Dead Or Alive (OLD)

Part 2. A Real Pain In The Ribs

My eyes flutter open and I'm met with blinding white light, I close my eyes quickly and try to reach my arms up to rub them. "What the fuck?" I say it quietly to myself as my eyes adjust and I realize I'm tied to a chair with my hands behind my back. I look around as much as I can and I'm in a solid white room, walls and all; solid white. All except for an iron door directly in front of me, I glare at the door as it starts to open, letting out a piercing screech.

A tall bald man walks in, it takes a minute then I recognize him. "Korse, dude I've already told you-" he cuts me off, slapping me when he reaches me. "Look buddy, kidnapping me repetitively and torturing me isnt gonna get you any closer to your precious Killjoys" I say rolling my eyes. He growls and hits me again, I laugh and spit a little blood out onto the floor, "well would ya look at that! I think that's a new record pal!" I say giggling like a crazy person. He groans "would. You. Just. Shut. Up?" He says with venom in his voice, I hum "no, I dont think I will" I smirk and he turns around throwing his head into his hands.

~some time later~

"I know your connected to them!" He screams out, preparing to hit me again. I laugh, which hurts my already cracked , if not broken ribs, "Korse, buddy I havent had any contact with anyone other than you and your men in two years." He hits me harder then before, straight across the face "that all ya got?" I ask with a smirk plastered across my bruised and bleeding face. He growls and walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

~a few days later~

Korse hasn't returned since last time, and my cuts had started to heal. This was a little suspicious cause normally he'd be back by now. I wriggled my arms around, testing the thickness of the ropes, I smiled finding that they weren't to thick and braced myself before jerking my arms in opposite directions, snapping the ropes in half. I giggle to myself at my own stupidity for not thinking about that earlier, I untie my ankles and start to move around the room.

After investigating I find that the only exit is the iron door at the front of the room. I walk towards the door and pull it open, it makes a loud squeak alerting a drac down the hall, who quickly rushes over. I hide behind the door and tackle him when he comes to investigate, I hit him with the chair and he falls to the ground, out cold. I take his blaster and sneak out of the room, working my way through this maze of a building.

~An hour later~

I finally make it to the front entrance of the building and am confronted by a room full of Dracs and a few S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W. "Shit.." I whisper to myself, I look around and notice a case in the corner of the room. I throw something at it, it makes a loud noise and distracts the Dracs leaving me to deal with four S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W. I quickly shoot each of them and rush out of the building. "I'm glad Dracs are so dumb," I say laughing to myself.

~time skippy skip brought to you by it being 11:12 pm and for some reason I'm still up writing~

As I ran through the desert, my lack of food and water started to kick in and I began to feel dizzy. I kept moving, I couldn't stop. I had to keep moving. I saw a faint light in the distance and started walking towards it, people? Right as I reach the source of the light, a small building that looks like some kind of radio station I pass out on the porch.

~time skip brought to author asking why the hell I've made you pass out so much~

I wake up and find myself laying on a table, the area around my ribs is bandaged and there are band-aids over the scratches on my face. I look around and see a small girl, probably about nine or ten. She looks at me with wide eyes and jumps up, running out of the room "Dr. D!" she yells as shes running "shes awake!" She says drawing out the second 'a' I raise my eyebrow confused and turn towards the door, sitting up. I see a scruffy looking man come in, he looks like he would've been in a biker gang before all this happend, well minus the wheelchair.

I look at him, my eyes narrowed and I put my hand on the blaster in my jacket pocket, prepared to defend myself if necessary. "Who are you?" I ask, he looks at me and notices my hand in my jacket before speaking "no need to get defensive sunshine-" he cuts himself off, looking toward the hand in my jacket with a hint of worry in his eyes. That's when it hits me "Shit! Your Dr. Death Defying," I say loudly, mostly to myself "that's right," he says as I pull my hand away from the blaster. "God, I feel stupid now for not realizing sooner" I say laughing a little, but stopping when I feel the pain in my ribs.

~a short amount of time passes of just conversation between you and Dr. D, he tells you the location of another group of Killjoys who can help you and gives you enough food and water so you wont pass out again~

"Well, thanks" I say as I walk out the front door onto the porch, I step into the early morning sunlight and start walking in the direction he told me. I soon reach a small diner, I step up to the door and knock gently on the door, just loud enough that someone inside will hear me.