The sound of explosions rocked the camp, causing the raven-haired girl to whimper as she shied away from the doors of a warehouse. Inside, several others were being held captive, but they were too frightened to go anywhere near the doors. The girl that stood there, her name was Kagome. She wore a t-shirt and pants to her shins, all rather worse for wear and two sizes too big. Her black hair was long past her shoulders, and desperately in need of some care.
She wandered to the doors again and peered outside into the chaos. RUF were running everywhere, toting guns and firing upon the government soldiers that had invaded the camp. Bullets flew everywhere, and amidst the chaos, she had to find some way to get out. Narrowing her eyes, she backed away from the doors and went to the back of the warehouse, where there was a back door.
Opening that, she saw a similar scene, but there were more dead than fighting. Thus, looking back at the others, to send the message that they should do the same thing as her, she slipped out and hugged the outer wall. She winced at the sound of another explosion, and eyed the forest right across the way. Looking at others nearby, she braced herself, then bolted. She leapt like a gazelle over bodies and ditches, splashed through mud and puddles, and ran as though the Devil himself were at her heels.
The trees were getting closer…almost there… She was home free, she knew it!
And then, sharp pain shot through her left arm, and she fell forward, grasping it. A bullet had pierced her arm, and when she rolled over on the ground in pain, she looked up to see her assailant approaching with gun in hand. She started to crawl backwards, trying to drag herself away, crying and screaming in terror.
Finally, there was a loud bang, and the man fell, a hole through his skull. Without even bothering to look and see who had killed him, she rolled over, got to her feet while still holding her arm, and took off into the vegetation, whimpering in pain and crashing through the thick foliage to get away. She thought she heard something behind her, and this only compelled her to run faster, even if she was actually slowing down from the dizziness of her already weakened body from months in the camp.
She breathed heavily, and her run slowed to a jog, then to a walk, and finally a dizzy stumble. She fell against a tree, holding her arm and shut her eyes in pain. Thinking she had elude her pursuers, she relaxed.
But a rustle kicked her back to attention. She opened her blurred eyes and looked at the green blob around her, before she pushed off the tree and took but five steps before she walked into someone. Shocked, she fell back onto the ground and looked up, only seeing a figure with long white hair before she passed out from fear and weakness.
