"AHHHHHH!" One of my troops howled in agony, a bullet buried into his thigh, breaking through his skin and driving deep into his bone. He crumpled to the floor. We leaped into a defensive position; guns ready, eyes sharp, Hannah the medic rushing to stop blood flow before we could move to cover.
Scanning the so eerily dead area around us, all that could be heard was David's chocked off gasps and whimpers.
Suddenly another shot rang out. Amelia tumbled lifelessly to the ground with a thud, struck in the forehead blood fanned out around her corpse like a deathly halo. In a panic, quickly i hoisted David from the ground and hung his arm around my shoulders, resting his body weight against my hip as we dashed for cover.
Shots rang from every direction as our team - out numbered and with no other option - split up. Dougie, David, Melanie, Max and i ran into an old American style diner. Mat, Leslie, Margret and sam ran towards an abandoned library.
"Mat what are you doing?" I shrieked through the microphone panicking as he disappeared from sight.
I never should have let him come.
I wasn't cut out for this.
I'm not a leader.
I shouldn't be here.
YOU ARE READING
The Unexpected
AcciónAlexa Morgan and her team fight in a war she does not want to be or belong in. Her assignment takes a gruesome turn and calamity strikes. Short story originally written for my GCSE exam 5 years ago.
