Chapter eight-Chase? (Kirstey)

I ran through the field, the vacated area of brick and concrete. I spotted the ladder, I was near it. I could hear them charging after me, knowing they would trap me. I scattered up the ladder., and stood looking at the rim of the bent railing infrount of me.

"This will be crazy, but fun." I muttered, and prepared myself for a decent landing. My plan was insane. Run and jump of a twenty foot wall. In fact, I was insane for the thought. But boy, it would give me something to do.

"Come on, Kiki, your surrounded." Deanna's voice called. "Nope. Time for some fast flying." I shouted, making sure they heard me. All of them heard me.

Deanna understood my thought. "No! Don't you dare!" She shouted. "Kirstey! What are you!" Joanna's voice rang up as I started bonding toward the railing.

"NO!" Joanna screamed. Everything slowed down, strangely. I was in motion, bonding and leaping. Five inches from the rail, ten, two feet. Out of reach. It felt like I was flying, air nearly eating me alive, but in a gentle way.

"Kirstey!" Grace's voice screamed, time buzzed back to reality. I was falling now. I braced myself for impact, posing myself in one of those 'Getting ready to sprint again' figure things.

I landed, a light thud echoing our valley. I hadn't broke anything, but something broke inside me. Hope. I landed looking up, staring at a guy in black uniform. It had to be nearly nine at night, so this guy blended as well as a shadow at night.

I recognizing the uniform and yelped, falling back. "War my friend. War!" He chuckled, vanishing and I sat their, wide eyed and afraid. The gates behind me opened. "Kirstey are you okay?" Grace's terrified voice called.

"F-fine. But revenge night is canceled. We got war preparations to make…" I muttered, leaving them all confused.