Among Enemies

"Heavy Hitters: Fat Camp"

As funny as the title of this place was, I was relieved to finally reach a place that could offer some shelter. And maybe this fat camp had some food, I was getting sick of eating nothing but cooked rabbit. I turned to look at the guys and TaBB was the first to say it: "Oh thank God. Let's go in and see if there's anybody here that will give us some food or a place to sleep or something." NS shook his head and said, "No, this place looks way too sketchy." It did look pretty weird, the building itself was a big wooden shack, with broken windows. There was a fitness-type area next to it, complete with a running track that had low hurdles throughout. A small empty pool with flat water wings littered on the bottom, and covered in pine needles. I was still getting used to all this crazy ass shit, it had only been three days since we lived through a plane crash. Not to mention being abducted by a gang of hillbilly freaks, I was still really pissed about that whole scenario. I told the guys last night by the fire that we would never mention that again, and they agreed. The cuts were still there, but they were healing fast. Maybe the dirt that Low smeared on the rabbit had healing powers or some shit.

Anyways, despite NS' pleads that we should travel elsewhere, the rest of us couldn't pass up a chance for food and shelter. We stepped on the porch and I looked back at NS, who had his arms crossed like a pouting baby. "Are you coming or not?" I asked him, as TaBB knocked on the door. He sighed and said, "If a gang of fatties jump us and rape us all, don't say I didn't warn you" as he joined up with us. TaBB was getting pissed, and so was Low. "HELLO?!" screamed Low as he beat on the door. I had enough of this waiting game. "F uck this." I said, and wrapped my gray flannel around my fist and knocked the window out, and unlocked the door. We all walked in, and saw it at the same time. The kitchen was literally packed with tons of health food bull shit, berries and powerbars and whole wheat bread. TaBB raided the fridge as we searched the cabinets, finding bottles of peanuts, low calorie jellies and jams, and plenty of canned vegetables. "Hey guys, check this out." TaBB called from the fridge.

I walked over and was surprised at the results: there were lots of fish and ground beef and stuff, but it had gone bad months ago. Expired milk, cheese, and yogurt too. NS grabbed the loaf of bread and gave it a better look, it was nothing but a big hunk of mold. He threw it in anger through the kitchen into (I guess) the lobby in the next room. Low sank down next to floor, instantly bummed that most of the food was expired. "Damn it" he said, as he threw a rotten apple into the wall, it exploded everywhere, it was pretty awesome. "Well," TaBB said from the freezer, "There's still a ton of good freeze dried stuff in here, and I think that microwave over there works. We can eat some burritos." "yeah and drink what?" snipped NS, who was looking through the cupboard, only to find a bunch of potatoes and yams that had gone bad. "I don't know what we'll drink dude." I said, walking over to the sink to test out if the tap water was clean. It came out rusty at first (this place must have been abandoned longer than we thought) but after a few seconds it was running clean. "We got clean water." I said, as I looked in the shelf above me for cups. I reached up and grabbed blindly for glasses, and pulled some out. What I pulled out wasn't a glass, it was gatorade. I almost jumped up and down at the sight of it, and grabbed a chair to see how much was up there.

Sure enough, there was enough of various flavors of gatorade to keep us hydrated for two weeks or so. Low looked at the cherry gatorade in my hand and almost cried, I could see it in his face. "Holy shit, is that what I think it is?!" he screamed from the floor, and TaBB and NS turned my direction. They all rushed towards me, NS and Low were already fighting over who got the lemon lime flavor first. I stopped them: "Look, there isn't a unlimited supply we have here. We need to gather all the good food and gatorade, and set limits. We can eat and drink our supply in one day, we gotta ration this stuff." Everyone nodded, and we cleared a table off to put all the food and drink on it. TaBB did some more searching and found marshmallows, and NS found a candy stash in a room upstairs. I found 2 bottles of wine behind a book shelf in the lobby, and Low found a "Heavy Hitters" recipe guide, I guess he was going to cook what we had after we settled in. We all checked out the bunk areas and picked our beds.
 
