Ok, this one starts out 3 days before Gary's evil terror speech.

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Zoey made her way down the path to the kitchen. She was leading her four specialists. A pair of skilled swordsmen, a skilled knife thrower, a medic, and Zoey her self. The swordsmen were named Tony and Junni. Tony was, a tall, Mexican fellow with dark hair and was a bit on the short side, Junni was his opposite. She was a white female, with light brown hair. The knife specialist was named Sing-Jo. She was good with knives before she came to the school, but now that she could have knives special made, she became a master. E was the unit's medic, he had the most training. There were many other very qualified medics that could have gone but he insisted. He said that Zoey wouldn't last very long with out him there. The five of them wore black cargo pants, (borrowed from the Goths) black tactical vests (basically hoodies with extra pockets), and back face makeup (ashes). Each person carried their own set of unique gear, except Tony and Junni, who had the same kits. E had a short sword and a messenger bag that was converted into a med kit. Sing-Jo had many small knives strapped to her and a small curved dagger. Zoey had a short sword and small two way radio.

They continued down to the hall and waited for Sing-Jo to check the door. She peeked out into the freezer. She made a series of complex hand signals that translated to: Three guards, two are sleeping, the cook was taking a nape, and the front door was locked. She walked in very slowly, Followed by Zoey, then Tony and Joni, and last E. Sing-Jo snuck up to he cook. She ended him with a quick slice across his throat, Sing-Jo sad a small prayer. She followed up with a quickly thrown knife into the head of the guard that was awake. Toni and Joni quickly ended the last two guards. Zoey gave a little pray for the fallen enemies. Then set about getting food, as did everyone but Sing-Jo, who was on lookout duty. They stuff nearly all the food into the hatch. Before they shut it, Tony and Junni spray painted a big OCU symbol on the inside on the main door and they left. Once the hatch was shut, Zoey radioed for carts to move the food.

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The next morning was jump started but the shrikes of a girl who went to the kitchen to get an early breakfast. Gary quickly had that part cut off from the rest of the school. He personally inspected the site. He looked around in disgust.

"Why do these guards show no damn sign of fighting back? That damn cook was asleep when he died." Gary was yelling at the group of people in charge of the kitchen defense, "For this situation, I'm going to have to punish your group for this incident and hope you do better next time," he had grabbed one of the unit leaders by the shirt and yelled at him.

"You, my commissar are to execute every fourth man in each unit. Maybe that will teach your fair block how to stay awake," he looked up at the rest of the commissars in the room, "any guard found sleeping at his post is to be replaced, and executed by means of pit."

"Yes, fearless Gary," everyone one in the room said. He led the Kitchen block commissar away to the assembly area. Soon after there was an announcement over the intercom, Gary's still charming voice was heard.

"Everyone from the kitchen guard block, please, report to the assembly area and line up in rank." Every one from that guard block came in and ranked up. The commissar went up to each man a number, 1 through 4. And then he yelled in a booming voice that undermined Gary.

"Ones, Twos, and Threes, you may leave. Fours stay where you are don't move" every one left. The doors shut and locked behind them. Gary's personal guard came out and tied every one of the guards, which were still in the room, hands. Gary instructed them to get down on their knees. The unit commissar was to personally execute each of those men and women, or more appropriate, teenagers. The weapon he was to use was a very large crude two handed axe. Tears began the run down the faces of those who waited their turn at the chop block. Boys, girls, gender didn't help either. Every one of the was cut down by their commissar, their leader, their friend, their brother, their family. In the end, 25 teens in the kitchen block unit were killed. Gary nodded with approval at the commissar. And walked away, thinking about his speech. Out of the corner of his mouth to another commissar,

"Feed the bodies as sausage to the people. Don't tell them its human meat."