S.W.A.T
Chapter 10
Katrina let out a small breath as she stood on the start line, looking at the high course that stretched out ahead of her. Glancing back at her team, she was grateful that it had been a quiet lunch hour, without appearance of Rick's team.
"Where are Riley and Benoit?" Katrina asked as she leaned to the side.
The Rock hid a smile. "Well… Benoit went to repair the canvas and some other things. Riley followed him and checked what he did because she doesn't trust him."
"Neither do I," Katrina snorted as she stretched her arms out. "What's the record time on this thing anyway?"
"Like 21 minutes or something," The Rock said, shrugging. "Doesn't matter, really. I'll be glad if you all finish this godforsaken thing." Katrina smiled, feeling her stomach twist in several different directions, hoping that she wouldn't let her team down and get disqualified.
"You ready?" Benoit asked as he came trotting back, Riley glaring at his back, mimicking him as she stood beside Katrina.
"Good luck," Riley whispered to her as she backed away, nodding to Katrina. Aimee-Lee, Kyrie, and Roxie shot in their good-lucks, as did the rest of the team. Katrina readied herself at the line, bending down.
"READY?" Benoit yelled. She nodded, "SET?" Taking a deep breath, Katrina closed her eyes until the command was given. "GO!"
Katrina dashed for the wall, grabbing the rope as she neared it and continuing to run, holding her weight on the rope on her feet that were pressed against the wall, helping her up with small steps. She finished off the rope and got to the monkey bars at 1 minute, 25 seconds. Going quickly, she hit the monkey bars, going one at a time so fast that her hands were a blue. She landed on the canvas at 3 minutes, 25 seconds.
Katrina dashed into the bars, not hitting any until the last part, hitting the top bar. She hoisted herself up to the top bar that she'd hit and stood on it for a spilt second, and then launched herself over the rest of the bars, rolling to a stop on the second half of canvas. The time was at 6 minutes, 25 seconds as she sprinted on the canvas, skipping over the worn patches of canvas, and miraculously making it to the shaft. By the time she landed at the bottom, she was at 11 minutes, 25 seconds.
When she ran across, she had a hard time, veering away from her path to avoid getting shot three times. Once she ran into the tunnel, she glanced back, seeing Matt Hardy fresh on her tail. Yelping when his fingers almost brushed across her back, she heightened her speed and hit the wall. Near the top, Matt reached for her boot, his hand coming in close. She pulled her body up with her arms, pushing her legs up first to hang on the other side and help her up. Matt's hand grabbed at air.
By the time she finished with the logs, she was at 21 minutes. Katrina got past the pillars easily enough, and by the time she subdued the 10 shooters, she was at a time of 26 minutes. She pushed herself through the long air duct in 3 and half minutes, bringing her time to round at 29 minutes and 30 seconds.
Reaching the bomb, Katrina froze, knowing that she had no experience with disengaging them before. If the timer reached 5 minutes, she'd be disqualified. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed the wire cutters and looked at the mess of wires. Yellow, red, blue, and purple wires stood out. Closing her eyes, she clipped a wire, and waited for the small explosion, almost crying out in joy when it didn't happen. With renewed energy she ran off to the third wall, climbing it easily and making it to the finish.
"35 minutes, 17 seconds!" cried the timer as she passed the finish line, panting for breath. Her teammates and trainer grinned at her.
Aimee-Lee passed a cocky grin to Roxie, "I'm still winning."
"Barely," huffed Roxie, going to help Katrina up.
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