ItSkater's POV:
I stared at the television in shock. What just happened..? Did we just witness Angel's death? My head was swarmed with so many thoughts. Climber looked outraged, Zombie looked speechless, Artist looked like he wanted to punch the television.
Climber:"Come on."
"Where are we going?.."
Climber:"Going to start a riot."
She said that while picking up a grappling hook.
Zombie:"Sounds like a plan."
Street Artist:"Yep."
We all got up, grabbed some stuff, and walked into the smoke.
Demagogue's POV:
"Child..stay here..ok?"
Child:"Ok mom!"
I hugged him, saying goodbye to him and the bunny,told him to stay in the house,and ran off into the city ahead. Not knowing if I'll see my kid again after today.
Chemist's POV:
I woke up to see Runner packing her stuff up. She looked at me,seeing I was awake.
Runner:"Good morning little bro.."
"Morning sis.."
I sat up to grab my own bag, but I felt stinging pain in my back a little. "Must be from the burns.." I thought. Runner, seeing my discomfort,helped me up.
Runner:"Are you sure you'll be ok?"
"Um..yeah.. I'm sure."
We picked up our stuff,walked out of our old house,and never looked back.
"Runner?"
Runner:"Yes?"
"You um.. might wanna hide your head in case a guard comes by.."
Runner:"Ok!"
She grabbed the hood of her jacket and put it on her head, making sure she tucks in her hair along with it.
Runner:"There."
We kept walking towards the area extremely fast. Not waiting for anything to happen, just to penetrate the area and end this. We stopped at a fence,which was covered by barbed wire.
"Maybe there's a hole to climb under?"
Runner:"Nope. No holes."
How do we get over this..?
Demagogue:"You guys need any help?"
We looked up at the voice to see a woman,in her early 30's, sitting on top of the fence with several small cuts on her arms and face.
Runner:"How'd you get up there?"
Demagogue:"One of the fences doesn't have barbed wire.'
We looked up seeing the weak spot in the fence. We started to climb it,with me nearly falling off the first time. Now it was time to fight.
Runner's POV:
Ok..Time to get inside using a flashlight and a hidden door. I help Chemist climb over some equipment because his body's still messed up and damaged.
Chemist:"Sis I can walk.."
"Still. No one recovers from blast injuries that fast."
Chemist:"Fair point-I think..I just touched blood."
I put my hand up to the spot, feeling something warm and wet. My hand came back red when I took it off and heard a noise..like something hitting water at a high speed.
"What was that?.."
I direct my flashlight as we walked towards the noise and..I fell into a tank of liquid. I resurfaced spitting out something that definitely wasn't water.
Chemist:"You ok?"
"Yeah.."
I grab the ledge to pull myself out when I was dragged underwater. My head swarmed as I tried using my knife to stab the person off of me.. didn't work. I almost began to accept my fate as I faintly heard a gunshot. My eye shot open to see that someone had pulled the guard off but had gotten shot in the process. Blood instantly filled the water as I helped the person,who was bleeding everywhere,up to the surface.
???:"Runner..?"
I looked at the person I was helping up..and I froze. It was Angel, barely alive with two gunshot wounds in the chest.
"Angel?.."
He instantly started to cough up blood and shake. I put my hand on the more serious wound as I tried to calm him down.
"You'll be ok.. You'll be fine.."
Angel:"Easy for you to say..you don't have a bullet near your heart..heh..sorry.."
He then mumbled something under his breath as I tried to find something to stop the bleeding.
Angel:"Don't..Just..take this.."
He took the ring off his head and handed it to me. It was still glowing slightly despite being out of the tunnels and damaged.
"This is yours though.."
Angel:"I know.. just don't let him win..take care of yourself Runner.."
He then went limp..and stopped breathing. I just felt numb..I couldn't cry anymore..I kept it in my pocket as I walked away from the body.
Chemist:"Runner I'm sorry.."
I hugged him and looked at a picture,which was hidden in the ring, of all 10 of us in the tunnels. I felt tears falling down my face as I put it in my pocket.
"Let's go.."
Merchant's POV:
"I think it's this way.."
Cook:"O-ok.."
I walked with Cook towards the facility. I was not going to make the same mistake again. I promised myself I wasn't going to let my best friend die. He still had tears streaming from his face from losing his sister. I gave the animals to The animal caretaker to keep them safe from harm.
"Ready?"
Cook:"Let's do this."
I then opened the door to the facility.
Dancer's POV:
"Come on Singer!"
Singer:"You try running in flats!"
I held her hand as we ran from guards. They were not pleased to see us enter this weird little building. They started shooting at us, causing the both of us to scream and hop into this room.
"Wow..there are so many people here.."
There was about 15 other people in the room along with us,all looking beat up. Then there was a loud voice starting to fill the room, startling everyone.
President:"Hello fugitives."
Demagogue:"You know you're the only one who is acting like a freaking fugitive right now!"
I laughed a little during that part. The President, who sounded ticked when she said that, said something that shocked us all.
President:"Ok guards..pick a random person to kill."
