Mirror's Edge
With An Old Friend Comes New Feelings

"It's been a long time Faith!"

A week passed by quickly and Faith quickly became the top female runner amongst the others and she quickly helped the revolutionary groups start their plans for a big rebellion against the government. There was one runner who she heard of but it seemed that no one knew who he was but only that his skill and agility were unmatched by anyone else ever seen; she was the closest to matching him but she still had a long way to go before she could even think of challenging him to a race. Kate was allowed to stay with a group called "The Clippers" and they were also the group that Faith had to deliver the most messages to and from. Everything seemed to be settling back to the way it was before until one day…

Misinformed, Faith blindly ran into an ambush by the government. A man stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"Faith Connors! I thought we would never find you again! I'm Lieutenant Maximillion!" said the man.
Faith remained silent and gripped the bag slung over her shoulder, showing that she had no intention of giving him the bag. He chuckled and walked closer to her, to which she responded by walking backwards until she reached a wall. He held out his hand.
"Give me the bag and I'll let you live, if you don't, consider this the end of your career," he said with a sneer.
"Never you bastard!" she screamed.
He seemed to exhibit a face of frustration and raised the outstretched hand. She knew what was going to happen and there wasn't anything she could do about it. Before he could drop his hand, he looked up and looked astonished at something. He quickly hit her temple, knocking her partially unconscious and he tried to take the bag but before he could, a figure jumped down from the small building behind her and took him as a human shield. She couldn't make out the figure and her vision began to fade. The figure threw him into another soldier before he took out a pistol and swiftly took down each of the soldiers. He then walked over to her and the last thing she could remember was a hand coming towards her face.
Faith woke up in a warm room on a soft bed with a blanket over her. She slowly sat up and examined the room. Before she did anything else, she shook in fear and absent-mindedly tried to grab the bag around her shoulder but found nothing. A voice calmed her down.
"Relax, I took care of the message for you, you were in no condition to move on with the mission," said the voice.
She turned to see a man about her age by his handsome looks. He had short, black and spiky hair, flawless skin and he wore a black tank-top with a pair of black cargo pants along with a black jacket. He also wore a necklace that resembled the fang of a wolf. He smiled at her before sitting down in front of her.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"In my home, I'm a Runner like you are but I do jobs on occasion and normally, it's the big jobs that I get," he said with a smile.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I should ask you that question first, because it seems that someone set you up to get ambushed and I must know your name so I can ensure this never happens again," he explained folding his arms and leaning back on the chair.
"My name is Faith Connors, I work for several of the revolutionary groups around here, I was a Runner for about five years until I went into hiding a year ago," she explained.
He raised his eyebrow.
"Why did you go into hiding?" he asked.
"Because of several incidents before, my sister Kate was kidnapped by one of us, I presume you've heard of a guy named Jackknife?" she asked.
He nodded.
"I see…so you are the Runner who gave the government so much trouble back then," he said with a laugh.
"Now answer my question, who are you?" she asked.
He smiled at her.
"You don't recognize me?" he asked.
"I have never met you before," she said.
He raised his eyebrow again, keeping the smile on his face before he raised his right arm and showed her a marking that was just like the one on her eye and this made her eyes widen.
"It's been a long time Faith…" he said in a soothing voice.
She didn't speak; she couldn't because she found this impossible to believe.
"Yes Faith, it's me, Takashi but your friends know me as Wanderer, I am the legendary Runner," he said with a smile.
Tears came to her face before she flung herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her head into his chest. He laughed.
"I'm glad to see you too!" he said.
"Takashi…" she whispered.
"I knew you wouldn't recognize me, so I kept that tattoo you gave me ten years ago when we were kids, I never forgot about you and my god…you've grown so much and you look so beautiful," he said.
She lifted her head from his chest and blushed. He handed her a picture of herself in her teenaged years. The picture showed him and her with her on his back, laughing while he made a goofy looking face. She looked back at him and she reached into her pocket and showed him a picture.
"This was me one year ago," she said.
He looked at it before looking back at her and smiling.
"You look different than you did before now," he said smiling at her.
She blushed. Over the one year span she hid, her hair grew down to her ribs, she grew slightly taller but she was not as tall as he was, her curves became more noticeable and defined and her recent running activities has gotten her more toned but it wasn't toned enough to make her look unattractive. Looking at the picture of him, Takashi definitely changed. He grew much taller and his muscles were extremely toned though it looked like it would only show if he took off his shirt. In away, her old friend seemed…appealing. There was never a time in her life when she found someone handsome or appealing and if he could pull that off, he was a god.
He smiled at her again.
"It's really been too long Faith…"