Well here we are. This is a Mirror's Edge fanfic with my own original created characters EXCEPT for Faith.
I do not own Mirror's Edge, Mirror's Edge's ideas, or anything that has to do with Mirror's Edge. Enjoy
I ran up the stairs, breaking down the door in my way that lead to the rooftop. I ran forward, but as expected, blues turned the corner with guns in hand. I stood for a second, quickly scanning the area for a way out. There I saw a long distance gap between me and the edge of the rooftop. What stopped me from making a run for it as soon as I saw it was the blues in front of me, ordering me to stop. I noticed that there was a wall next to them, and took it as a way out. Taking a deep breath, I made a mad dash towards the blues. They began firing their rifles and pistols at will, practically missing every shot. I jumped towards the vertical surface and began to wall-run past the blues. When I made it fully behind them, I pushed myself away from the wall and rolled onto the ground. I hopped back on my feet and ran forward towards the edge, hoping it would be my way off this God forsaken rooftop infested with blues.
Sparks and holes appeared all around me with every step I took, created by millions of bullets. The sound of gun shots rung in my ears. Halfway to the edge of the roof, a helicoptor rose up into my view. There stood a blue, sniper in hand. He looked through the crosshair, carefully trying to pin me down. I narrowed my eyes.
Right then and there, everything had gone in slow motion. Everything suddenly went mute. The sound of racing footsteps behind me faded. My heartbeat slowly came to a small, periodic thud. The blades of the helicopter started to slow down to the point were they seemed motionless. My senses became sharper; my vision grew stronger and my awareness fully clicked. I looked at the sniper, seeing the blue's finger slowly about to pull the trigger to what could be the end of me. I scanned my surroundings. I saw a line that ran behind the helicopter before me. My runner vision highlighted the strange object that I layed my eyes on a bright, vibrant red, exposing it as a zip line.
Then I felt everything starting to make it's way back to reality. I heard the sound of footsteps starting to make it's loud, terrifiying pounds on the ground. The helicoptor's blades started to turn faster and faster with every second that passed. I looked back at the trigger, seeing it slowly being pulled back. I was two steps away from making one of my most impossible escapes. I felt my heart starting to pound in my chest as sweat slid down my neck.
That's when everything had fully gone back to normal. I made my daring leap of faith to the great beyond. I heard the blue let the sniper release its grim reaper. I saw the bullet coming straight at me. It grew larger and became a blurr within my vision as it closed the gap between us. I froze in fear; I could actually feel the heat emitting off of the blazing metal.
At that moment, I felt a stinging sensation growing bold on my right cheek. That's when I grabbed a hold of the line I so longed for, zipping down safely to the darkness of the streets below. I brought my legs up to brace myself for the wall approaching me. My feet slammed against it, bringing me to a sudden stop. I let go of the line and landed the ground below my feet. I looked back up to the roof of the building I had just retreated from, seeing the helicopter flying in a different direction to hunt me down once more. My eyes followed the hypnotic spinning blades for a period of time until they happened to gaze upon the moon.
It's brilliant rays of light shined down to where I was standing. I started to reminisce on old but not forgotten memories.... My more missed memories. I started to drift farther into my past.... That's when I began to remember the more bitter moments.... To the time when--
"Hey.... Hey!! Say something goddammit!" I snapped back to reality when I heard the sound of Faith's voice booming in my right ear. I pushed the button on the communicator in my ear to reply back.
"Yeah, I'm here. What is it?" I released the button, waiting for a reply.
"You gave me a heart attack dammit. I was calling you for a good five minutes. What the hell were you doing?"
"Nothing. Just lost track of time I guess."
"How'd the delivery go? Heard a lot of blue's on your tail. You alright?"
"Which one you want me to answer first; how the delivery went or if I'm alright?" I chuckled slightly; sarcasm was my anti-drug.
"Alright smart ass, very funny. But seriously...."
"I was able to get the message through successfully. It was a hell of a lot of trouble though; blues were gun happy as usual. I better be getting a tip. As for me, I'm still in one piece at the very least. It counts for something."
"If you can still get from point A to point B you'll be fine. Just get back to headquarters. It's getting late."
