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Chapter 2 - Prisoner

I felt so terrible. Jimmy had to be heartbroken. It was obvious how much he tried and wants to become a soldier. Like I said, he was a really good kid. It was my fault. I came up with the plan. Although, I had no clue what the plan was this time.

We were behind the wall and Tom whispered "Okay. We're in and out that's it. We're just here to scout the place out"

We all nodded and stayed crouched down being wary from the mech from the previous night. The place looked like any common warehouse really. Crates and boxes everywhere! Click went ahead. I heard sudden gunshots and someone groan. It was Click who fired his gun. He'd been killed by two arrows, one in the chest, one in the stomach. But then, who got shot?

I crouched down behind a crate as Tom yelled from behind a stone pillar "Who's there? Show yourself!"

"How's this instead?" Someone called back. Who the hell? "You throw your guns towards us and show yourselves first?"

"I don't think so" Tom said.

"Okay then. We'll just test out our weapons on these lovely pair" a different guy brought out Hal and Karen and I sighed.

"Stand down" Tom said and I stood up and threw my gun belt to one of them.

"Serach them" the one said bluntly. I'm guessing he was the leader. He was doing all the talking.

One walked over to me "touch me and you'll lose that arm" I growled.

"I'll take my chances" he smiled. Ugh! I hated it when people never took any notice cos I was 'just a little girl'.

He went to search me and I bent his arm back behind him as he groaned in pain "Told ya"

"Kristen, it's fine let him go" Tom said to me and I released his arm.

He stood up at backhanded me across the face. A quick shriek ripped through my teeth at the pain felt like the crack of a whip.

Hal struggled in the one man's arms.

"That's enough! I'll take her" a woman appeared. She was quite pretty and had wavy dark blonde hair. Might have called her beautiful if she wasn't a part of this. I reached up to touch my cheek. My fingers became warm. Wet. I saw the dark red blood stream down my fingers.

"Here" the woman passed me a tissue.

"Thanks" I said my face emotionless. I wiped my hands and my cheek. Hadn't bled for a while. Started to forget what it felt like. Although I hadn't missed it. We heard a mech stomping outside.

"See! You fire a gun and they come running! Move now!" We ran underground as the mech demolished an entire wall as it errupted through it.

They took us to a theater. Or at least that's what it looked like to me. They tied up all our hands and put us on the chairs. There was a dead skitter just layed out on top of a statue. How could they just leave that thing there? One layed the guy who was shot on the stage.

"So, who's the leader of you lot?" the man asked us.

We all looked at Tom.

"I'm guessing it's you then" he sat on the stage. "So what's your name? Where you from?"

"Tom Mason. I'm second in command of the 2nd massachusetts" Tom replied.

He nodded "The resistance" he chuckled "Name's Pope. John Pope. I'm the leader of this gang" he held his hands up. At least I could put a name to him.

"Gang" Tom snickered.

Pope didn't find it very funny I guessed "So what do you call these?" he gestured to the dead skitter.

"We call them skitters"

"Ah, I guess I can see where you're coming from. We call 'em cooties. You know like from when you were a kid"

Tom simply nodded "I remember"

"Where's your base?" he rested his head on his hand.

"John F. Kennedy High School" Tom smiled broader.

"So why are you ... and your little army, here?" Pope pointed to all of us, his eyes widened a bit on me. I'm guessing it's cos I was pretty young.

"Scouting. We were told it was an armory. Ordered to check it out" Fair play to Tom. He was answering all Pope's questions and kept a smile on his face.

Pope's eyes fell on me "How old are you, kid?"

"14" I replied my lips in a straight line.

"And you're a soilder?" he sounded surprised.

I simply shrugged.

Pope picked up a bottle of beer from the stage.

"Can I have one of those?" Tom gestured to his hand with his head.

Tom eyed him up for a few seconds before smiling "Yeah sure, why not" He gestured for Tom to stand up so he did. Pope untied Tom's hands and grabbed one. Tom's head was turned to the guy who was shot. For the first time I noticed a gun besides him. Perhaps that's what Tom was looking at.

Pope suddenly went close to his face "What would you do?"

For first Tom didn't answer. Pope pulled out a gun and put it to Tom's head. I gasped.

"We can get you weapons! Supplies!" Hal shouted. Thank God he was quick thinking. They didn't stand a chance against Weaver and the rest.

Pope put the gun down "What?"

"We have guns and supplies at our base. I can get you them. You get them and let us go" Hal replied.

"Fine. Go talk to your 1st in command and tell him we'll make a deal" Pope pointed to him "Maggie, take him outside"

The woman who I'm guessing name was Maggie or perhaps Margaret put a bag over Hal's head and led him outside much to Karen's dislike. God I hope he was quick.

"Better hope your leader makes the deal" Pope passed the beer to Tom and they both sat down.

It was complete silence while we waited for Hal to return. Eery. Pope and Tom sat apart just keeping their eyes on eachother and the wounded one kept his eyes on Karen much to her disgust. Hal was brought back about 45 minutes later with Anne. What was she doing here?

"What's this?" Pope grumbled.

"I'm a doctor at the 2nd mass. I can help your brother" I didn't know they were brothers!

"Fine. But don't try anything" he moved for her to go up on stage and she knelt down besides his brother "I'm leaving you lot in charge. Margaret, Cueball, keep an eye on 'em. Especially him" Pope eyed up Tom.

He then left with two or three others.

"Hey, you" the brother gestured to Karen "Stand up, let me have a look at you"

Karen stood up and turned around. Hal looked pretty pissed off. So did Margaret. Her jaw was locked tight. She quickly pulled out a side arm and shot Cueball then before Pope's brother could finish saying "What the-" Maggie shot him too.

She untied me "Why did you...?"

"Let's just say when I first came here, they wern't very nice" she replied as I untied the others.

"C'mon we can still catch up to them if we go now" we followed Margaret outside and started running towards the school.

A flare was fired into the air.

"What's he doing?" Hal said.

"Giving an ultimatum" Margaret replied.

We caught up to them loading up an orange truck.

Tom gave his own ultimatum "Pope! Either join or die!"

"I'd rather die!"

We fired at them killing two of them which just left Pope and one other. He jumped in the truck leaving the other to be killed by the ship. We ran through the trees to keep hidden from it as it flew overhead and further away. We ran into Weaver with Pope captured.

We all sighed. Thank god! I quite liked Weaver. He wasn't half bad.

"Margaret?" Tom got her attention "You're free to join us. We have food, shelter and could always use another soldier?"

"Sure, why not" she replied. Margaret seemed pretty cool.

I was looking forward to getting back. Needed some rest and a bath.

_well sorry it took so long to put up. Been a busy day. Please review and hope you liked it :) love you all thank you xx