Chas sped through the forest, leaves and twigs flying behind his legs. Every tree, every log, every obstacle was blurred. His eyes watered as debris and bugs aimed straight into his eyes.
No wonder all the speedy superheroes in the old comics wear goggles, he thought, as tears formed at the corner of his eyes. He wiped them away, and continued to run at the speed of sound through the forest.
He didn't know where he was going, or how he was going to get his pursuer off his back. He didn't dare slow down and look behind him, because he had a feeling the blue soldier was not far behind. Chas needed a new tactic, and he needed it soon.
He turned as sharply as he could manage, grasses and small trees being torn up behind him in the process. From the corner of his eye he saw the soldier struggling to gain footing and turn himself around. Chas took advantage of the blue soldier's disability and shot forward across him, forcing the soldier to turn again. Chas made a quick look behind his back, to see the soldier was farther behind him than before. But he didn't have time to be relieved, because it was clear that the even though the blue soldier wasn't great at maneuvering, he was faster than Chas.
He jumped over a rock, and made a S curve through the trees. More blurs came at him at a frightening pace, and he frantically tried to find a clear path. Brambles and thorns snagged his clothes and slit through his skin.
Shit shit shit
Blood streamed out of his cuts, like some sick form of ribbons. The pain was awful, but he continued at his pace. Maybe going through the forest wasn't such a good idea he thought, dodging some tree branches.
Then it happened.
Out from the blurs came something that was horrendously clear.
The blue soldier, running side by side with Chas.
Ree had never driven anything before.
Which was probably why she crashed the water truck before she could even turn it around.
Her original plan was to drive to a road, wait until Em gathers the rest of the flock, ditch all tracking devices off the truck, steal the water out of it, and haul some booty out of there. But crashing the truck not even ten minutes into the plan pretty much ruined all aspects of it being successful.
As the front of the truck was being crushed by the strong walls of the dome like an aluminum can, Ree felt an out of body experience. She could see the truck's interior metal parts flying and the steering wheel dislodge. She saw herself closing her eyes, and the gossamer tone cover her skin, moments before the metal crushed her legs. She was propelled forward, and she was back in her body once again.
Ree didn't feel herself fly into the walls, nor she see it happen. Her eyes were closed for whatever reason, a strange habit she developed when she phased through things. But what gave it away was a moment of complete blackness through her eyelids, then a sudden a lighter tone. She opened her eyes, and she was back on the ground once more.
She lay still propped against a wall, her straight black hair draped over part of her face. She was completely dazed, and didn't notice she instinctively changed back into her regular skin. Her vision focused then unfocused, like someone was adjusting a camera lense. She blinked slowly, trying to organize her thoughts.
I could have died. If I had a tablespoon of water for every time that almost happened I would never be thirsty again...
She giggled, then stopped abruptly.
No. No giggling.
That was when her vision finally cleared. Her thoughts suddenly became sharper as she came to a startling realization.
She did not crash into a desalination center.
Action scenes are hard! Grrrrr! I'm learning a lot from writing it though, so it's a fun experience, I guess.
Anywho, you know the drill, read and review por favor! Thanks!