I looked at the sky, giving an idea that popped into mind some time to think over. I then turned around and walked into the dark alley behind me, pressing the button on my communicator. "Actually, I'm gonna take a small tour around the city. Maybe explore new escape routes or something, I don't know. I think the night's still young if you ask me."
I heard a sigh on the other line. I knew she was probably pinching the bridge between her eyes or scratching her head, trying to find something to say that'll prevent me from carrying out my idea. "Alright."
I knew I won.
"Seeing as how even if i disagreed with your plan, you'd still go anyway. Just as long as you're in shape for tomorrow, I don't care."
I ran up the wall to my left, jumping backwards to grab a hold of the edge to a rooftop behind me. I pulled myself up and looked back at the mesmerizing moon-lit sky. I activated the communicator for the last time that night. "Glad you see it my way." I heard a click on the other line, signaling that Faith had shut the computer down. This time as I moved my hand away from the device in my ear, I noticed something more glossy about it in the moonlight.
I moved my hand into view and examined it. There, I saw the traces of smeared blood all over my black, fingerless gloved palm. I began to wonder how and where I was bleeding. Then the memory of the sizzling bullet of the sniper hit me. I placed two fingers on my right cheek and felt for a cut. Not to my surprise, I felt the stinging sensation again. I drew my hand back and looked at the tip of the two fingers, seeing splotches of fresh blood dripping down. ".... Eh, It'll heal." I walked to the edge of the roof to look at the street sign below which read. I turned right and began to run, jumping rooftop to rooftop to begin my little road trip for the night.
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I landed in the middle of an alley way, one knee on the ground. I rose to my feet, standing up tall and cautiously in my new enviorment. I made my way down the dark pathway, heading towards the street light on the sidewalk in front of me. I was about to take my first step into the spot light when suddenly I heard police sirens sounding off from a distance. I looked around to find the general direction of the sound, finally pin-pointing the fact that it was to my right. I looked down the street to my right, seeing nothing but the empty black street that layed stretched out before me. "Hm.... " Turning my attention to the left side of the street, I began to walk down the lone walkway. Only make a few feet worth of progress, I heard the sirens blaring all the way down the road behind me. I stopped in my tracks and peered over my shoulder, seeing the colors of blue and red lights reflecting off of the walls of buildings that were getting closer to me.
"Shit!" I looked back ahead of me, sprinting down the sidewalk. I came to a four way intersection, one of the drive ways being blocked off with a fence for construction work. I jumped the fence and ran down into the construction site. The first thing I saw in the darkness was a cement truck. I ran over to the truck and peeked inside the large solid metal barrel, seeing no signs of cement blocking my way. I pulled myself up into the entrance of the cement carrier, slowly making my way to the end of the tunnel. I tripped every here and there over the elevated, dull metal spiral that was twisted all around the barrel. I was nearing what I assumed to be the end of the tunnel when suddenly bumped into something. I went wide eyed, quickly pushing myself off of the unidentified object. I landed a few feet away from the person or thing I accidentally hit. I focused my sight into the shadow in front of me, seeing two eyes staring back at me.
"Hey, who's there--- aah!" Instead of a calm response that I expected, I was suddenly tackled onto my back. My vision suddenly blurred for a brief second when I felt that my head had landed on the metal spiral that I was hoping to avoid. The strange person sat on my stomach, throwing punches at my face. They landed one solid hit to my face, which knocked my vision back to normal. I then started to move my head side to side to evade some hits, bringing my arms up to block what could have been direct hits. "What the hell are you doing?! Who are you!?" My angry voice echoed within the large hollow barrel we were in. The figure threw one last punch at me as a response. I brought my hand up and caught their punch, throwing them to the side to flip them onto their back. The barrel rolled as I struggled to get the dominant position, making it more difficult for me and the person to maneuver our attacks in the hollow imprisonment placed upon us. After a few more minutes of stumbling over the elevated metal spiral and trying to avoid hits from each other, I finally had the stranger on their back, arms pinned down by their head as I sat on their stomach. The barrel came to a slow stop as the rocking of the arena ceased.
