I'm dedicating this chapter to JessStory1 as she pushed me to write, and I hope this chapter and story makes you happy! ❤️
Everybody scatters and starts to run. Dennis stops and looks around, "We're being attacked!" He shouts. He looks at two men closest to me and points at me, "Take Jason! Get him to the truck! Hurry! Go!" Dennis runs off and grabs a gun, leading the locals to safety. The men untie me and never tie my hands back. They drag me along across the temple. I can't really do anything right now, I'm in to much pain. I hear Citras voice somewhere far off in my head.
"Jason, you can fight them! Every man you fight dies and deserves to have his life taken from them. You are a warrior Jason, fight!" I get out of my doze and know this is the perfect time to escape. Instead of fighting, I stand and run my good shoulder into the Rakyat and then punch him. I do the same to the other and while he's staggering back, I grab his neck and sling him around me. He lands on the ground. I stop and grab one of their guns. The truck that I was hauled in is close to me, so I run to it, still holding the assault rifle. I quickly look around in the truck but there are no keys. Shit! Without thinking, I run into the jungle.
The Rakyat men get up. Since I took ones gun, the other points his at me. The other takes out a pistols and aims down his sight. Before they shoot though, they are shot down and fall to the ground. I look back and feel dizzy again. I'm losing blood. I get far enough into the jungle that I can't see anyone but I still hear the locals in the temple, screaming and crying. I feel myself slow down a little and take a quick breath. I grab my wound trying to stop the bleeding the best I could. I can't find any green plants to help me so I keep walking. I hear some shouts that sound like pirates so I quickly crouch and wait in some foliage. Hopefully they won't see me.
"I see him! He's there!" I hear one shout and alert anyone close by. I know for sure they're pirates! I get up, and start running. I can still hear them shouting. I take a quick glance back and BOOM! I fall to the ground, dropping my AK47, and roll until I hit level ground. I jump up as fast as I could and search around for my gun. I don't see it. Shit, shit, shit. Where could it be? I hear them getting closer. Screw it. I start running again until I come upon a beach. I look back and see a few figures and know I can't out run them. They're already caught up with me. I still run on anyway, despite I've got no where else to go. Still running, suddenly I am tackled to the ground.
"Get off me!" I spit and start struggling and wiggling. I start kicking and punching but I couldn't do it for long. The stone slab rubbed my skin raw, I was stabbed in my shoulder, and I was beaten before it all so my head was killing me. I'm loosing blood and my world is a fuzz and one big blur.
"Get him down! Get his fucking hands down! Hurry, we don't have much fucking time!" I hear one pirate say.
"I'm tying! Shut the hell up!" Another pirate, that was on top of me, argues.
I'm flipped over, now laying on my back and the pirates tie my hands up. Surprisingly it wasn't tight at all and I could escape if I really tired. They place a black bag over my head and patch up my wound on my shoulder. Wait what? Why are the pirates kind of helping me. I mean they patched up my wound and stopped the bleeding.
The pirates walk me to the water and lead me on to a boat. They start it and take off. Where are we going? There was only small talk between the few pirates and I can barley understand them anyway with my head already buzzing and the loud motor on the boat.
We finally stop after a long boat ride and the pirates help me out. "Come on Brody, up this way." He says, leading me on to a dock and walks me to solid ground. It feels like we walk for hours but I'm really tired and it probably was only a few minutes. They lead me up this small hill and I know this place. I know that I've been here before. It smelled a familiar smell but I don't know where I've smelled it from. I can barley see through the black bag, but it looks like an open area. There is some music playing, and it is blasting. There are fires and many pirates around them, drinking and looking like they were having a great time. In the middle of the place it looked like a big stage type of thing with other buildings around it. There's female figures on them. Must be prostitutes and strippers around the place as well. They're dancing on the stage and others are with pirates.
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