Chemist:"W-what.!?"
Merchant:"You..."
We looked at a screen seeing it select a person to be killed, I looked at the screen, seeing the symbol was a microphone. I turned over to her, speechless.
Singer:"I love you Dancer.."
"I love you too-"
Before I could finish my sentence,a hatch opened, letting her fall through the floor. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back up,she hugged me tight, making me blush a lot.
Singer:"Thank you.."
President:"Are you kidding me?!!"
Guard:"Sorry sir!"
She still held on to my shoulder, shaking from the near death experience. I hugged her, trying to calm her down.
Climber:"Can we kill you now?"
President:"How..dare you.. you rude little girl!"
Climber:"Little?! I'll show you little you jerk!!"
Artist had to hold her back because of her nearly running out of the door to kill the guy.
Street Artist:"Calm down Climber.."
Climber:"Fine..can I just slit his throat just a teeny tiny bit..?"
Skater:"You are crazy.."
President:"Enough you idiots!! Guards..kill them!"
The guards then came into the room, letting everyone attack. The Fight has just begun.
Cook's POV:
I pulled the sword out of my pocket and started stabbing whoever was trying to kill or severely maim me. I let my rage take over as I started slashing at them, reminding myself that they were the reason my friends and sister are dead. I felt a bullet graze my arm,but I just ignored the pain as I stabbed a guard who tried to sneak up on Merchant.
"You doing alright Merchant?"
Merchant:"Yeah!"
Zombie's POV:
Street Artist:"Agh!!"
"Are you ok?!"
Street Artist:"I'm fine.. just the last guard kicked my stomach."
It wasn't that. There was a bullet wound in his stomach and it was bleeding profusely. Before I could do anything to help,Blood then started coming from his mouth.
Street Artist:"I..feel like I'm going to pass out..-"
He then passed out. I caught him as he hit the floor and the impact knocked his hoodie and beanie off, showing the hair he keeps under it because it gets in the way. I laid him down in the corner of a room a hid him under a blanket after covering up the wound.
Hopefully it holds up..
I kept stabbing guards until my knife literally broke. It had gotten stuck in a guard's head, making me grab his gun and shoot the coming guards.
An hour later..
I was panting from exhaustion because of the constant threat of the guards coming. I felt that we were done when..
???:"Ok..time to strike!"
That's..when the President's brains splatter the wall. Everyone who was in the room froze and stared at the screen. There was someone.. behind the President's body. Astronaut was standing there, holding some sort of ray gun, with blood covering his suit.
Astronaut:"Got him."
That's when the guards started to shoot at him. Astronaut barely had time to move before he fell to the ground. Dead.
Chemist:"O-oh God.."
Because of the guards distraction and the shock of Astronaut's death, Scientist had ran into the room,and pulled out a ray gun. He started shooting at them while carrying something on his back. The thing on his back was a girl, a teenager covered in blood with a red backpack. And finally..it was over. I passed out from relief as an ambulance and police started to fill the room.
Student's POV:
How am I alive..? I don't know..I thought I'd bled out in the tunnels. I then woke up..on The Scientist's back while he was shooting at something..did he save me? I don't know... I then blacked out again, waking up in the hospital room. There was a breathing tube in my nose and my stomach was bandaged. I begin to feel something gently caressing my hair..it felt kind of relaxing..
???:"Student?..Are you awake?.."
I look over to the side of my bed to see Runner,in a similar hospital gown with bandages on her arms and legs, sitting on a chair next to me.
"M-mom..?"
She didn't seem to mind being called that. But I was so tired and confused and I didn't want her to leave...
Runner:"Thank God..I thought you were..I thought you didn't make it.."
"I thought so too..How long was I sleeping..?"
Runner:"4 days.."
"4 days?!.."
Runner:"Turns out the bullet was poisoned..The doctors had to do a lot of blood transfusions to keep you stable.."
I tried getting up, feeling sore in every part of my body,but I fell back down,too weak to even move.
Runner:"Just try to rest.. you're running a fever,I don't want you to get worked up.."
"F-fine.."
As I laid my head back on the pillow,I heard the door open again,this time it was Skater entering the room,with a cast on his arm.
Skater:"How is she??.."
Runner:"She's awake..But she still feels feverish and warm.."
"Hey Skater.."
He sighed in relief as he hugged me. I hugged him back,not having the energy to say anything.
Skater:"I'm so sorry I left you in the tunnels..if I known you were still alive-"
"Not your fault..Plus..I meant what I said to you a few days ago.."
Skater:"You..meant that?.."
"Yes.."
My vision wasn't the best at the moment,but I could see him blushing a bit.
Skater:"Heh.. just try to rest for now.. I'll see you later Student.."
"Bye.."
As he left the room,I laid down and fell asleep with a smile on my face.
Chemist's POV:
I was in the burn victim unit in the hospital, confined to a bed and forced to endure hours of countless doctors entering the room to give me medicine for the swelling and burns. Runner walked into the room as I laid down, looking at the ceiling.
Runner:"You doing alright Chemist?"
