Chapter 1-escape
I was surrounded by guards. "Dammit." I spun around, looking for any kind of escape. The guards held up their guns, ready to fire if I tried anything. I thought I heard a voice from the hall I'd bolted from yelling "don't shoot!" That voice sounded familiar. My guard. Maybe I could see his face before I became swiss-prisoner. No way was I surrendering. I was NOT going through all that again. Either way this happened, I would be free.
I made a move and bolted for the gap in the circle. A shot rang out and something pricked my leg. Weren't bullets supposed to hurt more than that? Realization sucker punched me in the gut. Tranq guns. Tranqs. I wouldn't die. I wouldn't be free after all. I was just going back to square one. They were probably going to switch out my guard too. Huh. For some reason that hurt the most of all. Crap. I was stumbling back to the center of the circle. I hit the floor just as several other things happened at once. The funny thing about being tranqed is that, as your brain slows down, everything else does too. The people around me slowed down, and the noises were muffled and I could observe it all with a few moments of clarity before I shut down.
The circle of guards broke for a second and a hand popped through, almost like it was reaching for something. One of the guards reeled around and popped whoever it was with his elbow. The hand dissappeared. I missed it a little. I heard the voice that had sung me to sleep every night cry out in pain. I missed it a lot. The voice was cut off by an even bigger noise. Boom. Chunks of wall flew around me and somelittle bits pelted my back. I had enough strength to roll around and look at the wall. For a moment, there was nothing but dust and a gaping hole. Then someone shouted, "A-team D&C!" "Divide and conquer " a little voice in my head murmered. And two little shadows flitted out of the dust and took out 4 guards in one swift roll. As they stood up (still at the same time) the light hit them. Wow.
A boy and a girl, neither looking older than 14. They had to be siblings, as identical as they were. Twin pairs of the same ice-blue eyes swept over the room. They launched into the middle of the circle, then split up, each taking half of the guards on. The guards were down in seconds. The girl's Blonde hair fluttered down around her shoulders, but the boy's was tied back. They looked like angels. Homicidal angels, yes, but angels nonetheless. I glance at the guard 's bodies to see how they had been dispatched so easily. Little kuu knives stuck out of each guards back. Must've been tipped with a really fast drug. The girl slid some knives back into her sleeves. They were both wearing identical black stealth suits, with TONS of little sheaths and ammo belts filled with the knives. And they were both looking at me. Crap. Before I had a chance to properly freak out that first voice shouted "L jammed the doors, but we have minutes to retrieve and run." Then, of course, a hot guy stepped through the hole.
I swear, if I had any breath, I would have whistled. Mussy black hair, narrow eyes, tall, and were those abs, or did my eyes decieve me? Pretty sure I looked like an idiot gaping at him like that, but his eyes went straight to me and he absolutely beamed. He crouched down and picked me up. "Good to see you again, kiddo." His voice was startlingly familiar."Thank God you're okay." The blonde angel girl put a hand up to her ear and spoke out loud. "We got her, time to go." She paused for a moment, cocking her head to listen to a response. "No, we didn't even get that far. Looks like she was trying to break out. Found her at the confrontation point. She's been hit. Yeah, he's got her. 'Kay on our way." She turned to us.
"Tuna gave us the all-clear. We're to get back the same way and there's a chopper en-route." I blinked. Whatever drug I was suffering from was making me hallucinate. Homicidal angels, hot not-boyfriends and a talking tuna. Trippy. "Good. Lets go." Hottie turned and started for the hole. I turned my head to search the room for my guard. I saw him between the twins. Facedown on the ground. Unmoving. I didn't feel the tear until I saw it fall. I hadn't cried at all the whole time that I was there. That one tear meant so much more because of that. I felt the girl watching me, but I didn't care. She could stare and judge all she wanted. She had no idea what had happened here. None of them did. And it was going to stay that way. I fought to keep conscious,but those few minutes that I had before the tranq got me were almost up. No matter. I was safe. I could just sleep for a little bit. I smiled a bit and closed my eyes, lulled by the rocking motion brought on by the mans running and the song still playing in my head.