Hello all you lovely people! I return with another chapter of Into The Wild for your satisfaction. I was busy most of the weekend so that's the reason for my absence. Then again at this point you guys are probably used to it. Also, this story has breached 3k views! I owe all my thanks you guys! Well let's not dwindle on that and let's get straight into the story!
Chapter 10: Afterwards
The rush of speed hit Foxy as they leapt into the water below. The group all hit the water at blistering speed. The water felt cool against their bodies as they started getting up. For a second it felt like they could relax, before hearing gunshots coming from above. The group got out of the water and ran into the trees surrounding them. If they could lose the men behind them… The group ran as fast as they could, dodging trees and bushes. They ran down hills and jumped rivers. They were now hopelessly lost at this point. The only thing on their minds was to run. After awhile they had found a small cave and ran into it.
Everyone was out of breath, their legs sore from running. They sat down against the stone walls. They couldn't hear footsteps so the mean must have lost them from all the commotion. The group relaxed themselves but for Foxy he was urging to ask a question so he went right ahead.
"Hey F-Freddy. Um, how'd you find C-Chica and me?"
"That bastard left me a knife in a room. Almost like he wanted me to escape. Pretty stupid right? "
"Why the hell would he do that? There's no reason."
"Well let's not dwindle on that now. We need to get out of this forest."
Foxy's eyes lit up when he remembered the phone. It could be a way to escape! Foxy quickly reached down in a pocket of his tan pants to find… nothing.
"Wha…no! No No!" Foxy started pounding the stone ground with his fists. "Damn it! Our way out!"
The others just watched Foxy through his fit of rage. They all felt the same way but just didn't feel the need to express it. After Foxy's little rage, the group seemed to be at a silence. Night came faster than expected for them, reeling in sounds of crickets and birds chirping throughout the trees. They slept in the cave for the night, cherishing what time they had all together again.
Sunlight cast into the cave shining light onto the group's bodies, warming them up. When they were all awake Freddy had questioned if they should leave and go further north to which the others agreed. Foxy walked in front of the group, holding an assault rifle. The feeling of fear for the outdoors seemed to diminish in size. Foxy had realized the fact that they were more prepared. They had many weapons now, easy to kill 'predators'. The crew kept a straight line as they walked forward into the unknown.
For awhile the silence continued. None of them wanted to really socialize, despite the fact they were reunited once again. It seemed that the wrath of Hermenaz had washed over the group. Everyone experienced the same hell. Trudging forward Foxy was the first to notice the blind patch. An area devoid of trees lay ahead of the group, causing confusion for the others. Foxy and the others entered the area eyeing a truck lying on its side. The glass from the window covered the ground making light shine from the truck. A feeling of déjà vu came from the scene making Foxy grimace for a bit. He walked into the clearing and paused when he heard rustling… coming from the truck. Foxy looked over at the others, their faces showing signs of fear. He brought his gun up a bit, signaling for the others to copy. The group had their rifles ready slowly approaching the truck bay's door. Foxy slowly moved his paw to the handle and jerked it open. He flew the truck's back door open to reveal a man sitting against the wall.
"Woah woah! Hold on their buddy!" The man said his hands up in surrender. The man looked no older than 24, dirt covered his blond hair and sort of slender figure. Foxy snarled at the man.
"I ain't messing around man!" Foxy screeched startling the man. The man slowly walked towards Foxy.
"I'm not going to hurt you. Honest." The man replied, fear present in his eyes.
"Step out of truck.' Foxy insisted. The man slowly made his way out of the vehicle and stood in front of Foxy. Just then he got an idea! "Tell us everything you know about this place."
The man looked at Foxy puzzled. "I-I don't know much. I was here with my d-dad. We were heading south when one of the wheels blew out. Now we are h-here. I've been here for two days."
Foxy relaxed a little then realized, if the man was correct, they should be another person. "Where is your father?"
"Dead. Died on impact." The man started to tear up a little at the thought of his dad. Foxy calmed down, accepting that the man as telling the truth.
Foxy lowered his gun and walked closer to the man. He started to rub his shoulder, calming down the man. "Hey, it's alright. We went through something similar."
The man looked up at Foxy, stuttering his words. "You l-lost someone?"
"We didn't know him much. But he helped us. He's in a better place now."
Foxy looked back at Freddy and the rest with a smile before continuing on. "You can come with us if you want. We are looking for a way out of here." Foxy turned around once more to see smiles. The more the better.
"T-Thank you, thank you so much!" The man was shaking, so naturally Foxy hugged him. He remembered doing that at the Pizzeria when the kids would get hurt or sad.
"Well I'm Foxy!" he then continued to point to the others. "There is Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica! What's your name?"
"Nathan Stone. Just call me Nate." The man smiled through his tears.
"Things will get better" Foxy thought to himself. It had to. For their sake and others.
Well guys I'm sorry about the wait. Seems like its usual now. Well anyway tell me what I should improve or what not, (I love to you from you guys!). Till next time, Bye!