Running too fast

By: silverstar27

April 22, 2003

Disclaimer: I don't own them and never will. I write for fun.

A/N: This is another stand alone in the collection of short pieces I plan on creating. I don't know what else to say other than I'm thrilled to have you all as readers. Kiss ass your thinking hahaha hardly. I just appreciate the "love" hahaha thanks. Thanks to chrys your da greatest. I owe ya muchos.

*RUNNING TOO FAST*

I step out of the van and into the dense green of the forests surrounding Manticore. It's humid and wet but cold. The wind slightly blew as I carefully made my way to her. I can feel my heart racing with fear and hurt. A deep pounding resounding from within the depths of my heart and soul as I run faster to my destination, wherever it may be. I move as stealthily as I possibly can. Like bees flying by your ear the bullets ring thru the night air, hitting trees or rocks. My legs move to a deaf beat in which my heart creates; I can tell she is close. I can feel this because I can feel her. There beyond a thicket of trees I can see fatigues lying motionless on the cold earth. My heart beat faster, trying to calm it for fear of death, I slow my pace and move from tree to tree, bush to bush to seek shelter from the demons that parade in the nights air. This, for them, was just another mission. They move like fleas on a dog, quick and efficiently, traversing as if there is nothing in the world that can stop them. At this moment I feel as if this is true. I run around a rock and bend to find her lifeless body on the cold, cold earth. I feel my heart beat faster. The sound of my heart pounds in my ear and makes me move faster. I look her over; she doesn't look that badly wounded. I move her onto my lap and I can feel her getting cold. Memories flash by my minds eye as I gaze into her eyes. She is trying to speak to me now. I can't let her it will hurt too much. I tell her she will be fine, I want to believe this myself but it's getting harder to do. I know she can make it. I needed to get her to a doctor and fast. I can feel hot tears running down my cheeks. They burn on my face as I can feel my legs go numb. I can't feel them. I have to help her. Keep looking at me. No! Her eyes are rolling to the back of her head. She can't leave. This can't happen. I try harder and harder to get up. My damned legs feel like jelly under me. The one time I need them the most they wont fucking work. I try harder as beads of sweat begin to roll down the side of my face, mixing with my hot tears and lightly falling to the ground below. Someone tries to take me away from her. I can't leave; I must take her with me. I need to get her out of this jungle. That's when it happens I feel a sharp pain on my head and everything fades to black darkness. Goodbye my love. Don't leave please don't go. Memories are the worst thing. This is all I see. A kiss. A hug. A life. A dream. Gone. Don't leave please don't go. Goodbye my love. Yes, it is true you are my love. I love you. Goodbye my love. Don't go. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

AN/ Okay, tell me what you think. Good or bad I don't mind the feedback. Be nice please. Thanks for reading.