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Everyone in Abby's sector gasped, she was shocked, it looked like Todd and Christa were both done for. It all happened so fast, Christa was hanging onto that tall creep's back with her arms around his neck which anyone would tell you was a really stupid idea but Christa looked like she was reaching for something before getting an arm trapped in those jaws. The group of dead had severely lessened but there were still plenty to become a problem for everyone else.
Abby did see one of the cameras on Todd, someone's blood had splashed on his face. He crouched down next to Christa who must have passed out from the pain, she was clutching onto her bitten arm. Once the rest of the zombies are killed there might still be enough time to get Christa some medical attention and receive the antidote, at least that's what most of everyone who was watching was thinking, if not she would need to get her arm amputaeed. Todd still had his machete close by, he tried talking to Christa, telling her to wake up. He had to drag her behind a pile of bodies for cover. Abby was becoming more and more frightened, closing her eyes, waiting for everything to be over quickly.
A loud siren, much like a blow horn but it lasted a lot longer sounded off, ending the match. 3 sectors were eliminated, paramedics came in to treat the wounded. Abby got a brief glimpse of Christa being put on a stretcher before the cameras cut to commentators in a studio going over highlights. An instant replay of Christa was shown a couple times showing how she was doing well at the beginning and how they hoped to see her in the next round since she was only one of a few women left.
Buck saw how devastated Abby was but before he could go over to console her she was running home. Camille was still holed up in her room, no intention of leaving it that day. Abby banged on her door, calling for her; Camille heard the panic in her voice, she very wearily opened the door and saw her daughter's tear stained face, "Mom! It was awful!"
"W-what?"
"Christa! She got bit!"
Camille had absolutely no sympathy, Abby felt like she was looking at a ghost, Camille was like a comatose patient who hadn't seen sun in weeks. She was silent for a minute before replying to her desperate girl, "Good. She'll be put down, just like your father."
Abby couldn't believe she could be so cold, "How can you say that?"
Camille put both hands on Abby's face, bringing her close, "Don't you get it, Abby? She's no good! She was no good for anybody!" Abby pushed her hands away and ran to her room, she couldn't believe she would say something so awful.
Christa saw bright lights, maybe she was dying, she felt like it but then she saw two doctors with masks. She kept coming in and out of consciousness, hearing only muffled talk and the machines they had her hooked up to, She was asleep for what only seemed like minutes, she opened her eyes and saw a syringe with orange liquid, a huge syringe with one of the longest needles she had ever seen. "It's going to be okay", a voice told her. She was asleep again, nothing but blackness until she thought she was asleep in her old bed in the room young Abby had taken over.
"Wake up!", a raspy voice commanded, this was repeated a few times before she felt the sensation of cold water on her face and chest. She sat up in the hospital bed, water dripped down her face, Todd was standing close to her with an empty glass. She was still delirious, everything was still fuzzy to her on how she got there and what happened. "Come on, we're going to be late for the next match! I'm not going alone!"
Christa's arm felt sore, she looked down to see her arm was wrapped up in gauze, everything that led up to this moment was finally starting to come back to her. "I-I'm cured…"
"Yeah, now come on, we don't have much time!", he urged her. She got out of bed slowly, she was in a hospital gown and didn't exactly have much time to get dressed but did her best. "They thought they were going to lose you last night", Todd said as they joined the other contestants in the hallway.
Christa immediately thought of Abby, "My sister, she'll be worried about me."
"She'll see you on the TV."
"That was brave what you did", said one of the surviving women from a northern quarantine sector, her name was LIsa, "Brave but stupid."
"That's me", Christa smiled even though she was still feeling a lot of pain, it seemed to go up and down her spine, shooting to her legs and to her stomach.
"You must be feeling the after affects of the serum, it should pass soon though."
"Great", Christa trying not to act sarcastic or snarky about it.
She managed to do a lot better, everyone did this time now that they knew what to expect and the first match was usually only the warm up, this time they all worked together as a team. Christa had the most kills, she knew Todd would be hurt by this but wouldn't let on.
"You know, you never thanked me for saving your life", Todd said as they reported to their assigned bunks.
"You didn't either", Christa said annoyed. She called top bunk, Abby's picture fell out of her jean jacket when she hung it over the post.
Todd picked it up and was instantly aroused, "Who's the babe?"
"My sister!", she reached down and snatched it out of his hand.
"Damn!"
"Don't even."
"Hey, it gets kind of lonely at night and if you don't want to cuddle maybe I could borrow that from you for a bit."
Christa was disgusted, she told him to fuck off and go to bed, they both needed it. The caged matches were over, tomorrow they would be dropped in the wilderness where no one would be their friend. She looked at the picture, she saw how happy Abby was, almost like she wasn't living in a shit-hole. Seeing her made her forget about how weird her body felt. That face, her beautiful complexion. She really wished she had boobs like hers, hers were smaller and perky, dark brown nipples. She wondered what colour Abby's nipples were, what cup size, maybe pink and at least a double D. Her ass stuck out a little in the picture, she remembered it being a nice round butt. Christa was feeling better now after concentrating on the picture longer. That blonde dyed hair and those soft pink lips made her look like she just came off the page of a swimsuit catalogue. She remembered what it was like to hold her in her arms, the warm feeling, so close and so inviting. She imagined she was doing that right now, feeling her pressing her body into hers.
Abby slept through the night and the morning, missing the 2nd match. When she realized this she knew she had to find out right away what happened. She got dressed quickly and was ready to run out the door when Camille called to her from the kitchen table, she didn't even notice her there when she was running to the door. "Abby, dear."
"Mom, I have to find out if Christa…"
"Sit down, Abby", Abby found it hard to disobey her even in dire needs like this, the stern voice she used always made her drop everything. "I wasn't there to see the match but I have received word that she didn't make it."
Abby shook her head, "No, you're lying."
"It's true, Abby", she took something out of her pocket and left it on the table, "This was dropped off here this morning."
Abby couldn't believe it, it looked like part of Christa's leather jacket, torn to shreds and the picture Abby gave her crumpled up, "No!", she felt like she was still asleep, this was a nightmare.
"Abby, the important thing is, she you're alive…she did it all for you." Abby stood up fast, knocking her chair to the floor, "Abby, please!", she ran out the door, "Abby, come back!", she wasn't hearing anymore of it, she needed to get away.
Christa woke up feeling great, better than great even. Todd was awake long before she got up, he had this smirk on his face that really pissed her off, when asked what he found so funny he just brushed it off. It was almost time to get escorted to the undisclosed location they were to be dropped off in. Christa wanted the bathroom before Todd wasted time. She heard some weird noises coming from his phone, it sounded like a woman moaning. "What the fuck is that, are you watching porn?"
He held up his cellphone revealing that it was a recording, "Recorded it last night, might make it my ringtone."
The voice on the phone became clearer to Christa, the husky voice was her own and it sounded like she was having a very graphic dream mixed in with her snores, "Oooohhh! Awww!", she almost had to laugh until she heard something so shocking and embarrassing that it would haunt her for years to come, "Abbbyy! Awww!"
She tried to grab the phone from Todd, "Delete that, asshole!"
Two soldiers in full cammo forced open the door, "It's time! Let's go!"
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