Chapter 7
God
As soon as Bruce noticed the person sitting on the bed, turned away, facing the wall and with their knees up to their chest, Bruce quickly ducked and hid on the other side of the door frame. Bruce took a moment to stop hyperventilating and calm down before peeking his head around the corner to see a figure bandaging up their leg. Whoever they were, they hadn't noticed Bruce yet as Bruce was still peeking around the corner, pondering who the figure might be. Suddenly, Bruce shuffled his feat a little and stepped on a piece of unbroken glass. It shattered and the noise echoed around the rooms. The figure sitting on the bed sat up and started to slowly turn towards Bruce's direction. Bruce turned and sprinted down the stairs as fast as he could. Bruce didn't even know why he was running, since more survivors was a good thing, Bruce just had a bad feeling about this person. As soon as Bruce reached the door, the onion and banana rain commenced again, making it impossible for Bruce to leave. He didn't have his umbrella with him, since Pneumono had it, meaning Bruce had to turn and face whoever the person was.
Then it dawned on him, the person was no human. The person was the god of bananas, the person who Bruce and Pneumono was trying to kill. The bloody knife on the floor was probably some other survivor's attempt to try and kill the god themselves, they must have come very close since they managed to stab the god hence why he was bandaging himself up. The only two things Bruce didn't understand now, was why the god of bananas was angry in the first place, and short division. Bruce always thought that short division was rigged and that to get an A, B or even a C when it comes to short division, you just had to pay the teacher. While Bruce was stuck in an endless loop with his thoughts, The god of bananas muttered, "Another one of you feeble mortals! How have you not died yet! I'll just have to kill you too!" They lunged at Bruce and Bruce only narrowly escaped by swerving to his right. Bruce thought he could kill the god with the knife from earlier, as it already had a taste for the blood of a god. Bruce bolted into the kitchen as fast as he possible. While he was running, he was aware of the many onions and bananas that were coming from behind. Bruce reached the kitchen, but he was almost completely out of breath. For the sake of the world and everyone who used to be in it, he ignored the feelings of fatigue or his lack of energy. Bruce grabbed the knife and dove towards the god who was right in front of him, gripping the knife out in front of him with all his might. The god easily dodged with a face that expressed boredom and disappointment. When Bruce got back up to his feet, he looked around for the god. Soon realising that the god was close behind him, Bruce prepared to duck as the god threw a heavy punch toward Bruce's stomach. Bruce failed to dodge as all his exhaustion caught up to him at once. The punch hit Bruce so hard that Bruce coughed up a heap a blood before flying into the wall behind him. Bruce tried to get up and escape but was only able to lift his head of the floor to see the god walking towards him. Bruce was so winded that he was unable to keep breathing as normal, and when he did have to breathe, they were shallow, uneasy breathes that were nowhere near fulfilling Bruce's nearly dead state. The god picked Bruce up by the back of his bloodstained shirt and drove the knife through Bruce's shoulder "NOM NOM NOM!" He yelled. The pain almost made Bruce pass out, but he struggled as hard as he could to keep himself conscious. The god dropped Bruce on the cold hard ground, pushing the knife almost all the way through Bruce's shoulder, Breaking and severing tendons and muscles. Bruce struggled for a bit and reached forward before passing out.