Chapter 5

experiments

"How could he," a girl with blonde hair asked to herself. She wore a sleeveless, stripped green tank top and khaki pants. Her eyes widened with shock. On the other side of the bushes she hid behind, was Jimmy, Jimmy brutally executing a large gray kid. What made her stomach churn was the sight of Butch and Brittney lying in a bloody mess not far away. She knew Jimmy; there was no way he would take part of this game. She believed that he would have a plan to escape, but there he was, killing people he knew and anyone else that crossed his path. How could he?

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"AJ," a boy with huge buck teeth called out. His pink shirt had a large rip in the back. There were bandages underneath, which was matted in blood. "AJ!"

"What Timmy? Do you want us to get caught," another boy answered. This one was bald, his head was a perfect circle.

"No, how long is this gonna take, we've been here for two days!" By here, he was referring a gas station that they were extremely lucky to stumble across.

"Well Timmy," AJ started, "if you and Chester didn't waste the drums of water we found, I could be finished by now and we all could be sitting in front of the TV looking at Crash Nebula."

"I had to use something to make the toilet flush didn't I," Timmy countered.

"Someone's coming," a third kid interrupted. He had blonde hair and braces.

"Who," AJ asked, leaping off of a pile of metal he was working on.

"I don't know yet, their too far away."

"Quick! Everyone in position," Timmy slid under a parked car with a pair of nun-chucks in his hand. AJ hid behind the heap of metal, "Chester! Tell us if you know who's coming." Chester kept his spot, staring towards the road and at whoever was coming at them. Between the three, he had the better weapon, a customized eight chambered magnum. There was a long silence.

The three held their breath until Chester gave a sigh of relief. "It's Sanjay!"

Timmy and AJ gave a sigh of relief also.

"Wait a minute, Tootie's with him!"

"Tootie," Timmy protested.

"Let them in," AJ said going back to work..

"Are you serious? We can't let Tootie in here!"

"Timmy, we can't leave her out there," AJ said.

"He's right," Chester continued, "we couldn't find Elmer and look what happened to him."

"Fine," Timmy gave in.

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"Hey, come look at this," the black eyed guard said to Sakamochi.

"What is it?"

"I was marking off Sid's and Curly's paths, and look at this."

"So, that's Neutron's number," Sakamochi said rubbing his chin.

"Yes, but really look at it."

"He's alone! Maybe now he'll start some serious killing!"

"Question," the guard started, "why do we have to keep tabs on Neutron?"

"Well," Sakamochi began while counting off with his fingers, "he has two successful missions with a secret agency, repelled a meteor, stopped an alien invasion…twice, saved the earth from being blown up. Then there was that whole saucer deleting everyone in the world thing."

"OK he's a hero," the guard interrupted, "we've had heroes here before."

"Yes we have, but not like this we haven't."

"He won't last," the guard said.

"He shouldn't, but he might prove troublesome. By the way, you should really get a bag of ice on that eye." The guard's eye twitched.

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"Hello boys and girls. It's twelve o'clock, time for the list of body bag stuffers. From Retroville we have Brittney and Butch, and from Dimsdale there's Veronica, Chad, and Francis. Five more students down, you guys are almost half way there. Now for the protected places, the forbidden fields, the off limit…zones, haha!"

"This…this…bastard is truly enjoying this," Jimmy mumbled. His eyes were bloodshot. He had to adjust not having Brittney by his side. Ever now and then he would ask a question out loud, expecting to hear her answer. Then her corpse would flash through his mind, his heart would sink. She came to him for help, and he couldn't do a thing. Why didn't she stay hidden? Why didn't he grab that damn gun? Why did she find him? His head began to hurt. With this state of mind could he concentrate on what was in front of him, or what could possible come in the future? If he came across Cindy, would she have the same fate?

By the time the questions stopped, Jimmy was exhausted. He was already drained physically, but now he was drained mentally. After a few more minutes of wondering aimlessly, Jimmy came to a huge oak tree. He settled under the shade, and slept.

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"Oh my aching feet," Helga complained as she walked along. With a glance of her map she figured that she was way too close to a wall of protected zones. If it weren't for Curly, she wouldn't have ran all this way. She growled at the thought of Curly. That psycho! Chasing her on horseback! If he was the person that would eventually snap in his class, why wasn't he dead yet? That bought up more questions, why were some of her classmates left out: Iggy, Turvald, Lyla, Lorenzo. What did they do that was so special to avoid this hell? Did anyone else know about this? Principal Wartz? Mr Simmons? Did her parents miss her, probably not?

"I bet Olga never had to go though anything like this." What an accomplishment that would be, to go though something her sister had no chance of surviving, then going home to an all-she-can-gloat fest. Helga thought a good long while on that. Something she would have over her perfect sister! Better yet, the whole neighborhood, maybe even the whole country! NO amount of trophies for travia contests would top a game for survival.

Helga felt rejuvenated, her afterburners kick in, the second wind picked up. 'I'm gonna play this game…and I will in!" She threw her arms high in the air. However, something seemed wrong. It was very faint, but it sounded like…breathing. Yes! Heavy breathing! As soon as she realized that, Helga wasted no time. She cracked her knuckles and waited. The breathing got louder and heavier until she felt something moist on the back of her neck. Without turning around, she threw a backhand fist to her right. Something cracked, there was a thud.

"Creep," Helga said to herself. She then turned and fired a shot. Killing still did not settle well with her stomach. Something felt like leaping thought her throat but she kept it down.

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Author's note: Thanks for the reviews, nice to know that some people like this thing. Also, I know this chapter is rather short, I've been busy and this is the best I can do for a while.