Photo is of a Skitter
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'We need to get outta here. Hurry up. I want fifty soldiers up there fighting that and two hundred getting the civilians out. The rest gather our supplies,' Weaver yelled.
I reached for the gun I always kept on me and ran into the medic shed, grabbing every bottle I could fit in my green school backpack that I had kept with me since the invasion. I saw a large box that I tossed every last thing into. I ran till I found people quickly tossing items into the back of an old ute.
'Emma what Cha go there?' Larry asked. Larry was one of the people who didn't insult me about my spikes.
'All the medical supplies,' I quickly answered giving them the box and most of the items in my backpack. I kept three first aid kits just in case.
'Dr Glass went to go get them. Did she give it to you,' Larry asked.
Just at that point I heard Anne's scream, coming straight from the medic shed. Larry tried to hold me down but I was too quick for him. I sprinted towards the medic shed. Holding my gun out, pointing it in every corner. In seconds I was back at the shed. I saw Anne backed up against one wall, a Skitter at her neck. I shook, spiders always scared me and a Skitter was like a massive spider.
'Hey ugly,' I called.
It screeched in an unearthly tone. I shook a little but I wanted to show the people in the Second Mass that I wasn't a spy. Right when the Skitter was in an arms length of me I shot it clean in the head. It collapsed on the floor, spilling blood all over the floor.
'Emma,' Anne trembled.
I know how she felt, she was about to die. Then Tom, Hal, Dai and Anthony sprinted inside with their guns ready.
'Anne are you alright,' Tom asked when he saw that there was no threat, then he turned his head to the floor and saw the dead Skitter.
I collapse onto the ground, sobbing. A reason why I should not be a fighter. I am about saving lives as a medic so firing a gun and killing something, no matter what it is, is weird for me. At that moment I see the Skitter fling out a clawed hand and scratch down my side. I scream in pain and my vision blurs. I hear Anne's scream as well. The last thing I hear before I feint is gunshots coming from Dai's gun and Skitter blood flows with mine on the floor.
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