We both got up at the exact same time, early. I don't know how either of us got any sleep last night anyways, with the awkward moments and the whole killing masks thing and all. I mean, after her chewing me out for killing the masks and all, I felt guilty. I probably only got sleep last night because of my pure exhaustion, because if I had and energy to stay up, I probably would have.
I got up to the smell of dew, a smell that is actually worth waking up too. Not fire, blood, smoke, or anything like that I was used to. That was nice. The only thing that made it a little less worth while was the "Get up rapist." that had immediately escaped Molly's lips. That made me feel SOOO much better. But, like she said, I got up and walked.
I decided to go into the Retreat a little, not to far to get yelled at about how "I could have killed myself" or some crap like that. I also just closed my eyes. I sat, and relaxed. Listened to the sounds of nature, the strange caws and rustles unrecognizable by my ears. I'll admit, some of the sounds were just strange.
When I got back, Molly had already destroyed the tent and was packed with the little supplies we had. (basically some crappy meat we killed something for.) She looked at me "Come on Klars, long day ahead of us." I was supprised she was back to normal already, I mean, after what she had been through.
"Well you're cheery." I remarked, quietly chuckling to myself that she actually didn't hate me for once. "What? No snappy remarks to ruin my day yet?"
"Nah, we've got a long way to go today. You don't think our problems with the masks are done yet do you. I mean, you killed 30 of them. We've got to get moving." She then picked up a pack, tossed it to me, then picked up the other pack, and we were on our way.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Chapter 31: Awkward
I slept through the night, exhausted from the fight at the Masks HQ. Molly was pissed off at me for killing all of those Masks back there. I don't know why though, I mean, she was killing them just like I was. Hypocrite.
Oh, and one more thing. I kissed her. Yeah, it was pretty strange. I felt the mood around me, pulsing like a heart. So I grabbed her and attempted to kiss her. The feeling wasn't mutual apparently because she shoved me aside. So I grabbed her, taking it as a joke (wow, I'm an idiot) and tried again. She spat in my face, then shoved me off. She then gave me a good scolding, telling me she was tired and so on. I knew the kiss would come eventually, but I decided to let it rest.
We made camp right after the incident, trying as much as possible to act like the whole kiss thing never happened. I don't think one word was said through the whole hour we took to make camp. We just kind of sat there and made a tent and a fire. She wouldn't even look at me. I tried to start a conversation eventually, about an hour later. I tried things like "So, what did the masks do to you?" I also tried, "Whats your favorite color?" She just wouldn't answer. We just tucked ourselves into the tent, trying as much as possible not to touch each other, and went to sleep.
Oh, and one more thing. I kissed her. Yeah, it was pretty strange. I felt the mood around me, pulsing like a heart. So I grabbed her and attempted to kiss her. The feeling wasn't mutual apparently because she shoved me aside. So I grabbed her, taking it as a joke (wow, I'm an idiot) and tried again. She spat in my face, then shoved me off. She then gave me a good scolding, telling me she was tired and so on. I knew the kiss would come eventually, but I decided to let it rest.
We made camp right after the incident, trying as much as possible to act like the whole kiss thing never happened. I don't think one word was said through the whole hour we took to make camp. We just kind of sat there and made a tent and a fire. She wouldn't even look at me. I tried to start a conversation eventually, about an hour later. I tried things like "So, what did the masks do to you?" I also tried, "Whats your favorite color?" She just wouldn't answer. We just tucked ourselves into the tent, trying as much as possible not to touch each other, and went to sleep.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Molly's Diary 5
(Author's Note: I'm not good at doing stuff like this. Keeping up on projects. I'm sorry I've been gone, and thanks to Randy for dealing with me. I do want to write, and I'm glad you guys read. I love you all! Enjoy! :D xox)
Dear Diary(I now hate this word, so you are life record),
Is he serious? He comes in here, gets himself caught, makes them mask me, and then kills almost 50 people. And now he thinks he can just hug, and kiss, to make it better. This boy cannot be serious. I am not his girlfriend, or his mum. I am his protector, and in a way, his friend. I am also the one who came out here to trick him. Hell lotta mess that caused. Well anyway, I supposed I should explain why I've been gone.
