June 9th, 2017
'Sirens, she's here.' A young boy, probably 12 or 13, sneaked around an alleyway. His rugged black tennis shoes, teared and worn red shirt, dirtied jeans, and ripped scarf, did not help him. They did provide a camouflage, but weren't much of clothing. His dark brown hair, matted. His dark brown eyes narrowed as the girl was in his sights. She was in a worn black and white long sleeve shirt, light blue shorts, and socks with bottoms to replicate shoes. Her hair wasn't too matted, but very dirty. Her skin was paler than it should have been. The boy stared at his own skin, nicely tanned. The girl also had brown eyes, narrowed on food. And, perhaps she was too focused on food as a black car neared her. The person driving the car had a gun. Police sirens could be heard, becoming louder by the second. The man in the car drew his gun, aimed for the girl. 'Let me guess, no witnesses?' The boy smirked. He was prepared to lung forward, but stopped. 'Can't interfere, at least not yet.' He heard the gun shots.
The girl collapsed to the ground, but seemingly did not make a sound. A women watching from across the street shrieked in absolute horror. 'Get up, get up. Get up!' The girl did not move. The boy looked a little closer. 'Bonier than normal. Probably to weak to move. That car will snap her bones easily.' Luckily, the car tires just missed vital organs, as she was able to be untouched under the vehicle. 'The sirens are getting closer.' Two police cars followed behind the black car. They stopped and two police officers got out of each car. One female officer immediately raced over to the collapsed girl.
"We need a medic!" The officer shouted. Another officer quickly called for one. The last two offices quickly began pursuing the vehicle. Just ahead of the vehicle was another cop car, blocking the exit.
"D ***!" The driver screamed. "$#*!"
"We're losing her!" The officer screamed. The other officer rushed over to help the girl. "We need to stop the bleeding." The other officer said. "How!?" The seemingly younger officer screamed frantically. "Apply firm, not too hard, pressure on the opening like this." The older officer carefully used a small towel to apply pressure on one of the girls bigger cuts. The younger officer grabbed a towel and copied what the older one was doing.
"That's it." The older officer said. "Okay." The younger one replied nervously.
The 2 other police officers, along with the ones in the cop car surrounded the driver. Handcuffs were placed on him and he was arrested. Soon, the sound of an ambulance could be heard, coming closer and closer. Finally, it arrived and the almost lifeless girl was lifted up onto a little bed in the ambulance. The younger cop volunteered to go in the ambulance with her.
'Ah, too bad. I was so close. Oh well, maybe next time. I guess I-' His thoughts were interrupted with another loud scream.
"Help! HELP! IT'S TAKING ME!" A women's voice could be heard saying. One of the cops nearby heard the plea for help and jumped into the cop car. He rushed right over to the origin of the scream. The young boy caustically followed.
The cop got out of his car, gun in hand, and carefully knocked on the door. A young woman could be heard yelling , "Coming ." She answered the door . her red hair slightly sloppy, but mostly clean . She wasn't wearing any makeup and was in an opaque pink nightgown.
"Yes?" The woman asked cluelessly.
"Ma'am, we heard a loud scream for help and thought that we should come investigate. Is everything okay here?" The officer replied.
"Why yes, officer. My TV was probably just on too loud. I was watching a horror movie." The woman said plainly.
'Yeah right.' The boy thought to himself. He was one of the select few people who knew what was going on, along with the girl and her old friend. The boy looked closer at the women, her eyes had a very thin film over them, softening the accuracy of the pupil and making the pupil and iris blend together more. The corners of her lips had small tears with the slightest bit of blood from the unnatural smiling the woman was doing. He looked for the most key sign carefully, a black vein, somewhere, anywhere. 'Where is it? Ugh!' The boy careful scanned the women, sometime veins were hidden under clothing. The boy gave up and walked away until he stumbled into a young woman.
The woman yelled, "Hey, watch it kid!", with fear in her voice.
"You can see it." The boy said, as if forgetting the young woman was there.
"See what?" The woman demanded, but lying as the shakiness of her voice gave it away.
"You know," The boy said with sudden realization. 'Someone else knows!' He thought with excitement.
"Look kid, I don't know what you're talking about, so I'm just going to get along my way." This time, the woman's lie was better. The determination in her voice, boldness in her eyes, she had somewhere to be.
'I should leave her alone, besides, I know where the others are,' he said aloud, "Okay, sorry ma'am."
The young woman walked off. The boy decided to follow the ambulance to see how the girl was doing. Unlike others, he knew she would recover soon. She always did, he remembered that, but does she remember him. It was getting really late. In the big city, it was crowded, but in the back ways, only streetlights lit the way. No stars shown in the sky. He decided to take a nap and go to the hospital later. 'Good luck on your journey and I hope you wish me good luck on mine.'
