war

"PETE!!!" Cujo yelled, Pete, limped towards Cujo, "Get me out of here before the cops come" Cujo said quickly, Pete picked up a shard and cut the rope.

Cujo got up holding his stomach, " I'm surprised you're not unconscious" Pete said, Cujo looked at him, "We need to go now before the cops come" they limped towards an alley and Pete pulled out a cell phone.

"Fuck the screen is broken," Pete said dialing a number, Cujo started to get drowsy and Pete noticed, He put the phone away and said " You're gonna pass out, we need to get you to a hospital.

Pete started walking with Cujo behind him, Pete got in front of the taxi and said " Help please" the person got out of the car, he saw Cujo and said " Shit, get him inside"

Pete helped Cujo get inside the car, "Were good" Pete said, the driver hit the pedal " Go to grant hospital" the driver looked up into the mirror with a confused face " There's another hospital nearby may-"

"No just grant hospital," Pete said interrupting the driver After some Time they finally arrived, Pete helped Cujo get out of the car and walk towards the hospital.

When they entered Pete yelled out " JOHN", A blonde doctor with black eyes ran out with a stretcher, " Get him on here" Pete helped Cujo get up on the stretcher, John brought them to a room where he gave scissors to Pete " Cut open his shirt," he said as he headed out of the room

"no need," Cujo said getting up and taking off his shirt, " give me the scissors," Cujo said, Pete gave him the scissors and Cujo cut his pants showing the wound on his leg.

a few doctors came inside and Cujo laid back down, "Give him the anesthetics" one of the doctors said, A doctor grabbed a needle and injected it into Cujo.

After a few seconds, Cujo passed out.

12:00 am

Cujo awoke to the sound of thunder, he looked around it was dark, a few needles were attached but he Yanked them out, Cujo got off the bed and lost his balance falling, He quickly got up.

Cujo noticed his handcuffs were off and he was wearing hospital clothes 𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 Cujo took them off and looked around the room hoping to find his clothes, The door opened 𝒐𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 Cujo quickly slammed the door back in " Cujo you in there?" Pete said.

"Hey, Pete where are my clothes?" Cujo said,

" Open the door ill give them to you" Cujo opened the door a little and stuck out his hand, Pete gave him the clothes, and Cujo closed the door.

Pete gave Cujo a black hoodie and blue shorts, he quickly put them on and went outside, "how you feeling?" Pete said walking with him "

fine, have you checked on Jason and tony?" Pete shook his head " I just woke up thirty minutes ago, I figured you were up too and I asked the doctor for clothes,"

They headed out of the hospital, it was raining heavily with thunder, " That guy John, why did he help us"

"We saved his life a few months back, He's also a childhood friend, he's the reason we're not cuffed and in prison"

Cujo walked faster with Pete trynna catch up, When they entered the abandoned building they went up to find their apartment, Cujo noticed that the floor leading to the door was wet, he grabbed Pete by the shoulder who looked at him, "Shh" Pete looked confused.

" Stay here Pete, There might be someone inside the room, I'm gonna take the emergency stairs if I'm not back in 5 minutes, that will tell you that there are people inside"

"It could've been Jason or tony," Pete said confused,

"Maybe, but we can't be sure" Pete nodded and hid while Cujo went outside and took the stairs when he went up to the apartment and looked through the window he saw them.

two kashkas with a military vest and m16 rifles, "Check the house again" One of the men said, the other one nodded and headed towards the bathroom.

Cujo tapped on the window And climbed up, The kashka went towards the window and opened it, reaching his neck out and looking around, Cujo jumped down bringing the window down on him,

Cujo choked him, he tried to shout for help but couldn't, Cujo pulled it down harder the man's face becoming pale with spots of blue, The life in his eyes diminishing, Cujo grabbed the rifle and opened the window, He went inside and hid behind the kitchen counter.

He hit the ground with the riffle gaining the attention of the other man, "Alexei" the kashka whispered, He went out of the bathroom and saw his friend looking out the window.

"Alexei?" he said again walking towards him when he grabbed his friend's shoulder he noticed that he wasn't moving, he tried turning around but it was too late, Cujo hit the guy with his rifle knocking him to the ground.

"WHERE ARE THEY," Cujo said Hitting him again and breaking his nose, The guy smiled and was looking at something behind Cujo, Cujo quickly turned around and raised his hands, Blocking the slash from another kashka, Cujo dropped his rifle but quickly kicked it away.

Cujo looked at his opponent, He had a combat knife held by his right hand and was wearing no armor, He had a ski mask and a kashka tattoo.

the kashka slashed again, Cujo ducked, and jabbed his liver temporarily stunning him, Cujo got up and struck his ear with his palm, turning him drowsy. Cujo spun around and kicked him in the head sending him to the ground.

Cujo tried turning around but got smashed in the head with a bottle, Cujo lost his balance but recovered. the guy threw a right hook but Cujo blocked it and jabbed his bicep, Cujo turned to his side and grabbed his wrist, throwing him over his shoulder, slamming him into the wooden floor.

"CUJO!!!" Pete yelled, He rushed inside seeing Cujo standing over three bodies, his right cheek bleeding and his right arm cut. Cujo stomped the guy's head knocking him out.

He went towards the other kashka that cut him, He grabbed him and shoved him into the wall, "WHERE ARE THEY" Cujo yelled taking off his mask, He chuckled " They're gonna die, the boss will gut them like the pigs they are" Cujo headbutted him " WHERE ARE THEY" the guy grinned as bubbles came out of his mouth.

"Oh God they've got tony," Pete realized that his oldest friend who he treated as a brother is going to die " no no no no" Cujo turned around "QUIET" Pete gulped and stopped talking, Cujo checked the other one, he had bubbles in his mouth as well.

"Get ready," Cujo said taking the vest of one of the kashkas and putting it on, he grabbed the rifle and saw his reflection in the mirror, his hair was messed up, his right cheek bleeding, and his hand cut

"It's time for war. . . .