*Pewdie's POV*

After a good night's sleep, the Bros and I went off again. Since it was early morning, it was pretty quiet. But once a bit of daylight flooded in through a couple of the windows, things were once again noisy.

There was a growl from the end of a hallway. Stephy and Gonzales clutched the hilts of their swords. Mayo withdrawled his blade, and Bernard held onto the shaft his pistol. "Hunker down," Stephano whispered. "If zey find us, we will attack. Ztay quiet."

All ten of us managed to fit into a small space. Mr. Chair was tiny enough to bury his face in my back, and grasp Piggeh and Cry's hands in his little hands. His breathing was uneasy, and I could hear him slightly gargle saliva at the back of his throat as he breathed in and out frantically.

Bernard breathed out slowly through his mouth so that little noise would be created in the process. "Let me see how many there are. Not a noise," he reminded us. He slowly raised up until he was squatting on the balls of his feet. Jennifer placed a hand on either side of his waist to keep him from falling.

"No way," he hissed, looking over his shoulder for a brief second before turning to look at the swarm. "There are four of 'em suckers! Four unowned bros out there!"

I jumped. "That's a huge pack. The most I've seen in one place is three!," I exclaimed. I could hear Mr. Chair's breathing speed up as he squealed in fear.

Cry raised his right fist, the one Mr. Chair wasn't holding. "Keep your guards up," he said in his reading voice. "Strength is in numbers. We're pretty okay since this is a large pack."

All of a sudden Bernard lost his balance, and fell forward with an "Ow!" The four bros perked up, and started clawing towards us.

Bernard shot a good, six bullets from his pistol, and rolled out of the way of the bros. One hit, and Stephano was quick enough to kill the bro. I threw a barrel at a nearby one to distract it while Stephano made a quick getaway.

Zaley stabbed a second one, then kicked it over to kill it. Just then, a third bro came out of nowhere, and raked its claw across Gonzales's cheek. Being the skilled soldier he is, Gonzales dropped to the ground, and played dead, not moving at all.

Mayo pulled back his arm, and shot his blade forward at a bro's chest, killing it. He then ran over, and retrieved his blade. Just then, he was scratched across the neck. Mayo pressed his hands to the wound, and ran into the safe spot for cover.

All of a sudden Bernard was pushed by another bro. He landed face-first on a rock, and wounded his eye. Before pouncing to safety, Bernard shot off three more bullets. Stephano held off the last bro with his sword. "Go all of yeu!," he cried. "I'll hold him back! Yeu escape!"

The Bros made a fast escape, as I stood in the doorway to make sure Stephano got away as well. Once Stephano saw that everyone was safe, he pulled his sword away. Right when he did, the bro scrawled its claws against Stephano's chest. Luckily, Stephano pulled his sword back, and slayed the bro.

Then he dashed to us Bros. I had a look at the blemish on Stephano's chest. "Stephy, it looks awful," I said softly. I turned to the others, to see Gonzales's scratch on his cheek, Mayo's scar on his neck, and Bernard's big, black eye. "You all look awful!"

Mr. Chair nodded, and smiled cutely. "I found a really nice room for our wounded soldiers to relax in!," he said cheerily. "Time for a clinic!"