Chapter 7
The cold clung to Sky's skin. She shivered slightly.The temperature had fallen rapidly
with the sun and now stung and bit every area of exposed flesh. Perhaps the only thing
keeping Sky warm was the anger that still welled inside her body. Her breath came out
succinctly in dark puffs of smoke. She was tired, worse than that upset. Max. Her lips
curled up with disgust. She couldn't believe it. Logan trusted that little brunette jerk over
her! Why? Did he not think she could handle herself? She had looked Max up and
down, and could testify to the fact that Max was no bigger of build than herself. Yet,
there was something else about the girl , some enigma Logan hadn't revealed to her. Still,
it didn't excuse his favoritism. Sky had survived many hardships. She was strong in her
will and her athleticism. He had never understood that. Logan had never saw what she
could be, what she was. There was a fire in her core...she didn't always tap into it...but it
was still there, beating in her chest. She just had to find it again.
Sky walked close to the walls of neighboring buildings. Her meditative walk had left her
out past curfew, and she didn't want to consider what might happen if she was caught.
The punishment depended on the disposition of the officer. Some would let you go with
some minor harassment. Some would take every valuable possession you had on you at
the time, and a few would strip you of your dignity and innocence. She sighed in an
expression of momentarily relief. The night seemed so thick, and the darkness was
comforting and concealing.
It was then that Sky thought she noticed a slight shift in the shadows. For a moment her
paranoia suggested that there might be something behind her. She began to quicken her
pace as her heart accelerated its beat. After a few moments Sky was convinced that
everything had been in her mind, until...there it was again. She sighed. The night patrol
had caught her. She began to turn around and spill out some excuse when her eyes
widened with terror.
Three dark figures encircled her. She glanced around frantically for an escape. There was
nowhere to go. A raspy voice emerged from amongst the dark outlines. "We've been
looking for you awhile...Cale." Sky remained frozen . The way he said her name... she
knew who her attackers were and what they were there for. She had to calm herself, it
was her only chance...if she let fear control her, freeze her nerve and strategy, they
would beat her. And Sky knew that meant one thing...her death. Quickly she flipped over
them, landing on her feet, and then continued flipping backwards in endless repetitions. It
felt good to stretch her muscles as her hands grazed the pavement. When she had gained
several feet she began sprinting. Sky knew what she was up against and trying to stand
her ground was futile. They would overpower her...she had seen the result before. Her
movements were brisk and graceful. The cold air began burning in her lungs as she darted
through the deserted streets.
Sky looked behind her once...they were gaining, after that she couldn't look back. It
would cause her to lose her confidence. The sounds of their footsteps echoed through her
head. As she rounded the corner she stopped short. A dead-end. The walls were too high,
you would have to be a superhuman to scale them. "It's useless to run Cale. We'll always
find you." Sky swallowed the lump in her throat. If they did kill her, at least she would go
down fighting. She wouldn't give into the fears her body lusted for.
"Bring it on." A hatred consumed her, one she had experienced only once before. The
three figures closed in. Sky fought with all the strength she had, however it did no good.
Every time she managed to tear one man off her, another would strike her with vicious
force. She refused to give up, she refused to die. Finally in one last effort she kicked them
off her and jumped towards the wall. Her fingers clutched at the bricks, but the weight
was too much. She couldn't hold on, and her fingers were cut by grit on the short slide
down to the ground. Then the leader thrust his hand forward and wrapped it around her
neck. An ecstasy appeared in his eyes. He smiled sadistically as he increased the pressure
on Sky's windpipe...she clawed him furiously, but the slight stings didn't phase him.
"Good bye...Mrs. Cale." Those were the last words Sky heard as the world seemed to
darken around her. Her lungs ached for air. She began to gasp, and then finally let go.
Her attacker seemed amused.
Sky's body slumped to the ground. The two men looked towards their leader. Their
breaths intermingled. The powerful man stood up apparently satisfied. "It's
finished. Someone will clean her up in the morning." They nodded and followed him,
disappearing into the softly falling rain.
