Sword of Damocles: Chapter 8
Written by Invader Bast
-------- Bast --------
Okay, so. There I was, in a dark, filthy alleyway, with my alien fiancé, who happened to be drugged up at that moment. What a way to spend a weekend, eh? I held Dai close to me, hoping that one of our friends would find us soon. But I couldn't move Dai at all. First of all, I don't know what those drugs did to him. But he was getting very cold from laying on the ground. Second, feds were probably swarming the city, looking for us at that very moment. So, I couldn't do anything. The only choice I had was to sit on my ass and hope for the best.
I hoped that my friends got out alright. I hoped they were all together and safe. But what good is hoping, anyway? Hoping for things doesn't make it happen. Hoping is just a reaction we all have. Hoping is for clouding our minds and making us believe that everything will be alright. Even when it's all down the shitter. I sighed, and pulled Dai closer. He was getting colder. I seized the tail of my coat and threw it over me and it landed with a quiet wisp onto Dai's arms. I rubbed up and down his shoulders, trying to get some warmth into him. Body heat and a flimsy coat won't be much help, but it was the best I could do.
Dai moaned. I murmured "It's gonna be alright..." over and over again, prying to every God I could think of not to make me a liar.
I could hear sirens in the distance. More feds must have been showing up at our house. I shivered, thinking about how close we still were to the house. We were so close... the feds and cops could walk right by us, and we're as good as the next lab experment. Images of tubes, wires and needles filled my head, and I shuddered. It was a horrible thought.
My ears perked (I hadn't thought to change into my human form at the time) when I hear two fimilar voices. One was male, deep and low, and easily carried. The other was somewhat high pitched. It was female. I was able to hear the words "Slarking", "Get out of here" and "Lasers" from the male. It was Red. The female voice that was yelling must have been Tabby.
Why hadn't they gone with the rest of the group?! I winced and held Dai closer to me when I heard voices that weren't Red or Tabby's. Feds, they must have been. My ears still perked, I eased Dai into a sitting position, leaning against the wall of a building. I took off my coat and draped it over him, before tip-toeing to the end of the allyway. I needed to hear what was going on.
A shudder ran though me as I heard the signs of a struggle. The goddamned feds where trying to take Red and Tabby, no doubt. With a quick glance over my shoulder at Dai, I left the allyway. I headed twards Zim's house, and by the time I got within sight of it, there was a stitch in my side. I hadn't run that far, but it still hurt. I could see cop cars, trucks and humans all running around inside the base. And Red and Tabby were being bound together and about to be thrown into a truck. I growled and ran to them. This was gonna be one hell of a night.