The Purge: the Big Eye

Chapter 3

7:40 pm...

«Not so fast, brat ...» said a hoarse and deep voice...

A tall man had appeared before him, wearing an old mask, stained with dirt and blood. Above it was scribbled a horrible face: two Xs for eyes and a creepy smile.

Ron slumped to the wall with his bleeding lip and nose, his glasses miraculously intact: the man grabbed him by the neck, trying to strangle him, but the boy threw a powerful kick in his stomach, and with a grunt the man left the socket.

Ariel was terrified: «RON WATCH OUT!!» she cried; the man threw another punch at him, but Ron promptly dodged him and nimbly jumped at him and sat on his back, pressing the dagger against his throat.

«We're playing violent here, huh dude?» Ron whispered into the man's ear, that was trying to break free by repeatedly slamming his back against the wall. «OI! I'LL CUT YOUR THROAT, YOU PIG!» The guy shouted, pressing the sharp blade against the wide and muscular neck of the man; Alex was there, motionless, clinging to Liam's arm, while Ariel was sitting on the floor, watching the scene with her hands over her mouth.

«F-FILTHY BRAT...»the man roared, managing to grab the boy by the jacket and slam him on the floor, but suddenly Ron stuck his dagger in his thigh ...

«ARGH- » the man groaned in pain, collapsing to the ground; Ron grabbed him by the hair and he banged his head against his knee countless times, making him faint.

«DID YOU KILLED HIM???» squeaked Ariel, terrified «Not yet. He'll bleed to death, I caught his femoral artery» Ron replied without fuss; he approached the man and with a sharp blow he removed the dagger from his thigh, with the blood that splashed all over his hand.

«Come on, let's go» said Liam, pulling Alex by the arm; Ron nodded, as Ariel stood up and rushed towards him:«Are you okay, Ron? Are you hurt?» She said, caressing his face. «Nah, I'm fine... You, rather?» He asked, scratching his neck «I'm fine...» Ariel answered, adjusting her glasses;
«Thank goodness» said Ron, and he walked with her and the other two.

Alex looked around, clinging to Liam's arm;
«Hey, Alex...» the boy said, looking at her «I'm afraid, Liam... I'm so afraid...» she whispered, grabbing him more tightly. «Don't worry, I'm here...» Liam replied, putting his arm around her shoulders; Alex smiled, then noticed the boy's hands, his knuckles still peeled and covered in blood: «Does it hurt?» She asked, taking his hand; «Not much...» Liam said, looking at her.
«But they should be disinfected... How can I do it?»
«You can break the glass of a pharmacy and take what you need ... We're in the Purge, remember?» Suggested Ron.
«Oh. You're right, man. Thanks!» Replied Alex, chuckling.

After a while they found a pharmacy on that street, but when they approached, they saw the glass already split...
«Well, at least you don't have to work hard to get in...» Ron quipped. «I go in» said Alex, gripping her weapon; «I'm coming with you!» Liam exclaimed, taking her by the arm. «Are you kidding? You are the wounded one, do not move from here, huh!» She replied, and went into the pharmacy: it was a complete disaster, the broken shelves and the cans of medicines scattered on the ground, the LED lights split and flashing, traces of blood... A fight had certainly taken place there.

She didn't pay much attention and leaned down to look for something to disinfect wounds...

But suddenly she felt a presence behind her...

She promptly flung herself to the ground, dodging a knife: he gets up and sees two hooded boys, one armed with a throwing knife, the other holding a butcher's cleaver, and they too wore the same mask as the man she saw before.

The first of the two dashed towards her again, but Alex threw him a barren, causing him to fall; the other boy tried to hit her with the cleaver, but she blocked the huge rectangular blade with her weapon and struck him several times in the chest and legs.

In all this, committed to fighting against the guy, she didn't notice that the other had stood up, and caught off guard, is wounded on the nose by the sharp blade of the knife...

Alex gritted her teeth, and slinging toward the boy, hit him so hard that he dropped the knife, which she quickly grabbed.
Turning abruptly, she slid the blade over the cleaver guy's throat, getting a splash of blood in her face; then with agility, she threw the knife against the first boy, planting it in his forehead.

«Fuck...» she panted, stepping back and looking at the bodies of the two boys, in a pool of blood...
She recovered her breath, then looked around and found a small bottle of disinfectant, cotton and bandages: she took them and went out, finding the other three still there.

«Sorry, I had a setback!» She said, grinning.

To be continued...