A girl ran through a dark forest in desperation. Her clothes, a dark green t-shirt and blue jeans, were tattered and torn all over. She was scarred all over her legs and arms and tears streamed down her face. 'I can't slow down, not now. I have to get far away from here as possible.' Fatigue was overcoming her body but she just picked up her pace.
A sudden explosion frightened her as she stumbled to the ground. They were close, too close. She hastily got up and continued to run. A couple of branches a little ahead of her was set on fire. She heard a couple curses from a male voice not too far from her, but she kept running. She swiftly jumped into the air, soared just above the tree with the flaming branches, and grabbed hold of a firm branch at the very top of the tree. She hopped from tree to tree and heard a holler from below. She knew who it was but did not dare answer to it.
"Come down from there you little b**ch! TIGER!" The girl felt fire graze her foot and held in a scream. She proceeded to make here escape, clearing her brown bangs from her face along the way. She did it. She got herself away from that hellhole and was still alive. She was free, and though she had no clue what she was going to do after she was out of the woods, she knew that she would somehow find a way to evade the evil scumbag looking for her and his warriors.
She wiped the tears away from her emerald green eyes and ignored the threats that the man pursuing her was saying. She did, however, hear one statement that she wanted to make sure would never become a reality. "Lord Bison will come for you, girl, and when he finds you he will show no mercy on you nor this world, NO MERCY!" She was not going to be captured again, for the earth's sake and her's.