NS and TaBB fought pretty hard over who got the top bunk on their side. "Dude, I'm getting this bunk." TaBB yelled as he rolled up a blanket and kept popping NS on the ass. "Alright fine goddamn it!" NS yelled as he stormed off to the bathroom to look for hair gel. Low approached him and asked what the hell he was doing. All NS said was "Penis sheaths" with his hands raised and eyes closed, and slammed the door on him. We all had a good laugh about that one.

After a few minutes of dicking around, we went back to the kitchen to start chowing down on a mixture of burritos, marshmallows, and gatorade (I'm going to see if we can save the can of vegetables last, eat the good stuff first). We tried to turn on the tv in the lobby, put there was a parental code the staff had put on it I guess, so the fat kids couldn't watch tv whenever they wanted. Low tried a million 4 number guesses, but eventually he gave up. TaBB and NS had already crashed upstairs, so it was just me and Low left in the lobby. I was sitting on the couch, reading the guide to "A healthier you" I found on the bookshelf, and Back back was stripping the wires from the tv.

"Dude, what the hell are you doing?" I asked jokingly. He finished stripping the eletrical chord off and put the knife back in the emergency kit. "I don't know.. I figured these might come in handy when we leave this place." I hadn't thought of leaving yet, but it was a good idea to not get too comfortable here. "Yeah, you're right. Tomorrow we need to tell the guys we can't stay here too long. What do you think, a week or something?" Low started walking upstairs and said, "We need to be out of here by tomorrow afternoon. Gather up that food and try to find a main road, you know? I wanna get out of these woods and hit up Canada as soon as possible." I laughed and agreed, and closed the book and put it back on the shelf. As I was walking upstairs, and it could have been a sugar rush from the Marshmallows, but I swore I was seeing shadows outside. So Maybe Low was right, maybe we needed to get out of here by tomorrow.
 
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NS will love that little piece :laugh:
 
Woot! Sky trying his hand at writing, great job. I liked that chapter, can't wait to know who or what those shadows are. :cool:
 
yes, I single handedly wrote bbblp and tabb's part as well. I frequently write most of their posts all across this forum.

before, they were crappin in there hands desperatly scrapping for ideas. But then I epicly arrived from over the hill and gave shelter to them with my ideas.
 
F*cking nice. But you know why this chapter is so good?

Aliens :rofl:

Seriously though great chapter and Shadows you say? :twisted:
 
"GET THE F*CK OFF ME!!!!" I hear Sky scream. I rush down the stairs as fast as I can, intent on handing some intruder an ass whippin with a side of fries. "Who wants some goddamit!?" I yell, like a man. "Its cool bro, Sky was just having another nightmare" Tab says trying to defend this scaredy bish. "Youz a scardey bish Sky. I wouldn't have let those billyhills rub up on me" Sky, intimidated by my bulging muscles then says "Thats because you were knocked out dibshit. And for your information, Cowboy rubbed his sweaty pimple covered nuts all across your face." "No he did not. Did he guys?" "I wasn't looking bro, but I could have swore I heard some teabagging when he took out outside." Tab's trifflin ass responds with. "What da fuah ever, niggas know not to put d pieces and or balls anywhere around my face hole." "Allright, whatever. Before you started talking about sucking Cowboy's balls NS, me and Sky were talking about getting the hell out of here. Sky said he saw something outside last night. We'll stock up and strip this place down, but we're leaving tomorrow night." Low says. "Who the hell made you the goddam daddy of our Brady Bunch?" I shout. "The same dude who's about to slap your shit if you don't calm down." He snaps back. "Maaaaaannn, nigga you lucky my foot kinda hurts, or else I'd take your black ass down to China Town." Low walked away, not realizing the unholy beating I was about to bless him with.



I walk over to one of the supply closets to look for anything of use. I open that shit and still can't wipe the memory from my mind. "RAPTOR F*CKING JESUS!!!" A rotting fat ass sitting propped up against the wall. Kid looks to have been dead for a few weeks now. Everyone rushes over to gag at the sight and smell of my oh so pleasant discovery. We were were quiet for a few seconds before Sky broke the silence. "Oh god, must have been some kind of sick punishment. He has a dunce cap on his head." Upon getting closer to him, Tab notes something "It says something on the hat. 'bad #10'" Sky then groans "Aw you have got to be kidding me! Theres 9 other kids turning into worm shit around here?!? Goddam you were right Low, we need to get the F*CK out of here now!" Tab runs over and yanks the front door of the cabin open. I see him dive out of the corner of my eye and here a big ass "BANG" followed by Tab screaming in pain, clutching his ass.



