Red snow fell and lay in irregular patterns, Metero ran on through it all.
Tears of fear and hatred blowing wildly into the freezing wind. She
clutched tightly to her little brother, Rock, fearing and believing in her
heart that if they caught up with her then he would be murdered as well.
She turned into a side-street and slumped down, rather unsteadily, onto the cold hard concrete. She was exhausted beyond belief and knew that she would not be able to keep running forever.but as long as she could reach the gate the Rock would be safe. He could get out of this hellhole and not have to suffer anymore.
Rock wriggled out of his sisters grip, and stared intently at her with large blue watery eyes. He had never seen his elder sister like this. She was usually strong and single minded, standing up with the crowds and shouting, but now she looked wrong to him. Sweat and grease covered most of her body, old seeped into her clothes and mud and slush clung to her thick brown hair.
As he stared at her, blood oozed from her mouth and she coughed splattering the pure white snow with it. He also noticed that her shirt had a dark stain on the left-hand side. He knew what had happened.he had seen it with his own eyes, but he did not believe it. Slowly he placed his small hand onto it and in a quiet voice said, "Sister?".
Metero cursed loudly and grabbed his hand, jerking it away from the wound, "Don't do that" her voice was sharp and startled Rock. Metero closed her eyes, knowing that he was only trying to help and warn her of what had happened but she could not let herself fall because of it, "Not much further, Rock. The you're out of here and this big bloody mess" she said more softly before raising herself up slowly and painfully and picking him up.
There was a sound behind them, Metero turned still clinging to Rock and watched with growing fear. A black covered person entered the space of light that showed through the opening to the side-street. Whoever it was made no sound but slowly raised its gun and cocked it back. "NO!" screamed Metero turning and running down the street.
Rock stared as the bullet seemed to move in slow motion towards Metero.its target set and penetrating...
*
Rock sat bolt upright with a scream. Cold sweat drenched his back and sides, causing the night-shirt to cling defiantly to his body. He looked slowly around the unfamiliar surroundings, wishing that he was back home where everything was safe for him.
"Sister?" he whispered to the empty room, which seemed to echo is question and then turn to horrible silence once again.
"Sister?" he asked more loudly, looking around at the assortment of furniture, praying that she was only playing a game with him
"SISTER!!!" he screamed to the room and then fell onto the cold sheets, weeping bitterly for her, still not quite accepting that she had died in that blood covered snow that afternoon. "Sister"
She turned into a side-street and slumped down, rather unsteadily, onto the cold hard concrete. She was exhausted beyond belief and knew that she would not be able to keep running forever.but as long as she could reach the gate the Rock would be safe. He could get out of this hellhole and not have to suffer anymore.
Rock wriggled out of his sisters grip, and stared intently at her with large blue watery eyes. He had never seen his elder sister like this. She was usually strong and single minded, standing up with the crowds and shouting, but now she looked wrong to him. Sweat and grease covered most of her body, old seeped into her clothes and mud and slush clung to her thick brown hair.
As he stared at her, blood oozed from her mouth and she coughed splattering the pure white snow with it. He also noticed that her shirt had a dark stain on the left-hand side. He knew what had happened.he had seen it with his own eyes, but he did not believe it. Slowly he placed his small hand onto it and in a quiet voice said, "Sister?".
Metero cursed loudly and grabbed his hand, jerking it away from the wound, "Don't do that" her voice was sharp and startled Rock. Metero closed her eyes, knowing that he was only trying to help and warn her of what had happened but she could not let herself fall because of it, "Not much further, Rock. The you're out of here and this big bloody mess" she said more softly before raising herself up slowly and painfully and picking him up.
There was a sound behind them, Metero turned still clinging to Rock and watched with growing fear. A black covered person entered the space of light that showed through the opening to the side-street. Whoever it was made no sound but slowly raised its gun and cocked it back. "NO!" screamed Metero turning and running down the street.
Rock stared as the bullet seemed to move in slow motion towards Metero.its target set and penetrating...
*
Rock sat bolt upright with a scream. Cold sweat drenched his back and sides, causing the night-shirt to cling defiantly to his body. He looked slowly around the unfamiliar surroundings, wishing that he was back home where everything was safe for him.
"Sister?" he whispered to the empty room, which seemed to echo is question and then turn to horrible silence once again.
"Sister?" he asked more loudly, looking around at the assortment of furniture, praying that she was only playing a game with him
"SISTER!!!" he screamed to the room and then fell onto the cold sheets, weeping bitterly for her, still not quite accepting that she had died in that blood covered snow that afternoon. "Sister"