We somehow found ourselves all the way near the entrance of the tunnel were the moonlight found a small access inside. The light was shining in an angle where I could only see one part of the figure. The only thing visible for me now was the right of their face down to their right shoulder in the moonlight's rays. "Alright, you're gonna tell me who you are, and why the hell you--" The stranger turned out to be a teenage girl. She had dark brown eyes that glistened evenly in the calming moonlit sky. "attacked.... me...." Her skin was smooth, and had light brown for color. She had her hair down, which was jet black and a bit below shoulder length with jagged bangs going across her forehead. Her lips were soft and a peachy pink color, and shined in the moonlight with moisture. I looked lower to see the clothing that covered her torso. I saw a white undershirt covering her neck being layed with a cloth of red that appeared to be her shirt. I looked back at her eyes, finding myself so..... captured.....
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I struggled with the policeman for a while, trying to get a few good punches through to her. I felt the woman grab one of my punches, and used that to her advantage to flip me to my back. I fought back with everything that I had, but in the end she got the best of me. She pinned my hands next to my head and sat on my stomach as I layed on my back. I knew that this was gonna be the end of me; there was no way I was getting out of this one. Out of anger I refused to look at the girl when I heard her barking orders at me. I noticed that we were close to the entrance of the tunnel, and I saw the moonlight's ray beaming into the barrel. I followed the ray to were it ended inside the hollow metal shell. I kept following the beam of light until it landed on the woman's face. That's when I went wide eyed. I noticed something.... different about this girl.
Unfortunately since it was only a dim light shining inside at an angle, the only thing I could make out in the darkness was the girl's eyes down to her nose and her left shoulder. She certainly wasn't a police officer for she wore a baggy-ish white sleeved shirt and didn't have any equipment with her. She was a teenager, maybe about sixteen or seventeen. I first gazed into her hypnotic dark red eyes, finding myself lost within them for a while. I then glanced at her jet black hair, noticing that it was in a low pony tail that grew to her mid-back. My eyes then explored more of her detailed features, paying attention to the long cut on her right cheek....
"Hey...." I heard the girl's soft but strong voice calling me. I looked back at her eyes, giving her my full attention. "Who are you?"
I parted my lips to respond. "I'm.... I...." I swallowed the saliva forming in my mouth, stumbled on how to answer her question. ".... My name is Symphony."
The teenage girl formed a smirk. "That's a nice name."
My lips formed a small smile. "I guess.... What about you? Do you have a name?"
The smile on the girl's face slowly eased, making me regret ever asking. Her eyes looked off to the side for a while, as if she was in deep thought. Suddenly the sound of police sirens caught both of our attention. The girl moved her head up to look at the street beyond the fence blocking access to the construction site. I would have looked as well, but she was still sitting on me with my hands pinned down. I whispered to her. "Are they here?"
She shook her head, whispering back. "Not yet, but I can see their lights getting closer. C'mon." She got off of me and pulled my hand to help me up. We made our way to the back of the tunnel once more, stumbling over the metal spiral over and over again. When we got to the end we sat silently and still side by side. We heard the police sirens getting closer and closer. Finally the sound of screeching tires outside of the fence sent a chill up my spine. Without realizing it, the girl saw me slightly shiver to the sound of the policemen opening the gates and cars driving into the construction site. She moved her head close to my ear to the point were I could feel her warm breaths on me. "Is there a reason you're running from the blues?"
My eyebrows formed a confused expression on my face. I moved my lips next to her ears to respond in a soft voice. "Blues?"
She let out a small chuckle and whispered back. "Yeah. Cops."
"Well.... I stole something. I'm a thief for a living."
She drew her head back so that we were close up and eye to eye. "A thief?"
"Yeah. I stole something recently, so I'm being hunted down."
"Aren't you just the smartest."
I rolled my eyes. "Well why are you running from the--"
I was cut off by the sound of one of the police officers. "Who's there?!" Me and the girl became completely quiet and still in our current positions. We heard the sound of footsteps coming closer to the cement truck. I slowly moved my eyes to see the entrance of the metal barrel. I saw the man waving his flashlight around until he finally decided to flash it inside the tunnel. I went wide eyed and held my breath. I saw him checking only near the entrance of the tunnel, then moved on deeper into the construction site. I pulled back and slowly exhaled, the feeling of relief washing over me. I looked back to the girl on my left and noticed that the girl had pulled back as well, staring at the direction of the entrance to the tunnel. I looked at her face, first her dark red eyes. I then found myself examining the long cut on her cheek, realizing that it was still a fresh wound.