"Except for the medicines that taste like gel and other stuff.. I'm ok. Just counting the tiles on the roof."
Runner:"Please don't remind me of tiles..I don't want to think about them..I don't want to think about everyone who died.."
"Sorry.."
Runner:"It's not your fault..You didn't cause any of this..I just miss them.."
She hasn't been the same ever since the events happened. I can't blame her,she went through hell to get back here and ended up losing some important people in her life.
"You can cry if you want..I won't stop you.."
Runner:"Thanks.."
She then went into the bathroom,where I heard her sobbing uncontrollably,and came out a few minutes later exhausted.
Runner:"That's better.. I'm sorry that you got dragged into this.."
"It's fine..I would rather die with you than live with them..",
Runner:"Love you little bro.."
"Heh..Love you too Runner.."
I smiled a little, Everything will be ok again..
Merchant's POV:
It was the middle of the night when I woke up again. I was in the hospital, bandaged and connected to an IV drip. I looked over to the other bed and saw Cook, having an nightmare.
Cook:"I said get away.. Don't come any closer.."
"Cook? You ok..?"
He was squirming in his sleep,like something was attacking him..I then remember my own torture, feeling the stitches in my arm,chest and legs. I've only been in there for 7 hours.. He's been in that hellhole for a week.. That's really messed up.
Cook:"I don't want to be hurt anymore.. just kill me.."
I climbed out of my own bed and walked over to the bed to calm him down. I gently tapped him and he woke up, terrified.
Cook:"AHHH- Oh..Hi Merch.. Anything happen?"
"You looked like you were having a nightmare..you want to talk about it..?"
He was trembling and looked very close to breaking down as he told me about it.
Cook:"What they did to me in there..well,left some permanent scars..Hell,I nearly lost my sanity on the first day.. that's when the torture started happening.."
"What did they do to you?"
Cook:"Well..At first it was questionings. I didn't know the answer to them..and I was.. basically knocked unconscious. Then when I tried escaping..I was tortured again..But the last time I tried..was a big mistake. They did everything they could possibly do to hurt me..And I think it damaged my eye a bit."
He lifted up his eyepatch to show me..a thin cut over his eye, almost like someone slashed it open. I instantly felt horrible just thinking about what they did to him. He then passed out from exhaustion on the bed.
"Goodnight.."
Zombie's POV:
Yeah..the hospital had a hell of a time seeing my current state. Artist had to tell them that I had an accident before and I did not fall in radiation.
Street Artist:"You ok?"
"Yeah..just grieving."
Both of us had to get bullets taken out of us,not a pleasant experience due to one of us hearing the other screaming in pain. I had to get another plate in my shoulder because I broke it when I ran into a wall. Artist ended up waking up during a stomach surgery and thankfully the doctors noticed.
"Are you doing ok?.."
Street Artist:"Could be better.."
"Yeah..none of us are doing well at the moment..Hey Artist?"
Street Artist:"Yes Zombie?"
"I just wanted to say..thanks for saving me that day..I would've died if you didn't interfere in time."
Street Artist:"You're welcome.."
Singer's POV:
I laid down, trying not to aggravate the injuries on my neck and back,in the middle of the fight a guard had shoved me down and stepped on my back. According to Dancer, I was unconscious for hours because I passed out from the shock.
"At least it's not broken..only slightly cracked."
Dancer:"But now you have to be confined to a wheelchair for 7 months."
"Still! I'll be positive about it!"
Demagogue's POV:
Sharing a room with a girl who hated the government as much as I did really helps trying to talk to her. My kid was in the other room, getting treated for a broken arm.
Climber:"So..are you going back to your job after you get discharged?"
"Nope. I'm going to take care of my kid,eat,sleep,and find a job that allows more freedom."
Climber:"That's cool. Mad that I didn't get to kill the guy for his actions though.."
I nodded, agreeing with her as I looked out the window of the city. After a couple of days it's actually starting to get better! Even though I lost my husband and best friend in the process..it doesn't mean I'll give up.
Epilogue: Everyone who survived the tale..Had improved their mental state. Runner and Chemist had the house rebuilt while coping with the losses. Demagogue had gotten a newer job that let's her speak her own mind while raising her son and bunny. Climber had adopted the Chettah after finding her wandering around the city looking for her old owner. Skater had finally gotten to be noticed as someone,while still living with his parents. Student is now The Scientist's lab partner after him noticing her brilliant ideas and cleverness. The Singer and Dancer had started a relationship as a couple with Dancer helping Singer trying to walk again. The Cook had taken over as the priest of the fsm, doing it to remember his younger sister. Merchant had adopted The Turtle,doggo,and lizard after not wanting to leave them alone, starting up the duo with cook while always remembering his friends and girlfriend. Zombie and Street Artist had moved in together, with The street Artist having amazing art skills to help with the damage And therapy. All of them attending funerals that were sad..with some of them being too hard to handle for the rest.
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End of Chapter 25..
Death total:1000 unnamed citizens and guards and 17 fighting fatalities.
End of The Fight For The Planet.