Hello, My Name Is: Death
I quit crying a few Minuten later. I just laid there for the few hours of time we had to ourselves. I didn't need to train, I was ready for this battle. The Final Fight, I would win. I was ready.
And then, it was time to go.
I checked my eyes so no one would ask me if I was crying, and I was good. I went to the weapons room, geared up, and grabbed my essentials: a cross-bow and a stake.
"Let's do this." I said, and we started off for the parking lot.
The other doctors got here on time, they were suited up, along with Shropee, and they were ready to aid people. They had a few weapons on them, just incase things for them got out of hand, and yet they still came.
We got there before Haus's gang.
"Alright guys," I started. "Before we fight to the death, I just wanted to say that I'm glad no one chickened out. Du all are brave. This isn't just for me, this is for Jerek. This is for Tabra. This is for all of Du and your Friends here. When we kill Haus, and the rest of his men, which we will, we will think of three things.
1.) Du & Your friends
2.) Me & Tabra
Some of Du may die. I want Du to know that. But, it's a risk we need to take. Because, not only is our lives at risk, but there's is too. Once they realize we won't back down - we can't back down - we will triumph, and win."
"Yea, what she said." I heard someone say, and I turned to see Haus and his gang.
"Where's Jerek?" I asked him.
"Oh, he's over there." Haus pointed to a light shining down on Jerek tied up to a chair, and gagged.
"Okay," I said, and pulled out a gun. "Ready?"
"So ready," Haus said. "You're mine."
"Then let's go." I said, and the war had begun.
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