BHS- Where you want to go, if you love to write!
I woke up on a cargo plane, with what seemed like a hundred people aboard, sitting and waiting. I saw hands shaking, legs shaking, fingernails being bitten. Not one person spoke, they avoided eye contact. I was unaware of what was happening, and how I got here. The intercom broke the silence, everyone jumped and looked up.
Someone with a low and raspy voice spoke, “Attention passengers, in approximately one minute, we will be arriving at our destination. You will find a number on your left hand, this signifies your group, please identify your other group members before arrival. Upon arrival the cargo doors will open and you will jump, a parachute has been provided under your seat. Your objective is to scavenge for supplies, and kill anyone you may see, last one standing wins… Oh and watch-out for the radiation and bombing zones... “.
My heart was going a hundred kilometers an hour now. We were then assigned teammates. I saw the cargo door open and right away people jumped. I couldn't believe what was happening. I heard over the gusting wind “EVERYONE WITH THE NUMBER 18, JUMP NOW!”, I looked down and saw inscribed in my hand the number 18, I looked up and saw my group jump out, I followed.
I woke up on the ground, my teammates surrounding me looking at something. I was cold, I felt the snow go down my shirt and into my boots as I sat up.
They started to shout, “LET’S GO! RUN! NOW!”.
I looked behind me and saw what looked like a giant blue wall made of some sort of gas. It was coming fast and I crawled and stumbled when getting up. I began to run. We entered an open field and I started to hear the distant sounds of gunshots. We were still running and the wall was closing in on us. I saw one of my teammates get sucked in. We got to a road and saw a car. The only problem was that the road was parallel to the wall. Would we have time to get to it? There was only one way to find out. We started to run. I felt the adrenaline,which was already pumping, go crazy. The snow made it hard to run. Every breath froze my lungs. Finally we got to the car and sped off as fast as lightning. We looked behind us and saw people getting devoured by it. Some running, some shooting at our car.
“Desperate, aren’t they?”
“What was that?” I exclaimed.
“I have a feeling that was the radiation the operator was talking about,” one of them said.
Another one spoke, “Probably to bring us all together to the fight…”.
There was a moment of silence, until the driver spoke, “So, what’s your names, mines Jerry.”
“Dylan, ”one of them said.
I was the last to say my name, “Tyler”.
“I guess we’ll never know what our other teammate’s name was…”Jerry said.
There was silence.
“No..no! No!” Jerry said while hitting the steering wheel, “Out of gas…” he said looking outside.
“Already?!” I said leaning over the seat looking at the dash.
“I think it’s about time to get some supplies and gear," Dylan said.
We opened the doors and popped our heads out. We scanned the area to make sure nobody was around or following us. With caution, we ran across the road. There was a house big enough for all of us to loot. The first things I found were a Glock 19 with 9mm rounds and an energy drink. I then soon found a suppressor and stangelly, a frying pan which doesn’t seem that helpful but I pick it up just incase, you never know when you’re going to have to smack someone over the head to spare a bullet. When we gathered back outside I was surprised to see my teammates with larger assault rifles. Dylan also had what looked like a sniper rifle. I looked down at my gun and looked back up at them who were staring at my finds. Jerry start held back his laughter while turning around.
I spoke, “What? Does size really matter?”
Jerry said while smiling, “Some cases it does," he looked at Dylan and back at me.
“This is one of those cases…do you have another problem with that case?” He started to laugh with Dylan.
I exclaimed, “Oh come on guys, seriously, is this really the time to be making inappropriate jo...”
An alarm cut me off.
Dylan and Jerry ceased laughing.
“What was that?” Dylan said with a worried face.
We looked around and by luck, I looked up. I saw what looked like white dots coming down to our location fast.
“Umm… guys..” I said.
“What?” They said.
I pointed to the sky. We started to realize what was falling down. It was an air strike.
“SCATTER,” I screamed.
We started to run to different locations. I saw Jerry run into a shed, I proceeded to run into it with him but as soon as I got to the door, it slammed on me.
“JERRY! IT'S ME! LET ME IN!”
