Lone Wolf: The Hunt
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“Your insane John, stop this madness! Or I will have no choice but to kill you.”
“Do you plan on successfully killing me? With no weapons? Ha-ha!” Laughed John, Kevin, and Ryan.
I looked down and realized I didn’t have my gun nor did I pull out the glass and knife out of Apollo’s body. Terrell didn’t have anything either. He just held his arm on his shoulder stopping the blood from flowing out.
“You’re weaponless and Terrell is wounded. I have a change in mind captain, I don’t want to kill you. I want you to be my witness for when my plan succeeds. (John pulls out a Revolver.) Without you, all this stuff wouldn’t see as fun to me. No one can get as close to me as you can, no one can find me, no one can detect anything. Everyone is just boring. But you… Your something else, I want you to stick around… Let’s see here, I have three bullets left… hmm…”
John holds up the revolver and shoots Ryan and Kevin in the head. BANG BANG
“One left.” John smiled.
“Is this how you treat everyone!? Always betraying!” Terrell stated.
“Everyone only gets in my way, they do what their good for and I get rid of them after that.”
John started walking towards Terrell. He aimed the revolver at his leg and shot him.
“Just like you Terrell. You’re in my way.”
“Ahhhhhhhhh Fuck!”
Terrell fell to the ground.
“I’ll let him die slowly.”
John threw the revolver over the edge and stared at me. I took off the fur and threw it on the ground. John smiled, he charged at me. I remained still until he tried to make contact. His fist went flying towards my face, I hit it over and tried to throw one back, I missed. He came and around with an upper cut and planted his fist right on my chin, BAM my head went up. The force knocked me back, I looked back down at him and he was charging at me again. Throwing punches at me, missing. I threw a fist back and landed it on his nose, BAM he got knocked back. He stopped and felt his nose and looked down at his hand. He saw blood. He looked back up at me angrily. I charged at him and got him in his stomach. His knee came up and hit me on my side. I grabbed his leg before he could put it down again and flipped him over. As he was being flipped, he had a kick that landed on the side of my head. BAM I got knocked back again. I charged at him and tackled him to the ground. Aiming punches at his face. He blocked them. Blood was running down his face through his nose. In between the seventh punch he swung his fist at me and hit my face. He grabbed me and tried to flip me over and started landing punches at my face, I grabbed his hand and twisted his arm, and I then took my legs and wrapped it around his stomach causing myself to flip over him. His face went into the snow, I took his arm and wrapped it with my legs, in a position that he cannot get out of. I was going to snap his arm. John kept hitting my leg trying to free himself but he couldn’t. He then started reaching in the snow and grabbed a rock. He slammed the rock on my shin.
“Ahhh!”
John released himself. He came back at me trying to slam the rock on my face. I kept dodging him. I rushed at him and picked him up from the legs and slammed him on the ground before he could hit me with the rock.
“Graahhh!” John yelled
He swung the rock at the side of my face but I blocked it before it made contact. I punched him in his face causing him to let go of the rock. He then grabbed me trying to get on top but I wouldn’t allow it. We kept rolling and rolling, getting close to the edge. He kicked me off him, I flew back and hit the ground. I got back up and started at him. He started at me back. We stopped and listen. There was a chopper in the background.
“You’re too late Josh! My chopper is here!”
The chopper hovered up over the edge and aimed its machine gun at me. In seconds, a missile came flying out of the sky and hit John’s chopper. KABOOM the explosion of the chopper caused John and I to fly back and hit the ground. We looked up and it was the Chinese military attack helicopter hovering over us, speaking on the speaker in Chinese. Chinese soldiers began dropping down from the chopper and aimed guns at us. I looked back at Terrell, he was still alive, hanging in there. The Chinese arrested all three of us. The chopper landed on the helipad. We were force to board the chopper, Terrell was getting medical attention, John sat across from me chained up, staring at me smiling. The copper had took off. During the whole flight, John did not took his eyes off me for a second. I started back at him angrily. You can see full hate in my eyes toward him. The chopper landed on a Chinese base headquarters. We got off the chopper. Terrell was immediately escorted to a clinic. John and I stood side by side while guns were being aimed at us. The leader of the Chinese force approached us.
“Looks like we captured you all again. (He smiled) Welcome to Killerstone Prison! Escort them to their cells.”
The Chinese officers took a hold of our chains and started yanking us. We went our separate ways. The officers mad us change clothes. We had to wear a bright orange one piece clothing. On the back of mine said prisoner 0117.
“You can keep the picture of your daughter, After all, you’re never going to see her again! Ha-Ha-Ha,” laughed the officers.
They led me into my jail cell. When I got in I looked around, everything was made out of stone, with one billow and a blanket. There was a toilet in the corner and a window with bars so you can see freedom that you will never have. When I turn around Officers came in and started beating me with a night stick. BAM, BAM, BAM
“Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha! Welcome to Killerstone, American. ” The officers laughed.
They all spit on me and left the cell, locking it behind them. I laid on the floor motionlessly. After some time I sat up on the floor and pulled out the picture of Sarah and held it up to my face. I put the picture down and looked straight across from my cell to the other cell across from me. There he was staring at me with a smile, John Carter.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1-Escape
Chapter 2-Lone Wolf
Chapter 3-Trust
Chapter 4-On the Hunt
Chapter 5 - The Takedown