The cold clung to Sky's skin. She shivered slightly.The temperature had fallen rapidly
with the sun and now stung and bit every area of exposed flesh. Perhaps the only thing
keeping Sky warm was the anger that still welled inside her body. Her breath came out
succinctly in dark puffs of smoke. She was tired, worse than that upset. Max. Her lips
curled up with disgust. She couldn't believe it. Logan trusted that little brunette jerk over
her! Why? Did he not think she could handle herself? She had looked Max up and
down, and could testify to the fact that Max was no bigger of build than herself. Yet,
there was something else about the girl , some enigma Logan hadn't revealed to her. Still,
it didn't excuse his favoritism. Sky had survived many hardships. She was strong in her
will and her athleticism. He had never understood that. Logan had never saw what she
could be, what she was. There was a fire in her core...she didn't always tap into it...but it
was still there, beating in her chest. She just had to find it again.
Sky walked close to the walls of neighboring buildings. Her meditative walk had left her
out past curfew, and she didn't want to consider what might happen if she was caught.
The punishment depended on the disposition of the officer. Some would let you go with
some minor harassment. Some would take every valuable possession you had on you at
the time, and a few would strip you of your dignity and innocence. She sighed in an
expression of momentarily relief. The night seemed so thick, and the darkness was
comforting and concealing.
It was then that Sky thought she noticed a slight shift in the shadows. For a moment her
paranoia suggested that there might be something behind her. She began to quicken her
pace as her heart accelerated its beat. After a few moments Sky was convinced that
everything had been in her mind, until...there it was again. She sighed. The night patrol
had caught her. She began to turn around and spill out some excuse when her eyes
widened with terror.
Three dark figures encircled her. She glanced around frantically for an escape. There was
nowhere to go. A raspy voice emerged from amongst the dark outlines. "We've been
looking for you awhile...Cale." Sky remained frozen . The way he said her name... she
knew who her attackers were and what they were there for. She had to calm herself, it
was her only chance...if she let fear control her, freeze her nerve and strategy, they
would beat her. And Sky knew that meant one thing...her death. Quickly she flipped over
them, landing on her feet, and then continued flipping backwards in endless repetitions. It
felt good to stretch her muscles as her hands grazed the pavement. When she had gained
several feet she began sprinting. Sky knew what she was up against and trying to stand
her ground was futile. They would overpower her...she had seen the result before. Her
movements were brisk and graceful. The cold air began burning in her lungs as she darted
through the deserted streets.
Sky looked behind her once...they were gaining, after that she couldn't look back. It
would cause her to lose her confidence. The sounds of their footsteps echoed through her
head. As she rounded the corner she stopped short. A dead-end. The walls were too high,
you would have to be a superhuman to scale them. "It's useless to run Cale. We'll always
find you." Sky swallowed the lump in her throat. If they did kill her, at least she would go
down fighting. She wouldn't give into the fears her body lusted for.
"Bring it on." A hatred consumed her, one she had experienced only once before. The
three figures closed in. Sky fought with all the strength she had, however it did no good.
Every time she managed to tear one man off her, another would strike her with vicious
force. She refused to give up, she refused to die. Finally in one last effort she kicked them
off her and jumped towards the wall. Her fingers clutched at the bricks, but the weight
was too much. She couldn't hold on, and her fingers were cut by grit on the short slide
down to the ground. Then the leader thrust his hand forward and wrapped it around her
neck. An ecstasy appeared in his eyes. He smiled sadistically as he increased the pressure
on Sky's windpipe...she clawed him furiously, but the slight stings didn't phase him.
"Good bye...Mrs. Cale." Those were the last words Sky heard as the world seemed to
darken around her. Her lungs ached for air. She began to gasp, and then finally let go.
Her attacker seemed amused.
Sky's body slumped to the ground. The two men looked towards their leader. Their
breaths intermingled. The powerful man stood up apparently satisfied. "It's
finished. Someone will clean her up in the morning." They nodded and followed him,
disappearing into the softly falling rain.
