Vein's POV
I had no choice; I had to run or I would be put back in that goddamned rehabilitation center. I had been running for nearly two hours, with the police droids hot on my tail. I ducked into a deserted alleyway, and hid behind some crates until the patrol speeder went by. A clap of thunder rolled across the city, and the walls slightly shook as the rain started to fall. I crouched down and tried to shield myself from the rain with an old garbage bag.
As the sky grew dark, and the dirty criminals grew aroused, I didn't feel very safe, especially when some drunk men passed by. They stopped when they saw me, and one of them stumbled forward, wobbling slightly.
"What's a sexy whore like you doing in a shit-hole like this?" he asked me, voice slurred from the liquor. I didn't respond. "Not much of a talker, eh? I could probably make you scream," he chuckled, hiccupping softly.
"If you really think I'll go with you and get raped…you need to grow a set," I spat. He looked surprised that I had actually spoken at all.
"Oh, I could prove that to ya, babe," he responded, a wicked smile on his unshaved face. He started to move closer to me, until he reached down to grasp my arm, I snapped. I kicked him in the kiwis before performing a judo-flip, sending him onto the ground. I pinned his arms behind his back. I leaned in so I could talk to him. I heard the others run away screaming.
"This sexy whore doesn't do well with her enemies, and I suggest you avoid getting put on my list," I whispered in his ear. I let him go, and watched him run away and fall on his face. He didn't get back up. I spotted a clone patrol trooper pass by.
"Officer!" I called. He stopped and looked at me. He just stared at me for a minute before dropping his gun and running to me, embracing me tightly. He took off his helmet to reveal someone I never expected to see again: Rain.