Well, after I last saw Klarsey, I got caught again. Obviously. They took you and locked my up. With a full watch. Oh yea, and they beat me up constantly. Who continually hurts a little girl? I mean, seriously, thats the only thing you thought to do? Well, that being said, I don't remember much. I remember waking up crying, and I remember being fed old stale bread and half rotted meat. Besides that, nothings clear until today. That's when I was "saved". Once Klarsey and I got out of the town. I started yelling at his stupid ass. I mean, did you really have to kill everyone? You couldn't find a better way? Not only did I yell at him, I punched him. Hard. In the stomach. And I don't even feel that bad. But I guess that wasn't enough, because once he recovered, he said he was sorry, and then tried to kiss me. Like really kiss me. He jumped on me, pinning me to the ground. It hurt like hell, and I screamed. I also pushed him off and pinned him down. I think he finally got a brain and realized enough is enough, because he walked 20 feet in front of me from then on. We walked until we found a good group of trees, and we made camp. Which leads us here. I would love to tell you more, and I will. But I'm in so much pain and I'm so tired.
Goodnight,
Molly Black xox
Dear Diary(I now hate this word, so you are life record),
Is he serious? He comes in here, gets himself caught, makes them mask me, and then kills almost 50 people. And now he thinks he can just hug, and kiss, to make it better. This boy cannot be serious. I am not his girlfriend, or his mum. I am his protector, and in a way, his friend. I am also the one who came out here to trick him. Hell lotta mess that caused. Well anyway, I supposed I should explain why I've been gone.
Well, after I last saw Klarsey, I got caught again. Obviously. They took you and locked my up. With a full watch. Oh yea, and they beat me up constantly. Who continually hurts a little girl? I mean, seriously, thats the only thing you thought to do? Well, that being said, I don't remember much. I remember waking up crying, and I remember being fed old stale bread and half rotted meat. Besides that, nothings clear until today. That's when I was "saved". Once Klarsey and I got out of the town. I started yelling at his stupid ass. I mean, did you really have to kill everyone? You couldn't find a better way? Not only did I yell at him, I punched him. Hard. In the stomach. And I don't even feel that bad. But I guess that wasn't enough, because once he recovered, he said he was sorry, and then tried to kiss me. Like really kiss me. He jumped on me, pinning me to the ground. It hurt like hell, and I screamed. I also pushed him off and pinned him down. I think he finally got a brain and realized enough is enough, because he walked 20 feet in front of me from then on. We walked until we found a good group of trees, and we made camp. Which leads us here. I would love to tell you more, and I will. But I'm in so much pain and I'm so tired.
Goodnight,
Molly Black xox
Monday, September 3, 2012
Chapter 29: Rage
The crowd snapped back into the moment, now coming up after me and Molly like a hoard of zombies after a free brain buffet. Molly and I had no chance if I didn't run. I picked her up and strung her almost lifeless body around my shoulders. I then picked up the nearest long inanimate object in grabbable distance and started swinging. (It didn't hit me until later, but I had picked up a 2x4, NICE) I cracked the first mask who got on stage right in the head, then I threw the 2x4 and ran, quick and explosively towards the crowd, I was going to try jumping over them. I planted my foot on a mask who was climbing up on stage, then onto a 7 or 8 foot tall masked dudes head, then jumped. I must have reached ten or eleven feet in the air because I cleared the whole crowd, Molly in hands. WHERE HAD I LEARNED TO DO THAT?
I hit the ground hard, causing Molly to fly across the pavement a nice ten feet. She skid across then groaned, her body covered in blood. I recovered as quickly as possible and sprinted towards her. Then I tried to lift her, but the masks were already coming, so I went into defensive mode. I grabbed the knife, mysteriously still in Molly's pocket, and took some stabs. My first on missed as the finesse mask dodged around it and grabbed me, so I stabbed him with an awkward backwards motion with the knife. I then tossed his lifeless body onto the next oncoming wave of masks to buy myself some Molly checking time. I looked back towards where I left her, and she was gone.
I looked down the alleyway and saw her limping off quickly, with urgency, but I knew she wouldn't make it too far. I grabbed the knife, and took off after her. I checked back while running at Molly to see how the masks were, and they were in full sprint, this was my time of glory for the moment. I sprinted too, making sure I was aligned with Molly, I then hit her full speed and in a quick motion, scooped her into my arms and sprinted off. I knew the masks were on our tail so I had to do some quick maneuvering. This whole city was a labyrinth and they were the minitors.
