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Her movements were slow that day. Normally she could shovel and compact several cubes in just a minute, but minutes seemed like hours as she came near to finishing her first trash cube in 10 minutes of lazy scooping. She'd sapped the area where the buttons where, hoping she'd press the right one. Evidently it was the right one, as the noise of grinding metal began emitting from the old machine. She sighed, sliding him back down the side of the compressor till him bottom hit the ground. She felt like there was literally no energy left within herself to carry out her duties. Even Hal sensed his master's unrest, as he plopped down next to her and rested his head on her thigh.
She absently stoked him as she pulled out a zippo-lighter from her front pocket, flicking it on just like Eve-n showed her.
Wally just stared at the tiny little flame, thinking of the evening they spent together just looking at interesting objects. It was the first time she'd interacted with another human being in forever, and it was a boy no less. But the few minutes she'd spent with him were the most eventful and happiest in her life. She'd felt truly alive.
She remembered seeing his face, the image of a boy that could strike so much affection into her, making her feel immeasurable love for him. She remembered his blue eyes, looking at them when they talked for the very first time. She remembered how he felt up-close, his warm skin making her ache to be held by him, or ate least feel the touch of his hand on hers. But no matter how close as she got, he felt like a world apart.
She remembered his laugh, and how cute he was when he tried to hide it. It made her love making him laugh as much as possible. She thought of the moment when she'd tried to hold his hand, how she came so close to feeling the warmth of them. But she'd cowered away at the last second, just because she was afraid Eve-n didn't feel the same way and would kill her if she dared try.
She thought of the way he was now: cold, lifeless, unresponsive; maybe lost completely.
"What if he never wakes up?"
The question resounded in her mind. Though he was there physically, Wally felt more alone than ever. She felt like she was left without a world, without a life, without a reason…
An earthquake reverberated through the city. She snapped back into reality, the accelerating wind blowing the lighter's flame out. But she knew something was out of place. Earthquakes never caused such strong winds.
A familiar roaring sound echoed from somewhere, "A building collapsing? Is that whats causing all this?" She wondered.
Hal was on his feet and barking at the light emerging from the sky. The light of rocket engines, Eve-n's ship had returned.
Her mind immediately alerted her of what that meant.
"No!" She stood up.
Wally had never run faster in her life. Even faster than when her life was endangered by sandstorms, falling towers, floods, or any emergency that involved her own safety. No, she was running because he was in trouble. She'd nearly forgotten about Hal, who was struggling to keep up.
Her worst fears were confirmed when the giant recon ship that Eve-n had arrived on landed next to the bridge. She was almost there, but the rocket's side had opened up a cargo bay facing her truck.
"EVA-N!"
A pang of fear came over her as she saw a robotic arm reach out and grab Eve-n's cryo-pod, retracting it into the cargo bay. He was leaving— no, being taken away.
"EVA-N!" she screamed, lungs burning and heart racing.
She refused to sit back and lose him forever. No! She was going to get to him, tell him that she loved him, and hold his hand. Even if it takes forever to free him, and even if she dies trying
Wally knew what she had to do, she must get onboard.
But as she reached her truck, she heard panting that wasn't. She looked back to see Hal run-in along with her. She skidded to a stop as she reached the truck, turning around and addressing him.
"No!" she commanded, stopping Hal in his tracks. She shoed him up the ramp of the truck.
"Stay!" she said sternly, pointing a finger at him. He seemed to understand as he sat down. She hurriedly pecked him on the nose, bumping their foreheads together.
She whipped around, the sound of the ships engine getting ready for lift-off snapping her into a panicked hurry. Eve-n's ship would launch any minute.
She jumped off the ramp of the truck, sprinting after Eve-n. She nearly ran over the edge of the bridge, trying fruitlessly to grab onto his pod with her outstretched arm. The pod was retracted into the ship, and Wally realizes that there is only one way to get on. She was gonna have to jump. It was a 100 meter drop to the dried up Hudson riverbed; to certain death if she missed.
The cargo bay doors began closing. Wally panicked, mentally and physically racing against tremendous odds.
She had no time to contemplate further. She ran back a few feet, swerving around and boosting her speed with all her might as she sprinted like a mad man. She outstretched her arms and jumped.
She barely made it. She landed in the cargo hold as the bay doors sealed shut behind her, the locks clicking in place with a hissing sound.
She stumbled up to a standing position, her feet throbbing from the impact as she looked all around her for his pod.
"Eva-n?" she cried out to him.
Noticing a ladder to her left, she clumsily dashed over. Clamping her hands down, she tried to steadily climb to the higher decks where her best chance of finding Eve-n's pod was. The pain in her feet was worsening, and her feet slipped every step she took. She gritted her teeth and pressed on.
A series of whirling sounds rung in her ears as the ship's ignition systems and fuel-supplying turbo-pumps powered up. Wally didn't have so much a second to prepare herself for the deafening blast that resounded throughout the hull. The sound enveloped her body, making her body tremble in ways she never thought possible.
The rocket boosters ignited.
Wally could only cling tightly to the support latter for dear life as the ship lifted off. She screamed in terror as the g-force racked onto her body.
Back on the ground, Hal cowered for cover as a pillar of smoke, dust, and heat spanned out in all directions. The rocket engines ignited in an earth-shaking roar of fire.
A column of white-hot flames stretch into the sky as the reconnaissance ship rose clear off the ground and into the sky. Shortly before going supersonic, a cone-shaped visible shockwave formed around the hull of the ship, and moments later an ungodly crack of thunder resonated through the sky as the ARV broke the sound barrier. Slowly, the recon ship arched its very visible trajectory to the east as it flew higher and higher. The sound of its mighty engines fell into faint whispers of rumbling in the sky.
All was quiet again as Hal came out from the cover of a collapsed freeway sign, only to see the curved arch of smoke that was already fading in the wind. He looked higher to watch the now tiny moving speck of the rocket disappear into invisible pinpricks. If Hal wasn't mistaken, he thought he heard Wally's shrieks that were almost as loud as the rocket engines, both fading out as the ship left the atmosphere.
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