I ran to the window and started to knock on it, screaming for Jerry to let me in. He did nothing to help me. I hear the first missile hit the ground then the second. Each one made my bones rattle. I closed my eyes, I was ready. I prepared for impact. The next second, I felt my body get lifted off the ground and a burning feeling on my face, my ears rang and suddenly, darkness.
Next thing I knew, I woke up, disoriented. I touched the snowy ground and dug my hands into it. I opened my eyes, the brightness of the sky reflecting off the snow hurt my eyes. I touched my face and felt the heat radiating off the right side as it was burnt to a crisp. I put my face in the snow to cool it. I then realized where I was. I started to feel my body, making sure I wasn’t missing any parts. I was fully intact. I lay back down, closing my eyes. -“thank god”.
I turned my body around to face the ground and went on all fours. I slowly stood up. I squinted, while looking around, because the sun was making the snow blinding. My eyes finally adjusted to the light and I was able to distinguish footprints leading from the shed out to a field. I heard a sound come from the house behind me. I turned around. I thought maybe it was Dylan, but it sound like multiple people. I slowly walked towards the house, my pistol in hand. I got to the deck and attached my suppressor, but as I was screwing it on, I dropped it. The sound of it hitting the deck was enough to make a pair of footsteps move towards me. I quietly ran to the other side. I heard the door open and I hid right at the corner of the house. I heard footsteps come towards me. I quickly attached the suppressor. I was ready to take the shot, but the footsteps stopped. I held my breath. I unable to control my heartbeat, and I was worried it would give away my location. I was relieved to hear the footsteps start to head back to the door, so I started to make my way to the front door. The slightest crushing of ice that my boot made was enough to make my heart and the footsteps stop. I heard what sounded like a name call then he walked towards me. I drew my gun and pointed it in their location. As soon as he stepped out from the corner I shot three rounds before he dropped to the ground. I slowly ran to the other side and into the front door. I crouched by a pair of windows in the front porch. I saw them, they were reloading their guns. I exited the front porch and snuck around to get to a better angle to fire. By the time I got to the living room, they were both gone. I slowly entered the room that they were once in and saw one of their feet in mid step exit a doorway. I followed. I turned the corner and was behind one of the guys. I took out my frying pan and wacked him over the head and held his body in front of me. The other man turned around and started to fire his assault rifle at me, but the body was taking all the shots. I threw the body towards him and ran into another room . I went to the front door and got outside. I looked ahead and saw Jerry’s body. He was shot from behind. I ran over to his body and turned him over. I looked at my hands, they were bloody. Had I lost my mind, I’ve already killed two people. Suddenly, a flash bang was thrown right beside me. A flash followed by ringing made me fall to the ground. I felt nauseous. I rubbed my eyes, my head and blocked my ears trying to make the ringing and brightness go away. I could hear the footsteps right behind me. I crawled to get Jerry’s gun. A boot plumided to my back. I got pinned. I tried to reach for my pistol on the ground but they kicked it away. There was another man. I guess I didn’t notice or see him inside.
“Well, well, well… Look what we have here…” One of them said.
The other looked up and pointed at something. I turned my head and saw the radiation. It was stationary at this point. I tried to crawl and wiggle my way out but one grabbed me. He started to drag me by the hood of my sweater. I grabbed at my neck as he was choking me. An idea popped into my head. I grabbed my zipper and unzipped my sweater. I stood up but was shot in the leg by the guy to my right. I grabbed my leg in pain and screamed, but they picked me up by the arms and feet and started to move me towards the radiation. I tried my best to get out of their grasp, but nothing helped. They proceeded to throw me into it. The second I hit it’s surface, I felt pressure slowly crushing my head. I opened my eyes. My vision was blurry and tinted blue. I could feel my legs and arms become numb. I tried to crawl my way out, but my legs were so numb I could barely move them, or at least I didn’t feel them move. I looked back at the men, and heard a distant gunshot. After a full second, they both fell to the ground. A bullet went through both of their heads. I soon after passed out.
I woke up on a bed, inside a house. My leg were wrapped in bandages and a wet cloth was sitting beside my face. Dylan was sitting by the window, looking outside. I tried to get up but Dylan rushed over to me and sat me back down.
“Here take these,” he said as he passed me some painkillers.