I took an immediate left into an small alleyway and then a right into another one. I scooped into a building and ran through it to the front entrance. I could still hear the sounds of feet behind me, which meant some of them weren't stupid enough to go into another direction. Now was my time to fend for myself. I got to the main road and found a long, sharp piece of broken pottery and a large stick. I took the pottery, and thrust it into the first guy I saw in front of me. It went through him like a sword in an action movie. I then took the stick and cracked the next guy in line in the head. Two immediately took his place, and they were holding actual weapons, two guns of unrecognizable size and shape. I didn't want to find out what these did, so I ducked as I watched the first mans trigger pull. It shot a green orb out of it that singed the back of my head. But it was too late for him, I lifted upwards, sending the stick into an uppercut motion, thrusting the whole thing through his skull. I then took my new jaw-handle, and threw him into the other armed thug. I then picked up one of the guns and shot the non impaled mask. I looked up, there were still like 20 or 30 masks to take care of. I didn't want to waste a shot, considering I didn't know this gun too well. I hit one mask in the face, and shot the one next to him, taking out two. That left me with 28 masks, and one injured Molly. Nice odds. I tossed Molly the other gun, as she tried fending for herself, immediately taking three shots, and three shots well taken. 25 to two.
I took a shot at the crowd, knowing I would hit one. It pierced through one and hit the one behind him, a two shot kill. I screamed "MOLLY, WELCOME BACK" as she took a shot at the guy approaching me.
She screamed back as I unloaded like, 20 shots on this seemingly bottomless clip. "NO PROBLEM. YOU KNOW I DON'T MIND KICKING MASK ASS." We then unloaded on the crowd of masks. One by one, they all fell, body parts flying around everywhere. I even saw an arm fly out and hit Molly. But she didn't mind as she took a shot anyways and hit the guy in front of us. 5 guys, 4, 3, 2, 1. It was over.
I looked at her. "You ok?"
She replied. "Well, other than the missing you, the week of torture, and almost having my face melted off, Yeah, I think I'm ok. Lets go Jackass." It was Molly.
I hit the ground hard, causing Molly to fly across the pavement a nice ten feet. She skid across then groaned, her body covered in blood. I recovered as quickly as possible and sprinted towards her. Then I tried to lift her, but the masks were already coming, so I went into defensive mode. I grabbed the knife, mysteriously still in Molly's pocket, and took some stabs. My first on missed as the finesse mask dodged around it and grabbed me, so I stabbed him with an awkward backwards motion with the knife. I then tossed his lifeless body onto the next oncoming wave of masks to buy myself some Molly checking time. I looked back towards where I left her, and she was gone.
I looked down the alleyway and saw her limping off quickly, with urgency, but I knew she wouldn't make it too far. I grabbed the knife, and took off after her. I checked back while running at Molly to see how the masks were, and they were in full sprint, this was my time of glory for the moment. I sprinted too, making sure I was aligned with Molly, I then hit her full speed and in a quick motion, scooped her into my arms and sprinted off. I knew the masks were on our tail so I had to do some quick maneuvering. This whole city was a labyrinth and they were the minitors.
I took an immediate left into an small alleyway and then a right into another one. I scooped into a building and ran through it to the front entrance. I could still hear the sounds of feet behind me, which meant some of them weren't stupid enough to go into another direction. Now was my time to fend for myself. I got to the main road and found a long, sharp piece of broken pottery and a large stick. I took the pottery, and thrust it into the first guy I saw in front of me. It went through him like a sword in an action movie. I then took the stick and cracked the next guy in line in the head. Two immediately took his place, and they were holding actual weapons, two guns of unrecognizable size and shape. I didn't want to find out what these did, so I ducked as I watched the first mans trigger pull. It shot a green orb out of it that singed the back of my head. But it was too late for him, I lifted upwards, sending the stick into an uppercut motion, thrusting the whole thing through his skull. I then took my new jaw-handle, and threw him into the other armed thug. I then picked up one of the guns and shot the non impaled mask. I looked up, there were still like 20 or 30 masks to take care of. I didn't want to waste a shot, considering I didn't know this gun too well. I hit one mask in the face, and shot the one next to him, taking out two. That left me with 28 masks, and one injured Molly. Nice odds. I tossed Molly the other gun, as she tried fending for herself, immediately taking three shots, and three shots well taken. 25 to two.
I took a shot at the crowd, knowing I would hit one. It pierced through one and hit the one behind him, a two shot kill. I screamed "MOLLY, WELCOME BACK" as she took a shot at the guy approaching me.
She screamed back as I unloaded like, 20 shots on this seemingly bottomless clip. "NO PROBLEM. YOU KNOW I DON'T MIND KICKING MASK ASS." We then unloaded on the crowd of masks. One by one, they all fell, body parts flying around everywhere. I even saw an arm fly out and hit Molly. But she didn't mind as she took a shot anyways and hit the guy in front of us. 5 guys, 4, 3, 2, 1. It was over.
I looked at her. "You ok?"
She replied. "Well, other than the missing you, the week of torture, and almost having my face melted off, Yeah, I think I'm ok. Lets go Jackass." It was Molly.
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