Trapped

Chapter 16

Benedict punched a tree, busting his knuckles and making him hiss. It was one trick after another and another. Every time it involved Luna and some guy with a stupid suit. It irked Benedict to the point he was actively hunting for them. 

Twenty marks. Forty times that he’s killed them after they would be friendly then suddenly try to kill him in many ways. Once the guy in the suit had tried and drowned him and Luna had nearly succeeded in stabbing him. 

Although, he was afraid that he would actually hurt the real survivors and actually hurt them. Benedict scoffed, rolling his eyes. They have no reason to come to his side of the realm, right? 
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“Stop bickering, I just need to talk to someone.” Luna told Smug, rolling her eyes. “I just don’t understand why I had to some. You could have Hope or Boris to come along since you like them more.” Smug grumbled. 

“Excuse me?” Luna snapped, looking at him, “If you don’t always run off with Kate-” 

“Don’t you dare bring her into this.” Smug growled, pointing an accusatory finger at Luna who sighed. “Look, I’m sorry but I’m hoping this makes it better. Besides, everyone but you understands the journal.” 

Luna then cut him off by walking quicker towards were Benedict was. “How do you-” Luna grabbed the collar of his shirt and tugged him back just as a loud snap was heard. “Watch your step, this guy has a shit ton of traps.” Luna told him. 

“Why?” Smug asked. “The Entity sends him ‘tests’ that are meant to fuck with his mind.” Luna simply explained. “Why would the Entity do that?” Smug asked, looking at the ground to see for any traps. “To cause suffering? He technically can’t be in a trail so It has to do something.” Luna suggested. 

“That-...” Smug trailed off when he saw someone. “Again?” Luna noticed the voice. “Benedict?” Luna asked, stepping forwards towards the lone survivor. 

“Stay back!” Benedict ordered, putting out a gun. “Oh, shit..” Smug whispered, holding his hands out. “Benedict it’s me. Luna! I’m not a test.” Luna told him, holding her hands up. 

“Lies! That’s what they all say.” Benedict growled, clicking off the safety. “Leave or I will shoot.” He warned, making Luna back up. “Okay, okay. C’mon Smug-..” Luna felt her blood run cold when she saw Smug take a step forward. 

“Smug no-!” 

Luna was too late to pull him back when the sound of the gun went off. 

THUMP!

Luna let out a scream, covering her mouth. Smug’s body landed at her feet, a bullet went cleanly through his forehead but he still twitched. Writhing with agony before he completely went limp. 

“Oh, my go-..” Luna before hearing another gunshot before feeling the sharp pain in her shoulder. Tears fell from her face as her hand slowly went up to her shoulder only to fall back from shock. 

She struggled to keep her eyes opened and her breath hitched as she laid there, helplessly. Her eyes slowly closed, feeling alone and scared when she realized the footsteps walked away. 
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Autumn walk to her shack, her hands on her head as she took control of her body. “Wh-...What the fuck did I just do!?! WHAT DID YOU MAKE ME DO!?!” Autumn spat, glaring at the dark mass that was spilled out from her eyes. 

“Revenge.” Was all it said before just disappearing. The emotion was brought back to Autumn’s eyes but she all she did was shake at the thought she just murdered someone.

She sighed, needing to talk a walk, get some fresh air. She left her weapon on the counter and began walking towards the killers' border. She stepped out and began to walk around, clenching her fists before feeling waves of regret.

She felt awful for hurting Quentin, even if he was a big asshole. Autumn sighed, how are these killers able to hurt the survivors? Was it because they lost the ability to care or was it just out of spite? 

Autumn let out a frustrated grunt, kicking her feet when she heard a gunshot, making her jump. “What the fuck?” She whispered, starting to walk over towards the noise when another followed. Autumn picked up her pace when she noticed someone walking away. 

She ducked away and waited for the person to walk away, noticing the gun on their hip. They were responsible for the shooting but of what?

Autumn started walking over and screamed, her hands over her mouth. She saw Smug’s eyes opened, clouded over with fear and pain. Autumn went over and closed his eyes. “I-I’m sorry..” Autumn whispered. 

She was about to turn away when she saw Luna on her back, with blood seeping out of her shoulder. “Luna!” Autumn yelped, kneeling down to her. She laid her head on Luna’s chest, still feeling her breathing and hearing her heartbeat. 

Autumn grabbed Luna’s arm and pulled her up, draping Luna’s arm over her neck and pull her up. Autumn used her other arm to grab Luna’s waist to support her up. As soon as Autumn had a grip on Luna, she started towards the survivor border. 
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Hope groaned, rolling over. She was barely getting any sleep but things started to get better around for the survivors. Boris blew everyone away when he basically shoved the Entity’s legs away. 

Though she wondered what would happen when she got back home. Will she ever see Evan and Herman again? What about Luna? What will Autumn do? A lot of questions came to her and it deprives her of sleep. 

Hope then got up and opened her tent. She noticed Quentin limping and a lot more timid and quiet than usual. After Autumn’s mori, his Achilles tendon was scarred up and made it difficult to walk.

Hope felt bad but every time she tried to talk to him, he shied away and went to hide in his tent. She decided to sit with Boris, who was using Kate’s guitar. Boris was playing a soft song that he was working on for everyone. 

“I didn’t know you played guitar,” Hope said, smiling. “I played a lot of guitar hero.” He said with a shrug. “Was it intense?” Hope asked, giggling. “I may have broken a controller or two.” Everyone shared a laugh at this. 

“I need help!” Autumn’s voice rang out, people seeing the former survivor carrying an unresponsive Luna. “Luna!” Hope yelled but Boris was the first to run over and talk her from Autumn’s arms. 

“What happened??” Boris demanded. “I think she got shot in the shoulder!” Autumn told him, tears welling up in her eyes. “A-And Smug is dead!” Kate let out a sorrow filled cry, falling onto her knees. 

Boris didn’t waste any time to bring Luna to Claudette’s shack, closely followed behind. Boris laid Luna down on the bed, pacing back and forth. Claudette ushered them out when she went to work on trying to remove the bullet. 
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Boris and Hope were sitting outside of Claudette’s shack and instantly jumped up to hear the news. “How is she!?” Boris asked, looking at her pleadingly. Claudette let out a sighed, her head tilted downwards. 

“She may not make it… she’s lost too much blood.” Claudette told them. Hope couldn’t help but instantly started tearing up but looked at Boris. 

The cheerful Boris that always knew how to raise everyone’s spirits and never really seemed to be upset stood there. Boris' hands clenched into a fist so hard his knuckles went white. He let out a cry and slammed his hand against a tree, as a single tear fell from his cheek.