UFSW Hunger Games/Issue 7

This is Issue 7 of the UFSW Hunger Games and is written by TheInfected. THis is only a preview and the full issue is expected to be released the week of Seprember 2, 2013

Issue 7 (Preview)
Just like that the night turns from good to disaster. Then again Conner was used to that. He’s been doing that for twenty five years. But the moment he heard that loud gunshot ring in the distance he knew something was wrong. Conner quickly jumps to his feet and looks at the building across the street. “Ash get the fucking bat.” He says before sprinting down the street.

Ideas rush through his thoughts as he dodges the few infected that roam in the streets, his mind on one thing only. Kim. “Conner wait the fuck up!” He can hear Ash yell from the back of him but Conner couldn’t wait. He needed to see what the hell is going on.

Quickly running into the building he runs down the hall until he sees it. Sees the sight. The body of a young woman covered in blood, slumped down in the corner. The once white shirt now read, the loving eyes now cold. He could instantly tell it was Kim and thats what made him just stand there in shock.

“Conner what the-” He can hear Ash say before Ash goes silent, now by his side. Ash looked at Kim’s body and noticed the shotgun sized bullet hole in her. Unlike Conner, Ash wasn’t that upset. He just met the girl so he instead looks around the small room. “These fuckers have a fucking shotgun.”

“Then let them fucking shoot me.” Conner mutters as he just slumps across the wall. He just lost both of the only people he knew and he was just done with the games.

“Yeah just fucking let them shoot you.” Ash says sarcastic as he checks behind them before looking back into Conner’s broken eyes and cant help but feel slight sympathy. “Look I’m sorry about Kim but we need to get out of here.”

Conner looks at Ash for a moment and tries thinking of a response. Then the thought hit him. If he lost both his friends then there is nothing holding him back. No emotional strings holding him back from winning. But before he can say a thing he notices something move from across the room. Like a shadow. “Get down!” Conner says as he grabs Ash by the shoulders and pulls him behind the wall, barely missing the first shotgun shell.

Ash and Conner lock eyes for a second and Ash gives a slight nod of thanks to which Conner doesn’t respond. However another gunshot rings out and Ash goes into game mode. He peeks around the corner, trying to see the gunman, and then back toward the front door where he left PJ.

Billie aims her shotgun across the dark room just trying to see a glimpse of the two people she saw. She just needed one little slip up from them as her finger laid on the trigger. Next to her sat Alfred and he kept poking around the couch. “Listen we need to get out of here.”

“And let these guys get away? It’s kill or be killed.” She says defensively.

“And if they have a rifle? Sure beats our shotgun.”

“Someone scared? Maybe if you shot the girl when you had the chance we would have been out of here.”

“Well excuse fucking me if I figured she could be some assistance.” Alfred defends himself before turning his attention back to the people. From the looks of it the shotgun wouldn’t hit them. “Where’s Cole?”

Outside Cole Pruitt sits behind some destroyed car, his mind racing of thoughts. It was just supposed to be a simple kill the bitch thing but of course shit went wrong. Like it always went for him. Currently he sat behind the car because of the apparent gunfight that was going on inside. He couldn’t risk entering the building as the two men could have a gun and because the kid that was at the doorway could alert them.

Speaking of the kid Cole peeked out from the car and glanced at the kid who stood at the door. Brown hair. Blue eyes. Slightly shaking. Hell the kid didn’t look like a major fighter but looks can be deceiving. However Cole can notice that the kid was working on something. Like a weapon.

The kid, PJ, was currently putting some random supplies together in hopes something good will happen. “Let’s see ummmmmm sugar….” PJ mutters to himself as he puts a bag of sugar into an empty bag.

Next he grabs a small bag of explosive powder, which they luckily found earlier that day, and he pours a tiny bit into the bag. With his finishing touch he wraps the duck tape around it before it’s done. His little masterpiece. Quickly standing he runs to the window, fiddling with the bomb in his hand. Looking in the window now he can briefly see two people behind the couch, one holding a shotgun. “This better work…” PJ mutters before throwing the bomb in.

The small little bomb flies through the air before smashing into the ground, and like expected, explodes into a giant cloud of smoke. Billie, who was trying to shoot Conner and Ash, screams in shock as she puts her shirt over her eyes, trying to wipe the smoke from it. Next to her Alfred grabs the shotgun and aims through the smoke however he can’t get a good shot.

Conner follows Ash out of the building as he can hear Alfred trying to get another shot. Although the smoke was great they needed to escape fast because that smoke wouldn’t last forever. With Ash in front of him the two sprint out the door but something wasn’t right. PJ wasn’t there.

Ash quickly glances around the street before seeing PJ being held against the wall by a twenty lookish man with short blond hair. “PJ!” Ash screams over to PJ before springing toward him in a hurry. He can’t have PJ get hurt. He couldn’t allow that.

So in a swift motion Ash punches Cole across the face and Cole lets go of PJ, instead wiping the blood of his face. Ripping PJ behind him Ash tries getting another punch but Cole pushes Ash away. Dodging his fist Ash kicks Cole in the shin however this leaves an opening so Cole punches Ash in the chest.

Now Cole could easily handle this kid but he could see the older, raged man running toward him. Pushing Ash to the ground Cole turns to punch Conner but Conner is too fast and pushes Cole against the wall. Lifting his fist up Conner punches Cole in the face. Cole moans in slight pain before Conner tries to swing again. Quickly kicking Conner’s foot he jumps out of the way and gets on his feet.

He lays a punch on Conner’s face, which appears to be pretty strong as it knocks Conner back. With Conner dazed Cole lays another move and he pushes Conner against the car. Hitting the car Conner quickly jumps back up and knees Cole in the stomach.

Cole grips Conner by the arm and throws him to the ground. He runs to kick him but Ash intervenes and punches Cole in the stomach. Sumping to the ground in pain Ash smirks for a second before wiping the blood from his face.

He doesn’t have time to brag however as he then notices Alfred and Billie run their way, the shotgun rested in Billie’s arms. “Fuck it.” Ash mutters and he runs away from Cole and over to PJ. Gripping PJ by the arm he runs in the direction where Conner is as Billie fires another shot. Miss. The two join Conner and run in a random direction as Billie fires another shot but misses.

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Some say he was insane. Others say he was perfectly sane. Others called him a freak. Well Ronin always considered himself all of them. He wasn’t completely unhinged although right now he looked it with his tired, bulging eyes with sweat going all around him and a switchblade in his hand. Right now he looked insane.

Using the bright moon Ronin followed it’s light, looking for some sanctuary. Whether he liked it or not he needed a rest after the day he had. Both members of his group died and he had been chased by a herd for the past few hours. Lucky for him though he was good with a switchblade.

But the herd wasn’t the worst thing about that night. It was the fact that he missed his prey. One of the bitches that killed Sam, the one with the brownish hair and dark eyes. He was stalking her all night and right when he had the chance to get her someone else did. A bullet hit the girl in the neck and he was forced to run out of there.

So here he is now, walking down the street with his still bloody switchblade in his hand. All this rage still inside him, boiling with every step he takes. He was just ready to explode and kill everything he sees.

Yet he didn’t. He didn’t go around and take his rage out on the biters because he needed this rage. This rage was his weapon and he was gonna save it for the other contestants. So he let this rage boil up inside him. Because soon enough he was going to kill everybody. Everyone. Anyone who goes against him is going to die because only one person can win and it’s going to be him.

No matter what the cost.

(End Preview)