Saved (Septicplier)

Shooting

(Marks POV)

    "Mark Mark Mark Mark Mark Mark!!!" Is what I woke up to today. Instantly waking up, I sat upright and almost knocked Jack, who was in-front of me over. He stumbled backwards, catching himself.
    "What??" I stretch. "We 'ave ta go. Like, now." He grabs my arm as I stretch and pulls me up. "CRAP!!!" Jack looks confused then realized he had grabbed my arm that was attached to my injured shoulder.
    "Oh my god... I'm so sorry!" He spoke so softly. "It's...it's fine. Just, don't do it again...."  I get up on my own, rubbing my shoulder lightly. Jack nods quickly and grabbed my other arm, starting to walk forwards.
    "Sooo. What's the rush??" I walk behind him. "Ya'know t'e people w'o we've been fig'ten?" "Uh, yeah. Obviously." He just rolls his eyes on my last statement. "Well, when I woke up, there were swarms of em. Not too close to t'e spot we were in, but close enough to spot us," As Jack spoke, I noticed one of my guns in his free hand. He has a tight grip on it.

(No POV)

    They had walked for a good few hours. Had run into some people, Jack had to shoot them. Mark had his hand on his shoulder, putting pressure on it. "Jack?" Jack then looked over to Mark. "Yea?" "You think we could rest?" Jack just nodded, but kept walking a few steps.
    "Stay 'ere, stay cautious. Keep your eyes wide. I'm go'in to c'eck t'e area." Jack started to walk off. "Alright. I'll be here!" Mark called after Jack, sighing after Jack was out of sight.

(Marks POV)

    'Damn.... It's too quite. I don't like it...' I sat down on the ground. 'Stupid injury.... If I didn't have it, I could be helping Jack right about now!!' I mentally slapped myself, yawning. 'Jack wouldn't mind if I slept, right?' I thought for a moment. Then closed my eyes, trying to sleep.

(Time Skip)

    I jolted awake to gunshots, lots of them. I scramble to stand in the matter of seconds and look around. I notice that I'm in a different area then we're I fell asleep. I look around once more. 'Nothing' I stand in one spot confused. "Uhh, hello??" I take a few steps forwards until I see a person with a gun. One of the people out to get me and Jack...... Jack!!! Holy shit! We're the hell is he!?
    I look back towards the person who now had there gun pointed at me. 'Shit...' I start to move until I hear a shot. I don't know what came over me... I'm suppose to be ready for this but I just stood there, looking away from the them.
     I waited, but never felt any pain. I look up, and see that Jack running towards them, kicking there arm, making them drop the gun. Jack then puts his gun to the persons head and shoots. Jack runs towards me. "Are ya ok!?" He looks me up and down, checking for any wounds. "I'm fine.... Don't worry about me but.. What the hell is going on?!"

(Jacks POV)

    "Heh, well..." I then explained everything that had happened. Why there was blood on my clothes, why I had his gun, and why I left him were he was. "Soo, all that happened while I was asleep??" Marks eyes show a bit of surprise.
    "Ya, you're a really deep sleeper man." I look around, checking for any other people trying to sneak up. No one, for now at least. "Uhh, I'm not sure you noticed but... Is your ankle ok??" Mark points to my left foot.
"Yea' I'm good. Jus' twisted it runn'in to t'em." I look and point to the person who I had just... Killed.
    "Does it hurt??" Mark looks concerned. "Little bit, but it's not'ing ta worry 'bout. I've twisted me foot worse." I look back to Mark. He nods but his eyes go wide as he stares at something behind me. "What?" I turn my head as my eyes go as wide as Marks.

HEHEHEHEHE CLIFFHANGER!!! Payback to all who give cliffhangers in there stories!! Hahaha! Anyway, hope y'all like!!

Peace out BROSKIE!!!😆