WHERE IS THAT ANESTHETIC?!?! “I'M COMING!!!!” did you get any gauze?! “look beside you.” the gauze pads are laying right there. how strange. oh. thanks… -starts applying anesthetic and pressure to each wound- oh my god….. oh my god. oh. my. fucking. god. “what?!?!” look. -sees multiple wild deer about 15 feet away- tess hey tess. give me that revolver beside you. “here.”-takes revolver aims it and fires mortally wounding the deer knocking it down- tess hold this. -lays revolver in her lap- i’m going to snap the deer's neck. -runs up to the deer- snaps its neck- hmm. isnt that interesting.the spine protrudes out of the side of the deer’s neck the aorta valve still pumping which is shooting streams of blood everywhere. i hear nothing then I see its eyes blink and watch it take its last breath as it gasps then its head drops. -starts gutting the deer-
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TerrorOn a normal day this kid just looks at a gun. He dosent watch the news he dosent do anything. Except now. Hes on a search to find the love of his life and survive with her in a post apocalyptic survival scene. Will he survive?