REBEL

Chapter Thirteen: Marcus

I yelled "NOOOOO!" I barely saw it, but I saw Kael falling to his death.

I was grabbed by the guards, and it looked like my fate was to be the same when some of the kids on the beds woke up.

They were stumbling from their beds. I had no idea who they were or what they were doing, but they were done for.

Guards started to run for them when I ran up to them. I punched one straight in the face. He fell to the ground. I quickly grabbed his gun and started to shoot.

I shot two guards right there when the rest of them pulled out their guns.

I hid behind a bed and was waiting when I was shot.

I was shot in the arm, and I was in pain.

I ran over to one of the dead guards and grabbed his knife. I went over to my hiding spot.

I got a hold of the knife, and I started to cut off my arm.

The skin was fleshy, and blood was spurting everywhere. I was worried that I would die from bleeding so much.

I got to the bone, and then a guard found me. He pointed his gun, when he saw my arm. He aimed his pistol at the area where you could see the bone, and shot it.

I yelled, and started to wince in pain while the guard ran off. I crawled over to where I had the knife, and picked it up.

I then cut the rest of it off. When I completely severed it, I took off my shirt and wrapped it around my arm.

By then, the fighting had died off. So I stood up, and I saw about fifty kids lying on the ground, dead. I walked over to the pile of kids, and saw that every one of them had a gash through their foreheads.

I walked away from them. I tried to open the door, and, surprisingly, it opened right up. I walked out and went to the place where they killed Kael.

I went out onto the balcony, and looked down. There was a pile of bodies down there. And on top of the pile was Kael.