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Me And The Boys In Another World

What happens when a group of 5 friends get teleproted to another world? Curious? Come on in and find out! Some info: 1000 words per chapter... 1 Day = 1 Chapter PS: I'm writing this book with the intention to improve my english, so don't hesitate to correct me in the paragraph comments. Warning: If i ever stop writing, it's because i don't enjoy it anymore. In other words, this book can be potentially dropped anytime.

EmpressEsdeath · แฟนตาซี
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>Chapter 7<

"Ghh…"

"Argh…"

"Ugh…"

Painful grunts escaped the boys' mouths as they felt the weight from the intense bloodlust increase. Their bones almost broke from the sudden increase, so they didn't even have the time to collect their thoughts because it was all washed away by the fear they felt.

The man looked at them and then slowly started walking towards them. His steps were so slow that the boys could've easily gotten away from him but, unfortunately, they couldn't even move a muscle. The man stopped walking right in front of Patrick, who was thrown away by his own force rebounding and not the power of the giant man.

Patrick could hear his heart palpitate wildly in his chest. It felt like it was going to burst at any moment. He just quietly stared at the man in standing before him.

The man looked down at Patrick…

…and slowly fell forward.

Patrick just panicked for a moment before being completely covered by the body of the bloody giant. Although the fearsome pressure was released, a new kind of pressure enveloped him as the body of an almost two hundred kilogram man was now lying on top of him.

The other boys just stared at the scene in front of them before going over to Patrick trying to rescue him from the muscle blanket covering him. They pushed really hard for a few seconds before rolling his body to the side.

"Haah…haah…haah…"

Heavy breaths resounded in the surroundings. The boys who just went through the workout of their entire life, even nature itself was sending heavy winds their ways, as if it was nervous as well, making them feel cold from all the blood and sweat covering them.

Patrick finally got up looked at his shaky hand, thinking about what he had just done. He was feeling weird. It couldn't really be described with simple words. He was feeling guilty and at the same time, some relief. These complex emotions caused him to be confused. The rest of the group was confused as well. What they just did was considered immoral and an act that would get you into prison. But every person is different. Some get over things quickly while others will need some time to rethink about their actions. This complex feeling could not be replicated. It's not a shameful thing to cry about unexplored feelings to get rid of the frustration of no understanding. The weird thing was that nobody cried or started either screaming or panicking. They just sat there in complete stillness.

Silence permeated the surroundings until somebody finally spoke.

"Is he dead?" Asked Patrick, still feeling conflicted.

"I don't' think so… at least not yet, I think." Timothy said as got up from the ground where he was thrown off to. "He may have just passed out from the blood loss."

Again, nothing was said for a while the feelings were starting to slowly get in order. The group of teens didn't know yet that it would be much more complicated than they thought it would…

"S-so… what do we do with him now that he's totally helpless against us?" Stuttered Phillip at the start if his question.

"What else? I-" David didn't get to finish his sentence as Tim interrupted him saying. "I would kill him." His gaze was practically burning a hole through the man's chest. He may not seem like it but Tim was a very vengeful person. Though he couldn't be angered easily, once it was done, he would turn into a very different person from his normal casual and laid-back personality.

The rest of the guys had never seen him like this so they were a little bit astonished but they actually agreed with even if reluctantly. They were angry at this man for trying to take their life. Though that may seem hypocritical because they wanted to kill him as well, they didn't do it for enjoyment, just purely for releasing their frustration that had built up during the few hours that they appeared in this weird place and making sure that the guy wouldn't hunt them in the future.

Who knows, this wolf-man may have had some vengeance-driven friends and friends or family. Though, this is the exact thought that made them feel miserable and guilty. At the end of the day, they were just trying to survive. Their roles were reversed and the hunter has become the hunted, prey had become predator and predator had become prey.

The rest slowly watched as Tim picked up David box-cutter knife from the ground. He then came up to the man that was laid on the ground covered in blood. He then started touching his neck searching for his major arteries. As he finally located one, the knife made clicking sound as it came out of its 'hiding place'. He placed the knife on the neck and then made a quick slash that dug into the flesh of the bloodied giant. More blood started leaking out. Because a lot of blood already escaped into the surroundings, the blood didn't start to spew all around the place.

As soon as Tim did that, he felt sick to his stomach as he couldn't bear the stench of all the blood. He then threw up whatever he had left in his stomach, mostly just some acid.

The other boys just avoided their gazes as they didn't really want to see that. Phillip walked next to Tim and started to pat him on his back. Before he could even say any comforting words to his puking friend, Tim said some happiness and some regret laced within his words.

"Haha…We survived…"

As the others heard that they also stopped feeling so tense. Their will-power also got stronger along with their resolve. They realized that he was right. Nothing matters as long as they survived. They heaved a sigh a relief and all of them started laughing, some of them even shedding tears of pure happiness.

They laughed like mad men for a little bit over 2 minutes before their throats got dry and they couldn't laugh anymore.

When they couldn't laugh anymore they started coughing but the smiles never left their faces even for a minute. They were all tired but they all agreed on one thing. They should leave this cursed forest forever and never come back.

They slowly got up and despite being tired continued walking in a random direction whilst supporting each other by putting their arms around each other. They just wanted to get out of there. Just being anywhere else but in this forest would make them a while lot happier. Little did they know that the world was extremely big and this little forest would soon look like a ride in the park compared to the 'outside'…

…And so… May a new adventure begin...