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Chapter one
Shit! I could hear my heart beat in my ears and my whole body hurt but I had to keep on running. They were 4 men running after me with smith and Wesson hand guns and the only weapon I had on my was my trusty dagger my mum gave me for my 16th birthday. I was running down the streets of Old City when I made a sharp turn down an alleyway which leads to a couple of back roads. In front of me was 4 boxes stacked on top of each other in my way, I ran full speed at them and jumped to get a hold of the top box which I helped to lift myself up and over them. I didn't stop to see if they had made it over as well I just kept on running through the back roads making my way to the Sanctuary.
I could see the big tower of the Sanctuary in the distance which meant I had to lose these men if I didn't want them knowing where I was. I made a right turn which lead to an abandoned street; I kept running down the street for a little while until I saw a perfect abandoned building. I looked behind me and didn't see any of the men chasing me which meant they hadn't turned the corner yet. I took the opportunity and forced my way into the building through the door. The building must have been an old home because there was an old dusty cooker in the back which had gone rusty form the years of neglect. I had to barricade the door just in case they decided to check the old homes. So I made my way over to the rusted cooker and pushed it over and in front of the front door.
I sharp pain shot up my left arm, I reached my hand up and put pressure on the bullet wound. I had been shot as soon as I made it out of the airport which forced to make a run for it. I took of my jacket and t-shirt so my under shirt was showing. I got my dagger and ripped some of the fabric of, I had no way of cleaning the wound of wrapping it would have to do until I got to the sanctuary and have my mum look at it. I moved my way to the window just so I could keep an eye out for the men, I looked in the street and all I could see where abandoned cars and rubbish. I moved to the corner of the room and sat down on the dirty floor, I was covered in blood and mud getting my jeans dirty won't make much difference.
I must have been sitting in that dirty corner for about half an hour before I decided the men must have moved on. I pushed the cooker away from the door which was hard with my bullet wound and I made my way onto the streets. In the time that I was in the house it had gotten dark outside which meant the streets where even more dangerous than before. I made my way back down the road I had run down and back onto the street with the tower in view. I slowly made my way to my home with no trouble at all. They change the password for the front gates every week so I had no chance of guesting the password. I looked to the brick wall which was attached to the front gates. I had mastered climbing over them when I was younger and mum wouldn't let me out of the house. I would sneak out of my window and pull myself up and over the wall. I would always get in trouble when mum found out but it was always worth the fun I had.
I found it 10 times hard pulling myself up with the pain in my arm, I had to suck it up and get over it. I saw a big lump of wood I could use a step to make it easier to get up. I pulled it to the place I wanted it and after a lot of pain and more blood I managed to get over the wall but to fall over the other side landing on my front. I pushed myself up of the ground and made my way to the front door. I banged on the door as hard as I could with my good arm all I could do way lean on the door and wait for someone to come and answer.
When the door opened I had no strength left in my body to keep myself upright so I went down with the door. Just before I hit the ground a pair of strong arms caught me and picked me up. I looked up and saw the face of the big guy who was smiling down at me 'Sam nice to have you back, That arm does not look good.' Before I could answer my world went blank as I passed out in his arms.