The quiet eeriness had settled itself in again as the teenager quit her running and just walked along the slightly narrowed hallway. The quietness was quite unsettling to her, even though it meant that nobody had been following her. They probably knew that she was on the ship, though, considering the rather obnoxious entrance she made when she hopped over the head of a certain Saiyan and punched another one into oblivion before dashing into the ship itself. Someone would be alerted soon, and deep down inside, she knew that somebody would locate her eventually. She didn't care about that though. The only person she cared about was the princess.
Keep your cool, Abreann... She mentally told herself repeatedly. It doesn't matter if I get myself caught. I can stay here and take the princess's place if need be. She let out an exasperated breath and, for God knows what reason again, she looked around the narrow hallway. If I end up getting caught, I will find my way out of here. I found my way in, so how hard can it be to find my way out with the princess? She shook her head to push any lingering thoughts aside and out of her mind as she continued to move herself along the cold and metallic floor. As she walked forward, she casted her look back down at her reflection across the floor. Her bangs fell to and fro in front of the left half of her face. Her arms and legs were only slightly bruised, and adorned with some scrapes and scratches. Her tank top was torn slightly along her left side. She looked as if she had been through the deepest and darkest depths of Hell, with dirt even smeared slightly across her cheeks.
She snapped herself back into reality, however, and stopped staring at her reflection when she heard footsteps behind her that weren't her own. They were a good distance-probably a good few feet-behind her, but she still didn't want to risk them apprehending her. She picked up the pace again slightly, her feet clicking against the floor as she pushed herself forward. I don't feel like getting caught when I'm so close to saving the princess. I can't afford to quit fighting. She looked behind her to make sure no one was there. They can't catch me; they WON'T catch me! I will save you, Kiriya!
The hallway seemed as if it stretched onward forever. Although, she could see a rather faint outline of a semi-lighted doorway I at the end of the hall. There's hope for us yet! She thought to herself as she cheered and became mentally excited. Now, she really didn't care. She bolted down the rest of the hallway to the door, her feet making rather loud and noticeable clanking sounds against the metal ground. I have found where they are keeping you, my princess! You don't have to be afraid any longer, Kiriya! I will rescue you; we will make it out of this place together! She began to breathe quite heavily as the air in her lungs slowly began to deplete itself with her nonstop running. The door inched closer and closer to her as she forcefully pushed herself forward. I...can't...give...up... She could feel herself losing control of her breath, but the princess was so close at hand; their escape wasn't that far out of reach. She had to push herself to keep moving forward. Giving up...is not my option!