Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for Tria; they all belong to Paramount. I am not making any money through this either.
The cold darkness beat upon the young woman. She raced through the undergrowth, brushing leaves apart and running, looking for somewhere to hide. She stumbled on an upturned rock, falling to the floor, the rain drumming on her face. The woman wanted to stop, she felt weary and tired, but the call of the enemy echoed in the wind, urging her to keep moving, to get away.
She pulled herself to her feet, using a branch of tree and continued to half run, half limp for her leg had been previously cut on a jagged piece of rock. Blood ran down her leg, dripping with the on pour of rain.
At last she found a cave, it was small, but would do if someone found her, hopefully not the enemy.
A storm started to brew above the luscious jungle. Lightening illuminated her face and revealed her brown eyes, dark with fear. Her face was etched with pain for her wound was getting more and more painful.
Thunder rumbled like the growling of a large cat, trying to find its prey.
The woman shuddered; the thunder travelled down her spine and made her feel cold inside.
Shouts flew on the wind. They were rough and unforgiving. The woman crouched behind a crevice in the cave, hiding herself from the view of her hunter.
She heard footsteps. They were soft, but could hear the crumbling of dry earth under their boots. The lightening struck again. The woman flinched and pushed herself into the crevice as much as possible.
'Search this cave,' ordered a gruff voice.
The woman tried to hold her breath so as to not attract attention to herself.
She could feel something.
Something was moving.
Her foot, she realised. Her foot was slipping under the dust. The woman started to panic. She couldn't attract attention, not now. She moved it back, but as she did some small rocks rolled down into the middle of the cave.
The enemy turned around. He was holding a molecular disruptor. Lightening struck. She held her breath again but it was pointless, he had seen the rocks. The man moved towards the direction in which the rocks had come from. Her direction. She contemplated making a run for it, but she knew that she would not survive. He pointed his gun in her direction. She gasped…..