Go back and re read since I haven't updated in a while. Sorry it took so long to update. I'm taking a full 18 credits in college and working. I've been working on trying to get everything updated when I have free time. This chapter is short but it's something. The next chapter Id say in a week or so to try and write.
Hope you enjoy.
8 days later
I stumbled through the woods, my side on fire, the stab wounds inflicted by the guards were more than likely going to be my main issue. I could tell that I had lost a decent amount of blood loss, I was seeing like three of everything.
"Control, we have found one of the savages, she's headed towards the kids from the dropship. Would you like us to bring her in?" I heard someone say from the bushes as I stumbled into a tree.
"Yes, we could use some more people in the harvest chamber, take her in if you can, if not, shoot her. One less of those animals, that we'll have to deal with."
"Copy that." I heard shuffling behind me, I had no weapons to defend myself. I had escaped my cell as fast as I could and fled, killing a few guards on my way out. Sensing that the guard was close enough for me to take on in this condition, I lunged at him knocking him to the ground. My side was in a tremendous amount of pain but I fought through it, this was a fight for my life. I knew the maunon would have no problem killing me.
"Stop fighting." The man I had wrestled down to the ground and now was struggling for his gun that lay discarded next to him. He came up with a knife and I swat it out of his hand and grabbed it, swiping off three of his fingers.
Reed blood went everywhere and his fingers fell to the ground and he screamed in pain and I saw beneath his mask that he was getting radiation burns on his face. I ended it with a quick knife to the heart and pain ripped through my shoulder. I grunted and looked behind me to see another one of the maunon men and I threw the knife at him slicing his suit he wore. He fell to the ground, desperately trying to patch his suit screaming frantically. I took that opportunity and ran as fast as I fucking could. I just used my only weapon at the current moment that's all I could do, I had a few stab wounds and on top of that I now had a gunshot wound to my shoulder.
I had made it about five hundred yards when exhaustion and the adrenaline of the fight had worn off and I stumbled to the ground, and fell to my back, now in my view stood green trees. I brought my hand up to my shoulder and when I brought it back my hand was coated in my black blood, a lot of it.
I tried to get up, but with all the pain that I was in when I moved caused it so I couldn't push myself up, my body resisted every moment I tried to make. My eyes were fluttering when I saw the outline of someone coming towards me.