Amy ran down the dank mildew infested ally way. Her heart was pounding in her chest the waves of nausea threatening to over power her sending her crashing to her knees spewing up bile on the concrete that was littered with a decoration of trash and abandoned boxes. The faint pounding of footsteps and the muffled shouts of people echoed behind her.
"Don't stop running!! Don't stop!!" Her lungs were burning from exhaustion and the reluctance to inhale the sour pungent smell of piss and mold, causing her stomach to lurch and churn with each breath.
"DOWN THIS WAY!!" The voice was crisp and clear meaning they were to close behind. Amy dug in the heels of her boots trying to put more distance between her and her pursuers.
"FUCK ! fuck! Fuck! I can't go back there!! I'd rather die then go back there!!" she internally cursed as she made a sharp turn hitting the corner of the wall and nearly stumbling forward as she winched from the new scrape along her left arm..
"damn it I can't keep running like this!! I need a place to hide..I need to get to a large crowd"
A shot rang out as a bullet exploded into the brick wall just inches from hitting home. "SHIT!!"
more gunfire rang out as Amy twisted and turned around corners trying to stay out of a clear shot " Wheres the road!! Wheres the main street!!" this wasn't good she was starting to panic to much, if you panic you get killed.
Amy couldn't recall how many ally turns she had taken. How many different ways she must have gone. She was trying to think she was trying to stay calm as her heart beat against her chest like the wings of a trapped bird. Panic! panic was setting in she could feel it screaming in her veins as another turn unveiled the patched brick wall of a building creating a fork in her current path. Her legs were starting to feel like searing hot led.
Her heart started to fall as the shaking ache of fatigue was slowing her down. All she could really hope for now was that one of these turns would lead to a main road, so she could slip into the crowd of people.
Pain exploded in her leg as she violently collapsed to the ground skidding a bit. A stray bullet had ricocheted off the fire escape and embedded its self into her thigh. gritting her teeth she struggled to get up using the wall as a support. Dim light shined like a beacon as hope filled Amy's fatigued body with a new vigor as she pushed her stumbling legs to reach the light.
Amy slid along the wall trying to move towards the light while putting as little weight on her injured leg as possible. Blood was already seeping from where the bullet bit into her skin staining her Jeans with a dark crimson red. Putting more weight on it would only tear the skin more causing the wound to bleed faster. "The last thing I need is to give them a trail of blood spatter to fallow" she groaned. Amy knew she couldn't do anything about the blood that would smear along the wall, either way they would know she was injured.
The pounding of hurried footsteps thundered behind her as Amy managed to slip in to the open nearly running into couple heading the opposite way. "s-sorry!!" she sputtered out as he hobbled through the throng of people. sauntering along the nightclubs and strip malls. Thankfully it was dark enough for the blood on her dark denim jeans to go un-noticed in the dim street lights. So long as Amy didn't stall long enough for bystanders to really notice her.
A gun was poised at the retreating form of Amy's back as a steady hand cocked back the hammer of the gun. The gun man focused on the movement of his target waiting for a clear shot.
Only to have his concentration torn away as he was brutally shoved into the nearest wall.
"ARE YOU A FUCKING MORON!! FIRING INTO A CROWD OF CAVILIANS!!" A gruff gravely voice growled "no one is supposed to know about this.. if you go firing into a crowd then the public will demand answers as to why the Feds are chasing down a 20 year old women in the streets of L.A.!!" he hissed as he wrenched the gun away.
"So what?!!" the man spat "She's an ex-soldier why don't they just tell the masses what they want to hear.. that she's a run away terrorist who turned all Al-Qaeda on her own country"
"normally that would be the course of action..except the media was already cleared to release that the entire unit was killed in an enemy raid." another man grunted in disgust "So now if the government goes around changing their tune to say that Amy Phoenix has turned rouge, word will travel to her family and friends who currently believe she's dead." the man snorted "And believe me. If they identify her through a news broad cast then they will know that they were lied to.. and do know what will happen then!!" he snarled in the gun mans face "Word will get out that the government lied to the public and then all hell will break lose.... because, people just don't know how to keep their mouths shut!!"