I laid my head on the pillow and popped the pills in my mouth.
“I thought you were dead… I guess not…” he said while tightening the bandages.
“Yeah, by some miracle I guess,” I responded.
“It’s a good thing I found you or you would have legit been toast,” he said.
“Ya, thanks back there by the way…” I replied.
“I’m surprised I got you out of that radiation, I’m also surprised I was that good of a shot.”
We both turned our heads to the sound of gun fire in the distance.
“We should really get a move on, the radiation is probably on it’s way. Oh, and also grab a gun...” he said while walking to the window revealing a pile of guns on the ground.
I got up and surprisingly I was able to stand up and walk, but with a limp. It must have been the painkillers acting quickly or I was still numb. I grabbed an assault rifle and followed Dylan.
We probably walked out five meters before we heard more gunshots coming from another direction, but this time a lot closer. We got to a wooded area and I checked my ammo clip to make sure it was full. Me and Dylan scanned the area before proceeding to walk forward. We saw movement in the thick undergrowth. We drew our guns and aimed. Suddenly, we saw flashes deep in the woods before bullets went flying in our direction. Some hitting the ground, others hitting the trees and some going right past our heads. We ran behind thick trees. The gunfire continued. I never looked back. I was so scared that a bullet would go through the tree I was up against, even if I knew it was big enough to stop a bullet.
“Okay, here’s the plan…” He stopped and looked around the tree.
“You don’t have a plan do you…” I replied.
“No..no I do not… should we make a run for it?”
I nodded at him.
“Here, drink this energy drink, it will get your adrenaline pumping.” He said while passing me a redbull.
“I think my adrenaline is already pumping enough.” I said with a slight chuckle.
He counted down from three. “Ready? Three, two one...”.
We got up and ran as fast as we possibly could. We saw the bullets hit the ground right next to us. We took a couple shots towards them while running. We were very close to getting to better cover but that's when we heard a very loud blast come from the woods. Louder than a normal assault rifle. I swear I saw a 50 caliber bullet in slow motion line up perfectly with his leg. I tripped over his body as he fell to the ground. I struggled to get back up on my feet, but bullets smacked the ground right in front of me.
“Leave without me! Run,” he shouted, trying his best to crawl to a tree.
“No way! You’re staying alive!” I shouted back.
I hid behind a tree shooting rounds out the side. I put my back against it and looked at Dylan. He had a grenade in his hand.
“Just run man, LEAVE ME," he said.
“No! We are winning this together," I shouted shooting more rounds.
“I’m just going to slow you down,” he shouted.
“Look at me! I got shot in the leg, and I’m fine!” I shouted back pointing at my leg.
“Look, there’s a difference between a 50 caliber bullet and a 5.56 millmeter bullet. They are probably some of the last ones, we’ll never hit them with our rifles, they’re too far for one of us to throw a grenade, I’m already injured so I can run at them and throw it.,"Dylan said.
He got up and I grabbed his arm.
“Are you sure about this…” I asked.
He nodded and started to run towards them. I never looked back. BOOM! I got up and started to run. I got to cover behind a small stone wall. I looked over expecting gunshots but Dylan got them. I turned around and saw a man standing with his back to me looking around. I got up slowly, that was enough to make him spin around shooting. I closed my eyes. I heard the faint click of the gun. It was out of ammo. I looked beside me to find bullet holes right beside my head. He looked up at me with a worried look on his face. I raised my gun, pulled the trigger but I was out as well. I took out a frying pan as he took out his grenade. He threw it towards me and I whacked it back with the pan. It hit the ground beside him and he looked up. I ducked behind the wall and the blast made my ear rings. Debris fell all around me. I crawled away expecting another person, but the radiation slowly disappeared. I sat there confused. Am I the last one standing? Thump. A blunt object hit me in the back of the head.
I woke up in a room. A meal provided in front of me. There was a man looking at me.
“Eat," he said.
I looked down. I was so hungry and without caring, I grabbed a chicken wing and took a bite.
I woke up on a cargo plane, with what seemed like a hundred people aboard, sitting and waiting. A dreadful expression came over my face, a scenario that was all too familiar.