"AHHHHHHHHHHHH ffffffffffffffffffuuuuuuck my goddam shit c0ck master!!!!" Tab is still screaming with his ass in his hand. There isn't that much blood, but his pants are torn. And its a bit more man ass than I'd ever want to see."Who the hell is shooting at us!?" I scream "No one! Theres a f*cking shotgun rigged to the door!" Tab still can't keep his voice down. I mean I know I know, his ass. But its like 11 in the morning, niggas be tired. Low finally peeks out the frame and sees a shotgun propped up on the porch with a string tied to the knob and the trigger with a few leveys and what not.
Whoever did this had a hell of a lot of time on their hands. Sky takes control of the situation and says "Alright we need to calm down an-" All of a sudden we hear tires on gravel. We pull Tab away from the door and peek out the window to see a tow truck pull up. Painted on the side of the truck in large flashy yellow letters is "The Wizard". Some old long grey bearded dude steps out. On his raggity mechanic jumpsuit is a nametag that reads, "Merlin".
 
Salvation! I run out of the cabin ignoring everyone's whispers of "NS! Stay here!" I yell to him "Thank god you're here! I've been wandering with these dumbfu-" "Now whoda hell you be on ma property on here is boy?!" The old shit quickly screams at me in a raspy backwoods accent. I hear Tab ask Low in the cabin "I thought this was like Montana or something. Why the hell does everyone here have a southern accent?" "Na I aint gon axe ya gen boy. What hell ya done doin on my property here is?!" Not gonna lie, I got a little scared. And when I get scared, I kinda get white. "Well uh, sir, we were just-" "We?! You got some other queermo sextials in ma home?! Having a goddam gay out next to mah picture of Jesus?!?" "No sir! Not at all! We just were looking for some place-" My nigga Low walks out to my defense. "I think I can help explain" "And you got blacks in my home?!? Well hole e shiet boy. If you wanted to die that bad all yas had ta do was axe!" I hear Tab scream from the cabin, "You already tried to shoot us you motherf*ck c0ck shiner!"


Merlin looked confused "Damn boy. Ya done got more in dere? How many dicks can you take? N huwhats this I here bout some shootin? I aint shot shit." Low responds to that with "Then that wasn't you creeping around the windows last night?" "Son I was out all night dumpin these here bodies. I done got shit faced one night, tart drivin round the woods waitin for em to take me an found this here place. Been cleanin it for a while, gone make it my home." Sky walks out too with a suspicious look on his face "Wait, what do you mean by 'them'. And what happened to these people?" Merlin stepped back, adjusting his jumpsuit's collar and chuckled "Hehehe, well. Seems like you boys aint been too, up to date on these here current e vents. Lotsa change." "Like what I ask?" He doesn't even look at me when he says "You'll see. And I see, that there shotgun on mah porch. He's after ya. And I don't want ya anywhere near me when he gets ya. I may be an old man, but I'll still kil the shit outta you. Now I see yer friend in there done got the business end of that gun, so I'll patch him up. Give y'all SOME of mah gatoraid and a few cans a food. But y'all best be on yer way ya hear?"



We just looked at each other confused as hell. Literally had nothing to say. "Well can you at least tell us who 'He' is?" Sky meekly asks. I could tell Merlin was getting pissed. "I already told ya enough. Let me get yer friend fixed up. And ya best take that there gun on the porch. Y'all gonna needs it." True to his word, that weirdo got a first aid kit and helped my boi out. I still think he just did it to feel up his ass, but whatever. He gives us a dufflebag of the drinks & food and even a flashlight. Around dusk Me and Low help Tab walk from that god forsaken hell hole. Sky leads the way holding the gun with the flashlight taped to the front. I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me.
Maybe my nigga Sky wasn't trippin. Maybe someone really is following us.
 
Phenomenal shit :rofl:
Merlin's inclusion was most epic, gotta say.
I can write one more chapter tonight, after that It'll be 8 weeks until I can write again :(
 
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