She ran. She ran as fast as her short legs allowed her. Her lungs ached by the unusual effort they were put onto, but her mind kept pushing her body to move. The instinct of survival came first. She knew she didn't have to look back, the only thing that mattered now was what was straight ahead. She felt the hot tears frame her face as they jumped into the cold air and vanish along with her footsteps. They were catching up she could feel them, and yet she didn't see any of their shadows approach her.

She turned left, right, right again, left once more. She didn't know where she was heading, but there was a primal drive that dictated where to turn. She only hoped that hunch was accurate and led her to anywhere safe. She heard splashing on her back, footsteps no doubt. Her heart sunk, she gulped and couldn't resist the impulse to look over her shoulder.

There were three shadows approaching her.

She cursed and turned left once more, her eyes widened in horror at the realization of her mistake. It was dead end. In desperation she punched the wall, hoping this would help the wall to vanish. Checking if there was a way to climb, she noticed a brick that stood up from the rest.

She jumped and stretched her right arm to reach it. Her tiny fingers managed to grasp it. Pain surged immediately, the effort of putting all her weight into one limb cause her to gasp. Determined she looked up and faced the thousands of drops of water, chilling her neck. There was another brick. She stretched her left arm, pulling herself up and using her legs to help her up. Her legs kept slipping on the damp wall as she tried to reach what it seemed her last hope.

She knew she must looked pathetic, but that didn't stop her either way. Gulping she gave a quick look over her shoulder, against her own judgment. And saw her raiders walking calmly toward her. Like they knew her intents of escape were futile. She cursed them and cursed her little body and her lack of fitness. If only she had listened to her parents of taking some sport in high-school, if only she had taken that membership her friends offered to the gym. Maybe she wouldn't be here, hanging from one brick petrified.

Biting her lower lip, she shook her head. No, she wouldn't give up. Even if that was the last thing her body might do. This thought gave her the jolt she needed to reach that brick. She smiled in triumph, she looked up and noticed another brick. She couldn't help but feel thankful. She stretched her right arm, ignoring the increasing pain of doing so or the approaching attackers. Her short fingers grasped around it, she smirked as she pulled herself up. Even if that meant only to raise her body just a yard, that meant the world for her.

Desperately looking for another brick, her prayers were responded. Feeling the intoxicating sensation of a possible escape and the freedom she was holding dearly on her heart, she strained her left arm to reach it. Helping her body with a push of her legs. As her tiny fingers clenched to it, she felt relieved. She was going to make it. She ignored the cold water splashing over her face, the numbness of her body that begged her to surrender. There was just another brick, she could feel if before she reached the top of the wall and jumped into the unknown.

Her eyes looked everywhere for the last block, there was nothing else. Panic started to grow in the pitch of her stomach. She took a deep breath, she didn't have the time to surrender, not now that she was so close to escape. Desperate she scouted once more, there it was. The last brick was just on top of her head. Helping her body she placed her right foot on the first block and then her left on the second one. Feeling the thrill of the possibility to get away from this nightmare, she gave one last stretch to reach it. Her hand stretching as long as her limb allowed it. She was going to make it she knew it. She could feel the red constructing piece on the tip of her fingers, just one last push. Her nails caressed the frame of it. She bent her legs, preparing to jump and reach it. Letting go of the brick on her left hand she jumped with all the strength she had left.

All around her seemed to go in slow motion from that moment, she felt herself looking at her from the sky. As her fingers grasped around the brick, hurting her nails and possibly making them bleed. She saw her lips pulling up in a smile of triumph. But then the roar of a thunder shattered this, as she felt her ankles being pulled down. She felt her hope shattered in an instant, as she muttered 'No' in defeat.

Everything then went so fast, she felt how they took her by the thighs and pulled her down. Someone seized her by the waist, she started to kick in desperation. She hit someone, hard. She didn't know where but didn't regret it, in fact it gave her pleasure that she might had left a bruise in whatever it was. She elbowed the person that was holding her, it didn't turn out that effectively as she saw on the movies happen. He must be muscular to dismiss her hit so easily.

She felt a pair of hands grabbing her by the ankles, limiting her moves even more. She grasped when the guy sustaining her by the waist started to pull her to the street. She heard the sound of tires scratching the wet pavement, as a car pulled over near them. Her eyes widen with the realization, they weren't burglars, they had all the intentions of kidnapping her.

Concentrating all the strength she had left, she freed her right foot and kicked on the face to one of the attackers. Taken by surprise he released the left one, as he covered his face on the injured spot. A broken nose, no doubt. Taking advantage of the confusion, she elbowed once more the attacker on her back. This time she didn't aim for the chest, she went for the end of his ribcage. It turned out effective.

She heard someone scream, she didn't turn back to check who. This time she didn't aim to reach the bricks once more, instead she ran to the wall and pulled out of her jacket her last hope. She opened the lit and dialed just one digit. The phone started to ring gently on her ear as she saw the figures of the two man stand up and approach her slowly. She gulped and looked frenzy around her, begging for the line to connect. Finally a rough voice responded.

"Hello?"

"HELP ME COBB!"

And before she could say anything else, her raiders took her by the waist and legs. This time with more strength, immobilizing her completely. Her cellphone dropped to the damp floor as she was pulled to the car. One of the men reached out for the tiny red device and placed it over his ear. A smiled tucked in his lips. The voice on the other line kept repeating the name of the girl, his smiled pronounced. He chuckled and the voice went silent. It passed a couple of seconds before it spoke again.

"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for money, I can provide it to you. Just let her go"

The man chuckled once more.

"I don't look for money Mister Cobb. That I have plenty, what I'm looking for are the set of skills you provide"

"Whatever you want, just let her go"

Silence fell, as the screams of the girl grew fainter. The man turned over his shoulder as he noticed the girl placed inside the car.

"Oh I will let her go, but I don't make any promises in which state.

"You son of a-"

"Mind the language, Mister Cobb. We'll be in touch"

And with that the man dropped the cellphone and smashed it with his right foot, as he walked to the vehicle. Hoping in, giving one last look out the window and giving a nod to the driver. The tires making once more the scratching sound over the pavement as the dark vehicle drove into the darkness.

A/N: This idea, and a thunderstorm, woke me up at 4am. So here it is before it slips off my mind. If anyone insterested in updates about my fics, follow me on twitter. Thanks for reading