I knew they were looking for me. Even though the abandoned warehouse where I had been hiding out was silent, I could feel their presence lurking in the shadows. Through the light rain and dim lights I could see them strategically searching the warehouse. I was crouched, in my black cargo pants, combat boots and black hoodie, on the top level of the building. My long brown hair that was meant to be in a pony-tail was drenched, with wet strands that kept getting in my eyes.
I had to keep moving, I heard the man with the bow and arrows call for back-up. After one last glance at the place I had called home for the last few months, I ran across the wrought iron cat walk and jumped, landing successfully on the other side to bullets being fired at me. Not wasting any time I opened the window leading to the steel fire escape. I ran down it and jumped the last two steps onto the ground that had turned to mud because of the rain. It sloshed against my pants and socks, the cold seeping through giving me goose bumps and chills.
"She went out the window!" the red-headed agent yelled to her S.H.I.E.L.D. minions that had finally arrived. I took off at a sprint. I'd been hiding out here for the last five months and knew this woodland area like the back of my hand. And after many practised escape routes, I had decided that my best bet was to get as deep into the woods as I could, and from there trek back to the small town about five miles from here to Owen Kent. A friend I made when I first arrived in the small town. He's the only one who knew where I was hiding. He'd let me hide out in his basement and then take his Jeep. Within minutes I could hear them behind me. Running and shouting for them to find the girl with the powers. They wanted to make me one of them. A proud S.H.I.E.L.D agent, like a trophy, a shiny new toy for Nick Fury to play with, what seventeen year old girl wants that?
After an hour of running, the small town's lights were visible. Owen ran the gas station, which is where he promised he'd be if something like this ever happened. It was dark, cold and wet and I was not in the right clothes for this. Suddenly the red-head appeared out of nowhere and caused me to trip. I went down in the mud, to her trying to stand me up and cuff me.
"Get off me!" I snarled and punched her in the jaw, and then put my boot to the back of her knee. She loosed her grip just enough for me to wriggle free and climb the closest tree. She looked around helplessly before speaking into her ear-piece.
"Clint, I lost her."
"What! How?" I heard him exclaim through his ear-piece.
"She's good. Real good." I smiled from my perch. As they begun to make a new plan, I went tree-hopping. Kind of like a monkey. Before too long the gas station was clear.
I jumped down from the trees onto grass. The town was basically in a ditch, green hills surrounded it. After clambering over a two metre high fence I continued running. I heard a helicopter overhead and looked up to see it racing towards the town. SUV's and futuristic looking vehicles burst out of the woods and screeched to a halt outside the gas station. Before I knew it, Owen was being led out in handcuffs. Crap. He spied me on top of the hill and shot me an apologetic look. He then turned to the agent dragging him away, and suddenly a million of them rushed at me, from all directions. I used my powers as best I could to fend them off, but it was useless. I held up my hands in surrender. The guy with the arrows zip-tied my hands behind my back.
"Fury, we got her, Jasmine Pearce, you're coming with us," the red-head stated triumphantly. They dragged me kicking and screaming to the helicopter, arrow guy and the red-head climbed in after me. They sat me down and injected me with something.
"What the hell did you just do to me?"
"It's a serum that temporarily paralyses your powers, in case you get any ideas," arrow-guy said with a wink. I glared at him, attempting to use my telepathy powers, but there was no point in even trying. I started getting sleepy. Dammit.