I and my companions suffer from a disease of the heart
which can be cured only with gold
-Hernán Cortés, 1519
"Crap. Hold on!" Nathan Drake shouted as he turned the jeep sharply to the left. They both let out a grunt as the 4x4 slid into a rock before speeding off straight. Shots rang out from the passenger side.
"I'm almost out!" Elena Fisher yelled over the return fire she received from their chasers. They had a slight head start but the bigger trucks were gaining fast. A familiar sound caught both of their attention. The river. If they could make it across they might have a chance. Nate turned the jeep back towards the right, gliding over a boulder in their path. The poor jeep was airborne for a second and landed with a jolt as smoke started to seep from under the hood.
"Don't lose sight of them!" someone shouted from behind. Elena stood to take her last shots. She watched as one landed in the driver of a following 4x4 causing it to turn into a tree and catch fire. Their car jerked as Nate tried to navigate the jungle at high speeds, dodging trees and rocks in the path. Elena lost her balance and let out a gasp as she started to fall but stopped when Nate grabbed her arm.
"I said hold on!" He mocked, pulling her back into the seat. A gaining truck rammed the back of their car making the pair lurch forward. She let out two shots with no luck. The truck sped up to pull along side their right.
"Give me your gun!" Elena reached over and snatched the Para from the driver. She steadied herself. Once the truck was right next to her she let out three consecutive shots breaking the window and hitting the driver. The truck spun out and crashed.
"Yeah! Nice shot!" Nate called over; proud to call this woman his wife. A couple more sharp turns and gun shots later the river was in sight, the rapid water roaring ferociously. Nate pulled along side, looking for anyway to cross without being swept by the current. The ground turned to mud beneath their gunshot riddled jeep making it fishtail.
"Nate..." Elena worriedly yelled. Nate, trying to get control of the vehicle, looked up and saw a waterfall getting closer by the second.
"I see it.."
"No! Nate!" She grabbed his arm. "RPG!" He turned his head just in time to see one of the trucks behind them fire a shot. It hit to the left of the back wheel, the force of the blast causing the jeep to skid. Nate fought the wheel back. "Left!" Elena shouted, seeing a path away from the chaos. He turned the wheel sharply letting him get a good look at the RPG aimed right at him.
"Crap crap crap!" He tried to turn again but the shot had been fired. The explosion landed right on back wheel. The 4x4 screeched and slide sideways through the muddy riverbank. Thinking fast, he clutched Elena and pulled out his grappling hook. The car slid faster when another shot was taken. Fire started to pour from the engine.
"Naaate!" Elena, unsure of his plan, held on tighter. The end of the road was just a few feet away. The jeep hit a small rock and turned, now sliding backwards towards the falls. The pair jumped out of their seats and onto the smoking hood. They ducked slightly when bullets whizzed passed them.
"Here we go!" Nate let out one last cry as the damaged car skidded effortlessly down the cliff side. He threw the rope, snagging it on a branch. The pair jerked forward from the impact and swung hard into the rock wall, knocking the breath out of them. He looked up when a crack rang though his ears. He grasped the blonde tighter just as the branch snapped in two. They both let out a scream until the water hit them like a pound of bricks.