Sweat slickened the hair on the back Cascada`s neck as she listened to the footsteps coming faster and faster after her. She squeezed tighter into a ball and waited. She heard the Psy scientists raging to find her and though her fear was a thorn in her side she knew she wasn't safe here, that she`d ever been safe here.
As soon as the footsteps dimmed in their sounds she was off like a rocket. She dodged through the lab and the halls. The guards` shouts reached her ears accompanied by the screams and shouted orders of the Psy scientists for her retrieval; she refused to be taken, not again, not ever again. She dashed through the doors and focused her mind desperately on her wanted destination knowing that she`d never get out of the city without being captured. She desperately gathered her power and with only seconds to waste before she could be caught by the men she teleported to the destination she`d been preparing to teleport to ever since her brother had tried to save her.
Her feet hit the cold ground at the next second and her air rushed out of her through her constricting throat. Shuddering she went to her and looked around desperately, remembering and praying that he`d remembered-there! Her heart stuttered and she ran to the pack that lay tucked and well hidden behind the tree. She picked up the note attached to the pack and read it.
"Cut your hair. Don`t let any Psy know you`re even alive. Go to the SnowDancer and DarkRiver packs and tell them I sent you. Don't die. –The Ghost."
Her lip twitched. If she could smile, she would, but Psy didn't smile. Throwing the pack over her shoulders she closed her eyes and made positively sure her shields to the Psy Net encased her light so tightly that to everyone else it would seem as if her star had simply died, disappeared like all the all the others.
Taking a deep breath she wandered into the woods to the stream she knew was there. At the stream she finally let herself fall to her knees and look into the stream and look at the caramel colored female who stared back at her with eyes so awash with sapphire blue that it was like looking into the ocean and brunette hair that cascaded in waves way past her waist and onto the forest floor, then there was the very thing that gave here absolute rarity away, the white lines that threaded through her hair as if they were highlighted in. Everyone thought the X Psys were the worst, but then again her kind was thought to be extinct way before the X Psy was born.
She sighed and splashed water over her face to battle the sorrow she had no idea how to express. Kaleb would hate her if he saw her right now but this is what she HAD to do…
She started to unload the pack which had the essentials things in it, her throat closed up as she reached the scissors. "Cut your hair." The words on the note drifted through her mind, she`d never cut her hair before…never. It was a part of her; Kaleb had always said it made her who she was…
It`s time to fight. Daren`s last words strengthened her, she brought the scissors to her hair and pulled in all of her determination, she was NOT giving up now, she had to fight! For Daren. For Marcy. For Kaleb. And for herself. It was time to fight and she was sick of running, she squeezed the scissors.