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Run With the Wild Winds.

Chapter 1: Places to be. People to escape from!

Footsteps pounded on the pavement. Echoing off the surrounding buildings. The soft glow of the street lamp providing little visual help with its lightening. Short puffs of air forming in the chilly night. Pulling their jacket closer for added warm. The dogs barking the only sound they could hear now. A distant shout reached their ears as they hurried forward to find a protected spot to hide.

Being in the unsavoury part of town was wearing thin on her nerves. Slapping her head for taking the wrong bus. She had a lot on her mind. She pulled her shoulder straps closer to her body. Her bag weighting a ton. What with all her books, that she needed. It would make a good weapon for protection. Why did she take that bus. Knowing she had a long walk in front of her. She stepped her pace up. How could she forget her mobile as well. Good thing she had her keys on her. Her assignment was due sometime this week and she had not even started it yet. Maybe she should just change courses. Footsteps echoing behind her. That never abode well when someone was behind you.

Thrusting her hand in pocket, she finger her other form of protection. You were not allowed to carry weapons. But one needed to protect oneself from the unseen dangers of city life. Living in Jeroma, life was very dangerous indeed. Females were a highly sort after commodity. Too many have gone missing, never to be seen again. Of course there was always the speculation of what was happening. And the internal police was no help anyway. Too busy doing other things. Of maybe they were in on the scheme as well. Too much thinking on her part. She did not want to join their fates, what ever that may be.

Feeling the hair prickle on the back of her neck. She started to trot. She hated night times in this city. The gangs had run of them. Nothing and no one was safe. She had always dreamed about leaving her inadequate housing block. But her number had been store there. She hated being just a number. That was how the government operated. The idea of freedom was a fallacy on this planet. Every inch of your life shaped by them. She could not escape even if she want too. Lifting her legs higher as she broke out into a sprint when she heard male voices behind her. She could not make out what they were saying but she did not want to hang around to find out either.

Making out a dark alley entrance, she darted down there and hid behind a metal box. The footsteps slowed down, almost to a stop. She could just make more feet when a search light glared out over the walls. Her heart rate accelerated as it flash over her hidden area. A clank could be heard further down. She waited before the light flicked off before breaking away from the wall to dash down the alley. Her breathes short and ragged as she sprinted faster down the narrow walls. She could hear the maligan scourge around in the filth. Only to feel a hand reach out and caught her shoulder bag as she ran pass. The movement throwing her backwards off her feet. She landed on the ground in a sprawl. Her eyes open wide in fear. A shadow loomed over her. A rasping sound grated over her but her blood was pumping too fast for her to make out anything that the person was saying.

"Lookee, boys. Fresh meat." The person voiced over to his counterparts as they leaned up against the wall. Toothy grins on their face as they leered at the sprawled out female at their feet. The leader leaning down to grab her by the the shoulders, hauling her back to her feet. The rest started to crowd around her. Her eyes darting to and fro. The idea of escape seem so impossible now. Her eyes falling on the tattoo that the leader had on the side of his neck. The snake wrapping around a dagger, giving her the idea that escape was also infertile as well. She would have to fight her way out of this situation. If she made it out alive, well, let's not finish that thought. Pulling herself to her full height. Which was not much compared to the males on this planet.

"What in Hector's case, do you want?" Her fear rang out high in her voice. The group snickered at her.

"What do you think, sweets?" The leader ogled at her. His eyes running over her body. Dread filling her heart. She would never get out of this alive. Her mind conjuring up all different types of scenarios and none of them look feasible enough for her. Her hands tighten into fists. "The little female is getting angry, boys. I'm shaking in my boots." reaching a hand to run down her face. "Maybe we should comfort her. Real friendly like." He sneered before he pushed her into the wall behind them.

"Hey, boss. Leave some for us!" They cried out as the leader ran his fingertips over her thigh, moving them higher. His lips searching for hers. She swung her head out of the way just for him to grip her chin in a painful grasp. Smashing her lips against her teeth. Her head hitting against the brick work. Her mouth opening to let out the grasp of pain, only he shoved his tongue in. Gagging her, she did the only thing that she could think of. She bit down hard onto the offending appanage. He roared back in pain as she watched in horror. His fist swung forward aiming directly for her jaw. A sickening thud echoed around the group. Cheers rang out as she heard ringing in her ears.

She felt the clothing rent more then she heard it. She mumbled something under her breathe before a blue light flashed out from behind her. The leader appeared stunned as he looked down at the gaping hole in front of his chest. His mouth working but no sounds were coming out as he stared at her. Her terrified gaze looking up to see nothing on the rooftop. She swore that the blast had come from there. A resounding thud, indicating something had hit the ground. Her pulse rate accelerated as she felt something brush pass her. Pushing her out of harms way. She was getting tired of being pushed around.

Blue electricity arched over the form as it unsheathed its weapons. She back away from the looming form in front of her. Fear tingled along her spine threatening to make her legs buckle from underneath. Her fear induced mind telling her to run, but her body refused to obey her. It was hugh. It was covered in a strange black net. Silver glinting in what little lightening reached this far into the alley. Her heart jumped into her throat. Her scream frozen inside as she watch the being, make short work of her would be rapists. Blood splash everywhere, ingraining itself onto her memory cells. It's hair hung long and made sweeping arcs with every head movement it made.

It swung around to her, holding a hand out. She stared at the expressionless mask that adorned it 's face. Panicking, her feet took flight from her saviour. Fear pumping in her veins. She just keep going until her lungs screamed for her to breath. Pain ripping up her side, as she slowed to a walk. The darkness covering her. Her eyes searching around. She did not need any more surprises tonight. Her heart would not be able take much more excitement of tonight's events. A sound coming from behind her, her heart racing again. As she bolted from the street, only to just the arm stick out in mid air. Unable to stop in time, she felt it hit. She fell backwards, hitting the back of her head.

"This one should catch us a pretty Ren." The voice sounded distant as the blackness crowded over. Pulling her deeper. Dread filled her body as she felt herself being lifted up. "Put her with the other one!" was the last thing that she heard as she fell unconsciousness.

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