A/N: 

Sorry guys for the long wait... but I still feel like shit... xD 

I don't want you guys to keep waiting so here I am. I also wanted to thank each and every one of you for supporting (voting and commenting) my story! You guys are boss!

Well... I hope you enjoy! Peace!

~Previously on Survival~

As soon as I said that simple phrase, Tyler's eyes widened, but he didn't move. I was starting to get a little concerned when a sudden alarm went off. Tyler fell off the couch and we both jumped to our feet, running out the door to be greeted by Brian and Jon in the 'living room', or the head quarters.

"What the hell is going on?!"

I had to shout over the annoying screeches of the ear-splitting alarm.

"I have no Idea!"

We all turned our heads to the door as Evan ran in and fell on the ground, skidding back a little.

"What the hell happened Evan?!"

Evan had a terrified look on his face as if he wasn't believing his eyes. His face was the perfect definition of horror and alarm.

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Once the alarm stopped going off, we hauled Evan onto the sofa and he just held his head in his hands. I looked around the room, but something felt odd... It was eerily silent except Evan's quiet sobs and whimpers.

"H-he's G-gone..."

I turned to Evan and took him by the shoulders. That was the first thing he has said to us in almost an hour.

"Who's gone, Evan?"

His breath became more shaky as he tried to calm down.

"Bo-both o-of them a-are gone!"

He stood up and started pacing the room as everyone stepped back.

"Who's 'them', Evan?"

He then lifted his face up to meet mine, anger and tears were coating his face.

"The Doctor..... And Marcel....."

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~Present~

It took me a moment for the information to sink in... One question roamed my mind. How? How did he escape?! Then my eyes widened.... Of course he escaped.... We forgot all about him which gave him enough time to plan his escape and actually get out of here....

"He escaped... not a big deal... That fucker learned his lesson..."

"NO!"

All heads turned to me.

"If he gets back to his laboratory... It will be the end of us... We can't let that happen... We just can't... Not only because he will become powerful. But because his main target will be us. Because he knows me."

"So what do you suggest we do?"

I grabbed my backpack and stuffed random items into it while the others waited for an answer. I stood in front of the gate, Ghost by my side.

"I'm going to go after him..."

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I didn't let anyone reply before I sprinted outside and Ghost followed me while wagging his tail and sticking his tongue out. We walked for a few miles until I realised I didn't know where Mike went. I might have known where his base is if I had a map. I heard strange gurgling noises from the corned of a building and quickly pressed myself against the rough, brick wall of a broken building. MY eyes widened when I saw the 2 people I was least expecting to see. Ghost recognised them too, and wagged his tail a bit. He was about to rush to them, when I felt something strange in the atmosphere, I held him back and he let out a tiny whine. I made a 'shhh' motion with my hands and he sat down.

As soon as I did that, I noticed someone pushing one of them on the floor while the other was crying and forced on his knees by 2 guards. There was a person in a white cloak that held a Deagel. He stood sideways while pointing it at the head of the person who was on the ground.

"NO! Please...!"

That cry could be heard from anywhere....

"This is what it feels like, you pathetic bitch...."

The gun fired. My eyes widened as the person dropped on the ground completely still. I could feel Ghost wanting to rip the people to shreds, but so did I.

"NO!"

The people left the scene while the young man cried on the ground.... I walked closer and I could make out some of the words.

"...Baby please don't leave me now... I don't want to be alone..."

I could tell he heard my footsteps as he lifted his head up. His teary eyes widened as he saw me. I dropped down on my knees next to him.

"...Mini... Please tell me this is a nightmare that feels so real... Because if it isn't... I don't know what I'm going to do..."

"Im sorry... But this isn't a nightmare.... This is Reality..."

"If this is Reality..... Then it sucks...."

"I agree..."

I attempted to smile, but failed. We both knew this moment would not be forgotten... Especially by him.

"Do you want to have a funeral? I can spare some of my time...."

He shook his head.

"But can we leave him in a cleaner place...?"

"Sure."

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After we dragged the body on the first floor of a building, I got some sheets and covered him. We kneeled down in front of him, watching the sunset as he buried his head into my chest and cried. I tangled my hands into his hair in a comforting way. We stayed like that for a long time before he pulled away and sniffled.

"Thanks, Craig."

A small smile found its way onto my face.

"No problem, Steven."

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