10. Firefly
250 words
Two by two, hands of blue…
He could hear them coming. The agents made little noise, but the screams of whoever stood in their way were impossible to ignore.
They were after him. They knew what he was. He knew it would be really bad for his kind if the agents captured him again. He had to keep running.
He heard more people scream and felt like sobbing. The people that had sworn to hold off the agents for as long as they could while he made his escape had just fallen victim to the agent's brain frying devices. They were Watchers, sworn to keep the secret of Immortals a secret no matter what it took. They upheld that oath with their lives.
He saw the ship now. Its crewmembers rushed forward to help him along. One of them was Shepherd Book, the Watcher liaison who'd convinced his captain to provide Methos sanctuary.
Methos felt like collapsing with relief after they entered the cargo hold of the ship and he felt the ship leave the ground. He felt exhausted and weak from the torture the agents had subjected him to. He thought of the friends he'd lost and began to sob.
Book patted his back and made soothing noises. "Just let it all out, son. You're safe now."
And he did. He cried as he felt the ship rock and shake as it dodged and maneuvered out of range of the Alliance ships pursuing them. He was safe…for now.