summary: The change of weather didn't explain her change of heart. It didn't explain why.
a/n: This one was a little difficult, but I like the idea overall. (: Tell me what you think, please.
disclaimer: GG doesn't belong to me.
20 Good Gone Bad
Branches whipped across my face. My hands fell wrist-deep in mud, and still I tumbled forward, faster and faster.
"Liz!" Lightning cracked outside as I said her name, as if on cue. The pitter-patter of rain was soft only moments ago, but now it was hard and unwavering.
"Liz!" I shouted pleadingly. "You don't know what you're doing!"
She cackled. That in and of itself wasn't right. Liz—the one I knew and loved—did not cackle. She giggled. She didn't invent droids to destroy. She made them for the grade, mostly, and for herself, for fun. She wasn't bad.
"Do you honestly think I don't know what I'm doing?" she questioned smugly.
She was right. Of course she was. Of course she knew what she was doing. She was Liz, the single smartest girl in the state—probably the whole country. She knew exactly what she was doing.
"Get her out of here," Liz commanded one of her high tech robots.
The machine nodded and grabbed me. I snagged my arm away. "I can find my own way out."
"Oh, I know you can, Cam," Liz said, " And I know you can find a way back in. You don't want to stick around for what I've got in store." She was still protecting me. Liz was still in there.
"Take her away," she ordered again.
The robot's restraints on me were harder this time.
I was half way outside when I couldn't keep it in any longer, "Liz." The robot paused. "Liz… Why?"
She hesitated before answering, "Why not?"
I could think of a million reasons why not but I was a little preoccupied being pushed out the door and rolling down a hill in the middle of a freak thunderstorm to answer her.