This sucks! I think to myself harshly.
I've been running for three days straight, I haven't slept since the first night I began running, exhaustion drapes itself over my shoulders like a blanket, with the consistency of concrete.
I stumble often now, my usual gliding run left around the same time my energy did.
My muscles burn and my eyes are heavy with the effort of keeping my eyelids from closing.
The sand is hot beneath my feet and I force myself faster, shimmering ahead in the hot air I think I see something, people? A car? No… a bike!
My toe catches on something, a rock I think from the sudden blunt pain it sends all the way up my leg, and I collapse.
The strain I've put on my physical being is too much and I had only been kept going by sheer will, but fallen to the hot sand I have no will to move, all I want to do is close my eyes and be done with it.
Done with everything…
I feel cold… but I do not remembering finding a place to rest.
Confusion sets in further as voices slowly become clear, as if people are approaching my place of resting.
"Are you sure it's safe to have her here?" a male voice.
"I believe so, but I know that if she hadn't been brought here she would have surely died" a female-ish voice answers him.
"Well if it isn't we all know whose taking the blame right?" a second male.
I open my eyes to stare up at the roof of what I presume to be my prison.
Strange blue beams support the places roof and are etched with glowing darker blue lines.
Slowly I sit up, every inch of my body protests as I swing my legs off the hospital type bed and stand.
As the voices grow louder I scramble awkwardly up onto one of the beams and sit there, I'll be safe up here because not many people have as good a climbing skill as I do.
I glance down as the group of six finally enters the room; I give them a quick analyzing look over.
Two males wear blue, one purple, a girl in green, another male in red, one in yellow
The one in yellow appears the youngest; he's the first to notice my absence from the bed.
"She's gone!" he yelps and the others snap to attention.
"Spread out, we need to find her!" the one in red, the leader maybe, orders.
"Hey! I'm up here" I call down not really in my mood for my usual games, the stare upwards at me sitting on a high up beam swinging my legs in boredom.
"Get down here now!" the purple one commands me, I make a face.
"Get up here and make me bossy!" I retort rudely, I don't think I can move even if I wanted to.
"Get down kid! If you fall you'll die" from the moment the word kid passed his lips I tuned out, I'm not a kid!
I swing my legs back and forth to try get some feeling back, wait! correction, some feeling that isn't pain.
"Zoom, can you get up there?" the red uniformed male asks the yellow one, I pay a small fraction of my attention as I scan the room, the futuristic tech-y look makes me crinkle my nose in a mix of old fear and revulsion.
"Hey, you need to get down!" I give a strangled scream of shock at how close the voice is to my ear, so much for paying attention, as my flight instinct kicks into action I forget my positioning and when I twist to block my front I slide sideways off the beam.
I suck in a deep breath as my stomach disappears from inside me and the solid beam falls away from me.
I close my eyes when suddenly I feel a strong sure hand wrap around my wrist and I stop falling suddenly.
I stare up at the boy in yellow, he half grins.
"I got ya" he huffs before pulling me up onto the beam; I stare at him as if in paralysis.
We climb down and I resume my revulsion of this place.
"You better let me leave, or some serious shits gonna go down" I growl playing the tough girl.
The male in purple snorts "your still weak from when Zoom found you unconscious in the desert how much trouble can you be?" when he says Zoom he gestures at the male who saved me from falling, registering this as an insult a corner of my mouth lifts to reveal a sharp bleached white canine tooth before I shoot forward, almost faster than the eye can see, and slam my fist into his fast.
He falls to the floor clutching his bleeding nose, as his comrades move to his side I dash around them snatch my bag from where it lies and dash out the door.
Soon I find my way out of the futuristic place and out into a seemingly normal garage.
Feeling safer by a fraction or two my heartbeat stops feeling like a hummingbird is trapped beneath my ribs and is trying to beat its way out.
I hug my bag tight to my chest as I keep up a quick jogging pace away from that place and those people.
Zoom, the only name I caught in my own powerful fear.
He was the one who stopped from falling.
The one who also saved my life apparently…
"I don't believe it!" I announce to myself before sliding to a halt on the hot sand, I crouch to the ground then sit with a wide yawn.
Pulling my bag onto my lap I unzip it and pull out a clear plastic container, I open it and a small shriveled apple greets my eyes, my head rolls back and I groan in exasperation.
I glare at the little brown apple carcass then toss it away in disgust.
Nothing else in the box I shove it away in defeat then pull out a different container, scurrying around inside are seven furry little mice.
I pop the lid and as soon as I put my hand inside they scamper up my arm, one small little tan boy scampers onto my shoulder then climbs a tangled strand of my longish blond hair to perch on my head, I chuckle lightly petting him softly.
"Hey Kakashi, hope it wasn't too ruff of a trip?" he scrambles down my arm and nibbles my thumb.
I giggle slightly.
"Alright, alright, lunch time for you lot?" I pull a small silver circular container from my bag and lever the lid off to reveal a small handful of mouse food inside.
Once my mice have finished feeding I'm out of their food as well.
I close the tin and tuck it away inside my over stuffed bag, the mice scamper into the container and I secure them in the small blue front pocket.
I hook my arms through the straps and stand again.
I survey the area and spot a small building a short run off.
Brushing my tangled hair behind my ears I start jogging.