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I waited patiently for the blues to leave so that I could finally relax. That's when I heard the sound of people getting into their cars and driving out of the construction site. I let out a deep breath. "Finally, their gone. About damn time..."
"Hey...." I heard Symphony's voice and turned my head to face her. "What happened to your cheek?"
I felt my cheek and winced when I made contact with the cut once more. "Oh, that.... I was shot at with a sniper rifle. It nearly missed my face."
Symphony's eyes went wide. "Why were you shot at with a sniper?"
I leaned back against the vertical surface behind me and crossed my arms. "It wasn't just a sniper. I was being shot at with machine guns and pistols too."
I saw Symphony raise one of her eyebrows. "Really now? And why is that?"
I chuckled. "Let's just say that the law isn't on my side. Never has, never will. Let's leave it at that for now."
Symphony sighed. "Fine, for now I guess.... Can you at least tell me your name?"
I looked at the entrance of the cement barrel. ".... Let's get out of here first." I began to crawl towards my destination. I heard Symphony sigh once more and begin to follow me.
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I took a deep breath of fresh air and exhaled in satisfaction. "Man, this feels so much better...." I looked over at Symphony who was stretching her arms up. I noticed that she was shorter than me by at least a couple of inches. As I had predicted, she wore a fitted red v-necked shirt with a white shirt underneath. She was wearing black, tight jeans with red and white converse shoes. She brought her arms back to her sides and looked at me. I immediately looked up, pretending that I was just scratching my head. "Well, it's been fun, but it's pretty late.... I gotta get going." I turned around and began to walk off. That is of course until I felt Symphony's hand grab my shoulder.
"Not so fast, Ms. Mysterious. I want some of my answers now."
I sighed. 'Damnit, she remembered....' I turned around to face her.
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As the strange girl pinched the bridge of her nose while looking down at the ground, I decided to take this time to study the rest of her appearance. As I expected, she was wearing a loose white sleeved shirt, but it turns out that her right sleeve had been torn off, and there were three large scars on her arm. She wore black fitted baggy jeans with black and white converse shoes herself. It puzzles me why I didn't notice earlier, but she also wore black fingerless gloves. "Alright...." I snapped back to reality and looked at the girl's eyes. I can't understand why I always become drawn into her eyes....
"I'm only gonna say this once, so you better listen closely...." She looked at me in the eyes. "I hide from blues because they hunt me down on a daily bases. The thing is, I'm not the only one that they try to find. I'm in an organization were we deliver secret messages across the city...."
My eyes went wide. "No way.... You're one of them? You're a...."
She nodded. "Yeah.... I'm a runner. That's why I'm always being pursued."
I looked at her and knew she wasn't lying. "Wow.... I never thought I'd actually meet a runner.... I've always admired you guys. I always use to see people jumping rooftop to rooftop and stuff like that. It always amazed me on how you guys could do such amazing things."
The girl scratched her head and looked to the side. "Yeah I guess. It is pretty cool to defy gravity...." She looked at the sky. "Well, I gotta get going. Is there any other questions you wanna know? I might not see you again."
"Well, just one...." I grabbed her right arm. "What happened here?"
The girl looked down at her arm. "That.... It.....It was a long time ago." She gently brang her arm back to her side, turned around and began to walk towards the fence. "See you around kid."
I crossed my arms. "I am not a kid. For your information, I'm seventeen. And my name is not 'kid', it's Symphony."
The girl let out a chuckle. "Yeah, whatever." She jumped the fence and began to walk down the sidewalk towards a building.
Then something hit me. "Wait!!" I ran over to the fence, placing my fingers through the holes of the gate. "Your name."
The girl looked over her shoulder and looked at me. "Huh?"
"Your name. What's your name?" The girl moved her head away from her shoulder to look down. Then she ran towards the building. "Hey, wait!! Don't go inside--" She wall-climbed up the building's wall and grabbed a hold of the edge of its rooftop. ".... yet...." She pulled herself up and looked at me.
"The name's Joker." She then turned around and ran, jumping onto another rooftop until she was consumed by the darkness of the night.
Well I hope that wasn't too bad. Hope you leave reviews. Later