Chronicles of Cable
The thrill of the chase was intoxicating. Speeding through unsteady rubble in stolen technologywas simply
delightful, and even though the hover cars hadn't spotted the Doctor yet, one wrong move could mean death.
( If the hover cars didn't catch her, collapsing metal sure will)
Dr Cable made sure her sensors and internal channel were all on 'off', while nervously maneuvering through ore.
She had cut herself off from all long length connections right before she left, so nobody could track or ping her.
There was no way this car could estimate her exact location, unless a homing chip had been installed in her while
under operation. (She would doubt that, though, since she conducted her own operation through a highly intelligent
computer program. Seriously, the woman could do it all.)
Except, for some reason beyond Cable, the thundering noise of air-lifters seemed to follow her. She glanced behind
her, noticing how the cars had separated at one point, each going to a different direction.
Surely the wardens weren't taking any chances when going about capturing 'illegal criminals'.
There where two hovers examining her building; one from the first floor up, and another, beginning from the highest
point down. Both where armed with extra-sensitive laser systems, programmed to pick up any object in a 100 mile radius,
and provide most possible information about it. If those lasers touched her, an automatic alarm would go off , informing of
human presence among all other metal components, that would then be transferred to all involved in the pursuit. The Special
narrowed her wolf-like eyes, knowing that she couldn't let that happen. Turning north, away from the wardens, Dr Cable
investigated all openings, and possible exits from the building. Spotting a favorable outlet, she once again plunged into darkness,
flying through the frame of the structure.
A sudden roar filled her ears.
It wasn't the hover cars, and the Doctor almost hesitated under a small crack above her, that was getting bigger
and bigger.She fluttered by in the nick of time, avoiding getting crushed by tons of crumbling metal. The instant
uproar of metal on metal
screamed throughout the complex, shaking the ground, and causing Dr Cable to double over from the impact
on her highly sensitive
ears. The noise seemed to blare like a wounded monster, striking the air around it, and jolting the vehicles above.
Another crack was on its way, on the spot of the collusion, and wardens or not, Cable had to get out of there,
before she actually
got herself killed. Speeding among metal, she hurried through an open gap, resulting in the scorching heat outside.
Another crash, this time more powerful, came from the building, blowing out dust and concrete into the Special's
face. It didn't help that her ears felt likethey were going to explode, or the fact that when she angled her board upward,
the blinding sunlight reflected from the bright white surface of her hover board, right into her eyes. After a few moments
of pain, she composed herself, only to find a hover car speedingin her direction. The two hover cars around the
collapsing structure where still shook, but her blazing hover board must have sent out a signal to the rest. Which meant
that, now, there was no where to hide. They had found her, and there was nothing to do now, but loose them.
And the Doctor wasn't taking any chances with buildings again.
They where coming closer, the one in the lead only a street away. Dr Cable sped through the streets in a desperate
game of cat and mouse.
It was odd. She usually played the cat.
But the warrants weren't stupid either. They where coming from all sides, trying to corner her. She escaped by maneuvering up and
down through the air, rapidly, but they where still on her tail, and the roar of lifters made her head throb.
She decided to loose the hover board, for now, since it was a clear beacon. Angling toward the ghost streets of the old city, she
began gaining speed. Checking her sneak suit, which was still in black armor mode, she tightened the hood over her face and
crouched low no the hover board, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey. If she pulled this off, she was promising herself a full-year vacation.
The sun-drenched crossroad was a mile away, but in her speed, she would reach it in just 10 seconds. Timing was crucial in these
moments, and she could not afford any mistakes.
8….7….6….
All the muscles in her body where tightened with anticipation as the seconds counted down in her head.
5…4…3…
Here it comes….
2…..
…1!
The board reached the destination, and an unexpected pool of sunlight hit its surface, creating a powerful reflection that
shone like a blazing fire .In a sudden, swift movement, the Special form jumped off of the speeding white mass, rolling
across the street, and landing perfectly through the broken window of a rusty car.
This whole transition happened in less that a second, leaving the board flying on, and fooling the hover cars above.
Dr Cable duck into the shelter of the car, as quiet and still as a rock. Her board sped into a complex straight ahead,
bringing it down with a ground-shaking roar.
The hover cars stopped. Their lasers were searching the structure carefully, looking for signs of life. After about half
an hour, they seemed to be completely accepting of the Doctor's death, and slowly left the ruins in a dusty mess.
Cable let out a sigh, but a razor-sharp pain surged through her whole body. She closed her eyes, and let the little
pings of nanos to heal anything broken.
Time to get back to that sleep she was so rudely awakened from.