BL/ind Sucks!A Chapter by frerard4life
"ADRE!", Statics voice screamed, I jolted up into a siting
position again, stupid dreams, but I was sadly mistaken, "ADRE!", she yelled again, I jumped up and ran outside, I looked around frantically until I saw her by two BL/ind bikes, she was on the ground clutching her leg, two dracs laid dead a few feet in front of her, I ran to her, "what happened?", "two dracs broke into the hide out, we fought a little and ended outside, I just killed one when the other behind me shot me in the leg", she said, her breathing was heavy, "why didn't you wake me up?", I asked, "you were asleep, and I didn't have time", she argued back, I rolled my eyes, "ok come on", I said, I grabbed her right arm and slung it over my shoulder, helping her stand up, we walked about a foot before she collapsed again, "damnit!", she yelled, I sighed in frustration and picked her up bridal style and carried her inside, I sat her down at one of the booths and disappeared into the back, I grabbed something to wrap her leg with, I walked back to the front and sat in the floor in front of her, I pushed her dress up a little and grabbed at her leg, "f**k Adre, be careful!", she cursed, I lifted her leg and wrapped it, "thanks", she mumbled. I went into the back room again and searched for some type of pain killer, one good thing about taking trips to Battery city every two weeks is that you get some good pain killers that could knock you on your a*s if you take the right amount. But to my dismay we had none left. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, looks like I'll be taking that trip to Battery City a little early. I walked back to were Static was to find her messing with the wrap, "stop that", I said batting her hand away, she glared at me. "Well we have no pain killers left, so I'll go to Battery City and get more, and some other supplies", I said, Static looked dis-pleased, "No, you're not, not with out me", she said trying to stand up, I placed my hand on her shoulder and pushed her back down, " you're not going", I said, "and why the hell not?", she asked, "because you're to hurt to go, I wont allow it", I said putting my mask on, "wait you're going now?", I looked at her and nodded, "yes Static, you need medicine, and we need fuel, food, water, and a lot more", I said bluntly, "what am I suppose to do?", "stay here like a good killjoy, behave yourself, and watch the hide out until I get back", before she could respond I was out the door. I climbed into my car and started it up, I drove off towards not only Battery City, but the very man who haunted me in my sleep. I drove for hours until I finally saw Battery Cities tall dull buildings, I passed a sign that said "Welcome to Battery City, Better Living Industries", I scoffed, why tell such lies?, BL/ind sucks! I drove into Battery City unseen, I drove until I was in the rattier part of the city, I parked my car behind a building and got out, I entered the building and started searching, a few buildings in the city were abandoned and ready to collapse any second, but I guess they were stupid enough to leave medicine and other important things behind. I walked up a long stair case, the stairs protesting under my feet, creaking loud with each step, when I reached the top I stood in the middle of a long hallway, I looked down both ends, so I went to the right first, going in each room, all empty, so I went to the left, all empty except the last room on the right. It was full of boxes and old files, I looked through each box and found one full of pills, I set it by the door and looked for more. Not lucky enough to find supplies but I did find something else, two files laid on a table by themselves, they were dusty and torn, I opened the fist one and almost threw it at the closest wall, the picture was of a ten year old Static, her hair was cut short and dark brown, her skin looked grey and lifeless, so did her expression, inside the folder was information, things like- Number 302, Age Nine, Test number seven, Results, Failed. It was documents and notes on how the drugs had failed to work except for a drug that was a mixture of advil, a sleep medicine and something that went in flu shots. It said it had stopped her heart for two minutes, but she didn't die completely. The rest of it was notes on her progress and behavior. I put that in the box with the pills and looked at the other folder, I opened it up and frowned, it was me in the picture, but my eyes were closed, I looked like I was sleeping, there wasn't as near as much information in mine than Statics, some pages were ripped. All mine said was Number 303, Age Nine, Test number eleven, Results not documented. That's all it said. I didn't notice I was crying until I saw a tear hit the paper, smearing some of the ink. I got up and grabbed the stuff and walked out. I walked down the stairs and back out side, only to see.... I had visitors. © 2013 frerard4lifeAuthor's Note
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Added on February 9, 2013 Last Updated on February 9, 2013 Authorfrerard4lifeKYAboutI am a weirdo! I love comic books, horror movies, art, and music. I am very open minded and i love everyone.... usually. more..Writing
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