To Love
Zakuro glowers down at the guards chortling at the base of the tree. It's just her luck to have waited a long time, hour's maybe, for the guards to leave and then fall asleep. Now there are more guards and they don't seem to be moving any time soon. She growls quietly and kicks at a small rock. It soars through the air and whacks a guard on the head. He stumbles around blindly for a moment then picks up his gun and shoots. Thankfully, Zakuro was faster. She had disappeared the moment it thunked against his head. She used the guard's surprised yell to cover the sound of rustling leaves as she made her escape.
Zakuro stops a few hundred metres from the guards. She crouched down in a bush. Her eyes are intently focused on the flashing red light above a dark grey metal door. There's a pad beside, probably to enter the access code. Now all she needs is for someone to come along and open the door, and a good distraction from the forest. She reaches behind herself and removes a small black ball on a string. Zakuro glowers at it distastefully before carefully placing on the ground. She presses a small button on the top and a bright red light bursts into life. Then it dulls and she pulls out a black screen from the base of it and opens it out. A perfect image of the door and pad are mirrored on the screen. Zakuro glances back at the camera before breaking into a run deeper and deeper into the forest.
Hours later, a guard waltzes up to the door and reaches for his access card. He swipes it and starts pressing in his access code. A loud, low snarl catches his attention and he turns with his gun in hand. Suddenly everything is quiet again. He relaxes and the door slides open. Then a large monstrous creature roars as it breaks out of the cover of the forest. The guards panic and some even drop their weapons. The guard at the door is too busy staring at the creature with absolute shock, horror and fear. Of course, being busy staring at that, he doesn't notice the Mew slipping past him and inside the big grey building. Only a split second later, as the doors are sliding closed does he see her. Her eyes meet his terrified gaze in a superior way and then, with a clang the door is closed.
Zakuro turns around to look at the maze of hallways in front of her. The walls are made of the same dull metal. The ceiling is most likely metal hidden by the hanging wires. The floor is made of steel mesh. Not good for sneaking around a maximum security… It's definitely maximum security. She looks around herself with a glare. Behind her, outside, screams are suddenly reverberating throughout the building. Clomping footsteps catch her attention and she snarls angrily. Her eyes just catch a glimpse of the red light of a surveillance camera before she grabs onto a thick wire and pulls herself up. The guards storm past her and enter a code into another pad before the door opens for them.
She flinches back from the gruesome scenes taking outside. She's never seen so much blood before. Her eyes dart to the black armour clad guards preparing to enter the fray. From their black helmets to their padded vests and black trousers to their polished boots. Regret swells up in her; because they're obviously not ready. She watches them go with a heavy heart and relief shoots through her when the doors slide closed. Her only solace is that she didn't know any of them. Well, they were wearing masks so she'll never know, but she likes to think that she doesn't. Zakuro closes her eyes ad stops the guilt from reaching her eyes.
She reaches out for another cable and pulls herself towards it. Then another cable. She can't risk being caught by the cameras after all. Another few inches forward and she stops. The metal mesh flooring in the hall above her clangs as people walk overhead. Her breathing turns shallow and she stops moving completely. Above her the people stop moving and laugh heartily. She curses her luck silently and wishes they would move on. One of the people shut up though and a crash echoes painfully close to her. She flinches from the uncomfortable sound. Almost immediately wishing she hadn't.
"What was that?" a woman's voice asks, suspicious.
"What're you talking about?" someone asks.
"The cables, they moved," she replies. Her voice growing closer.
Author's Note: Sorry, sorry again. I actually had this finished and all written up, but something must have happened and I forgot. Ah, yes that's what happened. Oh, by the way, do I need to state the disclaimer every time? I'm not too keen on copying and pasting it, it takes away some of the nice feeling of accomplishment. That's what I think anyway.
Now, onto more depressing news; and you probably should need to read this. By the end of February, I will probably have quit. Never fear though, I'll leave my stories up to be admired or hated or whatever you feel. I so wanted to make this a trilogy, but unfortunately the end is nearing and I have other stories I want to put up. Anyway, I can't state why I'm leaving for the public to see, but I might explain if you PM me. Oh well, until next chapter. Sayonara.