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If you ever have a chance to run, don't think, don't take any time to consider it. Push yourself harder and faster than ever before. You escape and never look back.

What about you?

What about me? Don't think of us. Think about you. Make your escape and we will eventually follow. You will never be alone sweetspark, we promise you that.

Are they coming?

Yes.

What do I do?

Remember.

Remember?

Remember to run.

Bare feet trampled broken branches as they ran from the glowing beams of light behind them. Scratches etched themselves into malnourished legs as the little girl sprinted through the dense foliage surrounding her. She used her arms to block her face as she burst through the smooth leaves of a bush and sprinted onto warm asphalt. Her body stalled and her eyes looked wildly around at her surroundings. A howl echoed hauntingly from behind her and she took off running once again; the air a blur of russet as her hair streaked behind her.

The girl ran down the road, legs becoming a blur of motion, out pacing the bouncing dots of light that identified the positions of her hunters. Soon however, new dots of light replaced them. She slowed, definable features once again seeable. She looked curiously at the dim light that shone from street lamps. Triangular ears lifting up from their flattened position on her head unnoticed while she starred at it with wide eyes. She stepped forward but jumped back suddenly as something screeched across the ground. She took a step forward again but lifted her feet a little bit higher, now noticeable claws just barely missing the ground.

Someone must have heard the sound as a brighter light illuminated one of the windows of the house behind he point of interest. Her eyes flattened against her head once again and she threw herself into the bush beside the porch. Her ears flickered forward just a tiny bit to catch the sound of a screen door opening and feet treading softly against wood. From behind the verdant leaves, she watched a as a young woman stepped out on the grass and searched the darkness around her. The woman's robe fluttered in the breeze and carried her scent to the girl. Her head tilted slightly as the tension in her shoulders loosened. She smelled like Allspark but like damp earth as well. She smelled safe.

The girl crawled forward, allowing the tips of her ears to be seen by the woman. The woman's features softened and she slowly walked over to the bush. The ears disappeared and the woman froze. She wasn't scared but seemed to be sad that she scared the creature away. She backed up a little bit and gently sat down on the ground.

"I didn't mean to scare you, I don't want to hurt you." The fuzzy ears still did not reappear.

"Those are my favorite bushes you know. They're not in bloom right now but in the spring they're so lovely. Their flowers are so beautiful. I wish they were blooming all year."

Tawny ears slowly appeared in the foliage, flickering ever once in a while as if the catch any words they might not have heard. Blue eyes softened and she continued.

"But I guess that would take the magic out of them. You wouldn't appreciate them if they were always there. You take things for granted when they never change. Perhaps that's why everything we would normally take for granted comes in cycles. Short enough so you appreciate them but regular enough for you to put hope in their return."

The woman was so caught up in her thinking that she didn't notice the thin figure that sat itself down just outside of the brush. She looked up from the ground and blue eyes met swirling gold ones. The woman jolted backward and the girl once again retreated to her hiding spot. The woman starred at the bush in shock before she gently scooted forward. She tried to get a glimpse of the little girl through the bushes but saw nothing.

"I'm sorry if I scared you little one, I was just shocked. Everything okay, you can come out." Not a leaf stirred.

The woman listened to her surrounding for a few more minutes before she stood up and returned inside. The girl listened as the door shut once more and heard the click of a light switch. She peaked out of the bush and quickly noticed the dark window. She was about to leave when the steady thrum of wheels made her flicker backwards. She buried herself further behind the porch and watched as several military vehicles stopped in front of the house.

She flinched involuntarily when the loud sound of boots was heard walking up to the door. The click of the light switch and soft swish of the door opening greeted her ears and she mentally prepared herself for capture.

"Excuss me Ma'am we're looking for a rabid wolf that recently escaped the Zoo. We've tracked it to this area and we were wondering if you might have seen it."

"Sorry um, Officer?"

"My apologies Ma'am, Officer Simmons."

"Well Officer Simmons, I'm glad to report that I have not seen a rabid wolf around these parts."

"Thanks for your help Ma'am. Sorry to disturb you. If you do see it please call this number."

"Of Course Officer, have a nice night."

"You too Ma'am."

The girl crawled forward just a little bit and watched as the vehicles drove away. She waited for the click of lights but heard nothing. She crawled out of the brush but stopped immediately. Sitting on the ground was the woman, strawberry blonde hair clipped up as she looked at the card in her hands with distain. She glanced up when the leaves rustled and the two starred at each other once again.

"They were looking for you weren't they?" Her ears flattened against her head as she starred at the ground before looking at the woman and nodding.

"Why did they do to you?" Her ears perked up in surprise. In a timid and shaky voice she answered.

"They hurt me, changed me, and now they try to kill me."

The woman smiled sorrowfully at her before ripping the card in two. The girl jumped back, surprised at the noise made by the card in the quiet night. The woman sent her another smile but this one filled with a level caring that was new.

"Well I guess you'll just stay with me and my family then." The woman got up and walked over to the steps before looking at the shocked girl.

"Judy Witwicky is not just going to let government hacks abuse a poor child and neither will Ron. You'll be safe with us, if you want."

"Why?"

"Why not?"