With my 14 years of life on this planet there is only one thing that really has made an impact on me. There are few you can trust, but when you find that few you must stick with them. That's the reason I got into all of this, I trusted a friend and she lead us into one hell of a mess.
My name is Riley, just Riley. I don't remember my last name? Well it's more like I don't want to. The reason… Well, we'll get into that later. Basically it all started when I was waiting for a sign of trouble. Nora was in the prison camp picking a lock while I waited on the sidelines.
And that's when I saw him, Miles Matheson.
He ran out of the woods toward Nora. "What the hell is he doing!" I screamed in my head. When he got to her he started to free her, the thing was, she was already free. "These aren't even locked." he whispered confused.
"'Cause I picked it, now go." she said angrily. A man asked miles to unlock him instead causing the guards to turn around and walk over to them. The plan was screwed. Nora got up and ran with Miles; after all, she had no choice.
I was so pissed it wasn't even funny. I had to hold back stomping as I snuck around the militia forces and over to where Miles was camping. As I got closer I noticed a girl, she looked in her early twenties, sitting next to Miles. Nora was already arguing with him.
I kneeled next to Nora. "Wow the hero is back!" I said sarcastically with more then a hint of anger in my voice.
"Riley," he nodded, "You've grown."
"Yea, it tends to happen." I whispered angrily, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Hey, your hurt. What happened?" He asked grabbing my hand and changing the subject.l
I quickly jerked it back ignoring the sharp pain, I've felt worse, "Don't pull that bull shit. Why are you here?"
"Why were you hiding in the bushes and why were you in a work camp?" he rebounded.
"I got arrested on purpose. Give me some credit. I'm working a job." Nora told him, "She was gonna get me out yesterday."
"Well then what happened?" He asked
"It didn't go as planned. I escaped with a few scratches." I explained holding my poorly bandaged hand up.
"Speaking of that, why are you still here? You were supposed to go back to base if you got hurt!" Nora told me angrily.
"Well, I wasn't going to just leave you here alone. What if you needed back up?" I argued.
"You wouldn't be able to fight with that hand." Miles jumped in.
I glared at him, "I've got 2."
He ignored me, "What job are you talking about?"
Nora sighed, "The sniper rifle. We're stealing the sniper rifle."
"You went through all that trouble for a rifle?" The girl in her twenties said in astonishment.
"Who the hell is this?" Nora asked just realizing she was there.
"I'm his niece." she answered for him.
"You have family?" I asked. He never mentioned a niece before.
"Most people do," He said insultingly. I went quiet and glared at him until he realized what he had said. "Sorry, that was uncalled for."
"Whatever," I murmured shaking it off.
"Anyway yes, the rifle is more than worth it. The militia controls all the guns. So a beauty like that on the black market ... Priceless." Nora lied. I saw where she was going with it.
"I was gonna unlock her shackles and fend everyone off while she snuck up, slit the warden's throat, and took the the gun, but now sneaking's kind of out." I explained.
"You were going to fight all of those militia?" His niece laughed.
I rolled my eyes and was about to say something probably really insulting before Miles stopped me, "Don't underestimate this kid. She'll kick the Hulk's ass any day." I wasn't quite sure who the hulk was, probably someone before the blackout but I took it as a compliment.
"Wow that's about the nicest thing you've ever said or done. Well aside from saving Nora when she didn't want to be saved." I said clearly agitated.
"Well how was I supposed to know what you two were doing." Miles defended himself.
"You weren't. You were supposed to keep the hell away from us. Remember?" Nora said angrily.
He sighed, "Things are different now."
"Like how? Like how, Miles?" She said frustrated.
"Like me. He's here because of me." His niece answered.
"Meaning?" I asked confused.
"The militia took my brother, and he's gonna get him back." I scoffed. That's what she thinks. Miles Matheson always has a selfish reason for doing something.
Nora must have been thinking the same thing, "Seriously, what's your angle?" She said turning to Miles.
"No angle. This is for real, Nora. And I want you both to come with us. You owe me." He told her.
"For that amazing rescue?" She scoffed.
"You know what for." He said seriously exchanging some sort of hidden secret.
Nora paused for a second and at that moment I knew she was going to give in and if she gave in, so would I, "Okay. But I'm getting that gun first."
"You're never gonna get close to that rifle, not now. Not without him shooting you with it." Miles said in that 'I know everything, you know nothing' way.
"You want our help? We're getting that gun." Nora said determined.
Miles agreed realizing there was no way out, "We'll get it in the morning. Let's set up camp."