Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
You give him a fearless smirk and clinch your fists."HEY"A waitress says."There will be no fighting in here!Take it out side!"And you just remembered,your school has a history of school shootings and your uncle is a gunsmith.He gave you a shotgun(Or Shottie)to only keep in your locker and in your backpack to protect yourself...You have a butt-load of homework so you obviously have your backpack with you.
On your way to the back ally,you check to see if it's there...It's there.
As soon as you step into the back ally,One of the werewolves jumps on you,and you kick him in the face and breaking his nose.Jason is already in a brawl.Then,another of the gang starts to swing with his claws at you,and leaving a large cut on your face."Ahhhhh!Crap!"You say covering your face with your hand.You look over to Jason,Wow he's holding em' off nicely.
"You hit err...Scratch like Justin Timberlake."You say.Somehow,patience doesn't seem like a werewolf thing.So,he comes up and bites you on the shoulder,blood gushing out.You don't even feel it.And to his surprise of you not reacting,he is vunerable for a split second,which you use that time and punch him in the jaw 3 times.He kneels down,looks at Jason, and then jumps on him.Now everyone is ganging up on Jason.
Jason is swinging rapidly but before long,he is hit in the back,face,stomach,then face again.The other werewolves are beating him down then,Jason let out a yelp.BOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!The large bang silenced everything,everyone shifts thier heads in your direction only to see you holding up your custom-made stockless SPEZ shotgun straight up in the air, then you point it at the leader of the pack and look him right in the eye."I have silver buckshot."You say
Then,all of the werewolves nod to each other."C'mon let's get outta here."The leader said.And they all walk off.You put your shottie back in your backpack."That was a little bit cheesy."Jason says."Jason!You were getting the hell beat out of you."You say."Werewolves can faster than humans...Well enough to walk at least."Says Jason."By the way,you owe me a burger."You say.He grins."Guess what?"He says."What?"He chuckles a little and says,Isn't it ironic?""Huh?What do you mean?""Well,you were bittin." Then,A flash of panic rushes through you."Don't worry I was about to do it myself"Says Jason.
Written by Red Snow
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