I work very hard not to make my characters Mary-Sues, and so I appreciate the compliments. No one is perfect, and I like my characters to be real. Cat had to be attractive, for reasons you will see.
I'm not the best at action-oriented sequences, so bear with this chapter.
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While Cat was cursing the fact that the Feds had found her, she really wasn't surprised. It had only been a matter of time. What she felt the worst about was that the boy- Theo- could be caught in the crossfire. So she ran through the woods with a single purpose: draw them away from the quarry.
She sensed a presense behind a tree to her left and pretended to stumble right into the arms of a Federal agent, who had her slammed against a tree trunk so fast that a couple of birds took flight in surprise, arm twisted behind her back. She could have fought back easily, but the guy had raised his radio to his lips to call the rest of his team, which was what she wanted. He kept a really tight hold on her until they got there, which made it pathetically easy for her to snitch his car keys and drop them into her cargo pocket. She was then frog-marched back to the quarry road- she prayed that Theo wasn't on it- where their cars were parked.
They were almost off the dirt and onto the concrete when the ground underneath their very feet began to crumble, as though there was nothing beneath it. The agents stumbled, which gave Cat the opportunity to break out of their hold and sprint towards the woods, in the direction a rising mound of dirt, in essense a giant molehill, was heading.
Theo appeared behind a rock, spat dirt out of his mouth, and grinned. "Thought you could use some help."
"Good show! Could you do that to their cars?" Her mind was starting to form a plan.
He looked thoughtful. "Guess so. The concrete's crumbling anyways."
"Good. Leave that one-" she pointed to the Ford Taurus closest to the main road. "-where it is. I've got keys." She flashed the ring in front of his nose, upon which was a Ford key. The Taurus was the only Ford there.
"What about you?"
"Don't worry about me. I'll be there. Oh, and Theo?" He looked back up, having started to turn around. "Don't let them see you." He gave her a 'no shit' look and disappeared again. She climbed nearest tree to get a better vantage point, needing to time her exodus exactly.
The agents had reocvered and were heading towards her again when one of them noticed one of the cars shaking. They all turned to watch it's tires sink into holes, and Cat was off like a rocket. She slammed straight into the only one who's gun was at the ready, and kept going. She reached the Taurus, which was unlocked, and jammed the key into the ignition. The passenger side door slammed and Theo grinned at her, covered from head to toe in dirt.
"You're messing up the upolstery," she complained as she slammed the car into gear and jammed the accelerator to the floor.
He buckled his seat belt and shrugged, unable to keep the fear out of his voice as she took the winding, bumpy road down from the quarry at a mere 85 mph, his voice filled with fake bravado and adrenaline. "I'll pay to have it cleaned later." Cat took the sharp curve onto the highway without hitting the brakes and the car fishtailed dangerously close to the trees. "If there is a later."
"I'm actually pretty good at this," she yelled at him over the roar of the engines, though she knew that she could do nothing to make him calm down. Some people just don't like going fast. "Thanks for the assist back there."
"You owe me a Snickers," he said, as if that explained it. She chuckled and slowed down the tiniest bit.
Neither one could explain it, but that day they became a team. From that day the weren't alone any more.
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Kind of a mushy ending for the chapter, but my muse wanted it that way.
Review.
I'm not the best at action-oriented sequences, so bear with this chapter.
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While Cat was cursing the fact that the Feds had found her, she really wasn't surprised. It had only been a matter of time. What she felt the worst about was that the boy- Theo- could be caught in the crossfire. So she ran through the woods with a single purpose: draw them away from the quarry.
She sensed a presense behind a tree to her left and pretended to stumble right into the arms of a Federal agent, who had her slammed against a tree trunk so fast that a couple of birds took flight in surprise, arm twisted behind her back. She could have fought back easily, but the guy had raised his radio to his lips to call the rest of his team, which was what she wanted. He kept a really tight hold on her until they got there, which made it pathetically easy for her to snitch his car keys and drop them into her cargo pocket. She was then frog-marched back to the quarry road- she prayed that Theo wasn't on it- where their cars were parked.
They were almost off the dirt and onto the concrete when the ground underneath their very feet began to crumble, as though there was nothing beneath it. The agents stumbled, which gave Cat the opportunity to break out of their hold and sprint towards the woods, in the direction a rising mound of dirt, in essense a giant molehill, was heading.
Theo appeared behind a rock, spat dirt out of his mouth, and grinned. "Thought you could use some help."
"Good show! Could you do that to their cars?" Her mind was starting to form a plan.
He looked thoughtful. "Guess so. The concrete's crumbling anyways."
"Good. Leave that one-" she pointed to the Ford Taurus closest to the main road. "-where it is. I've got keys." She flashed the ring in front of his nose, upon which was a Ford key. The Taurus was the only Ford there.
"What about you?"
"Don't worry about me. I'll be there. Oh, and Theo?" He looked back up, having started to turn around. "Don't let them see you." He gave her a 'no shit' look and disappeared again. She climbed nearest tree to get a better vantage point, needing to time her exodus exactly.
The agents had reocvered and were heading towards her again when one of them noticed one of the cars shaking. They all turned to watch it's tires sink into holes, and Cat was off like a rocket. She slammed straight into the only one who's gun was at the ready, and kept going. She reached the Taurus, which was unlocked, and jammed the key into the ignition. The passenger side door slammed and Theo grinned at her, covered from head to toe in dirt.
"You're messing up the upolstery," she complained as she slammed the car into gear and jammed the accelerator to the floor.
He buckled his seat belt and shrugged, unable to keep the fear out of his voice as she took the winding, bumpy road down from the quarry at a mere 85 mph, his voice filled with fake bravado and adrenaline. "I'll pay to have it cleaned later." Cat took the sharp curve onto the highway without hitting the brakes and the car fishtailed dangerously close to the trees. "If there is a later."
"I'm actually pretty good at this," she yelled at him over the roar of the engines, though she knew that she could do nothing to make him calm down. Some people just don't like going fast. "Thanks for the assist back there."
"You owe me a Snickers," he said, as if that explained it. She chuckled and slowed down the tiniest bit.
Neither one could explain it, but that day they became a team. From that day the weren't alone any more.
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Kind of a mushy ending for the chapter, but my muse wanted it that way.
Review.