Convincing the group to leave Jeff was the easy part, the only problem is what were they to do once they left?
There’s nothing in the wild to help you, and everything’s only out to kill you. Especially mutations. Slipping out of the above ground complex would be easy, it is only the double fences to get to any important area that would be hard. The bags were packed and slipped over shoulders as Matt, Jordan, George, and Jorel slipped out holding small weapons with Matt only have a small pocket knife and a flashlight.
The moon shone brightly through the tree’s as they traveled through the trees and the only ones who truly seemed calm were Jorel and Jordon.
Matt jumped at every snap of a twig. Every sound scared him. The group had stopped hearing heavy footsteps and a low growling noise, they scattered climbing trees quickly, leaving Matt standing there terrified. Something lunged and Matt dropped his flashlight taking off running with the demon on his heels, grabbing his ankle and tripping him. Matt was pinned in a second, he screamed as the being snarled above him snapping its jaws.
Jordan knew a thing or two about being out at night. Things like this only travel in pairs, if there was only one here now they would only have a matter of minutes before the partner would show up. He dropped from his tree quickly landing on his feet, he was off and running three seconds after he had hit the ground. Raising his gun when he finally reached Matt, hammered the butt against what was supposed to be the monsters skull.
It shrieked and turned around lunging at the other male, but before it got anywhere, Jordan bashed it again, beginning to beat the skull in. when it was barely moving Jordan picked Matt up who was too mortified to move up and pulled him up a tree. The two sat there watching the monsters partner run into the scene snarling and circling the corpse.
Honestly being up in a tree really wasn’t going to help but the thing had dreadful eyesight and sense of smell, but the hearing was flawless. One noise and that thing would be on you, the original item was a sort of dog, but having been extremely transfigured throughout 30+ years it had changed into that.
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The next day Aron and Danny were both sitting in a medium sized room full of children. The teacher Ms. Dianne, entered the room. She had a large meter stick. Her smile was warm and very sweet to the children…..
She was a complete bitch.
The moment class began she yelled at Aron and Danny both for being a distraction making both of them move to the very back of the room away from anyone else.
Ms. Dianne was a kindergarten and pre- school teacher, teaching at the same time very small children at a young age were all shoved into the class room. Basic reading skills, and math, plus writing were taught.
The 18 year old and 21 year old sat in the room quietly, Aron already knew how to read pretty, along as write, but Danny was struggling to figure out how the fuck to hold a pencil. Aron laughed at his friends struggles but went silent as he was scolded, the yard stick making contact with the back of Aron’s head, making the older male release a small squeak of pain. Danny snorted trying to hold in a laugh, which resulted in the same punishment.
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AWOKEN MONSTERs
FanfictionIN time of apocalypse, civil people are forced underground, 30 years later, Danny's born, at the ripe age of 18 will he get his match? Will he escape his nightmares?