She bolted down the street, panting heavily as her exhaustion was growing. It didnt help that it took alot of energy to generate the shadow guards, or 'impressions' as she called them. They were called that because they were impressons of herself that she controlled, except being tangible shadows. She flipped open a communicater and shouted.
"Nico, I need you here with me now. I found them, they're on the run." She continued running, though her pace was slowing drastically. She panted harder and harder, with every breath her chest ached. Soon she was forced to stop to rest.
"Nico...please, hurry," She said between breathes. All the energy she spent finally caught up to her, with the adrenaline wore off she had little to no energy left, and felt like collapsing on the floor.
"They're getting away," she said with a strained voice. she was bent over with legs buckling, desperately catching breath.
"Don't worry, I'm hot on their trail. I can tell you need rest. Have some ambrosia, and catch up when you can. I think I can handle it."
She shut the communicator. Though she hated being benched it was the only thing that could be done for her. She used the last of her strength to walk to a sidewalk and sit, leaning on a buildings wall. Several minutes passed and now she's rested, ate ambrosia, and feeling much better. She would have to more carefully pace herself next time, or she could be easily finished off. She cant allow herself to be so weak again. She reminded herself how with these new powers came consequences, and she needed to know her limits, or face deadly circumstances. Once she felt ready she got up, stretched, and checked in with Nico.
"Hey, you got them yet?" No response.
"Hello, Nico? Answer please, progress report." Still nothing.
In her mind she hoped that he was only busy with the chase, or lost the communicator. But in her gut she knew something went wrong, as it usually does. It was too much to hope this would go smoothly. She grew anxious and tried one more time.
"Please Nico, come in! Are you ok!?" There was a moment of silence. There weren't even any cars down the road. The buildings were dark and closed, the only light shed on her was the street lights. All was silent and still. She waited through the eerie silence, hoping for a response. She stood there for many moments before finally getting a response, just not the one she wanted.
"Greetings," said the voice of the Doctor. "I assume your still there, listening, waiting for your friend. Except, he's not coming back, and neither will you if you pursue us. So do what's best for you, and leave."
"Now you listen here bub! I will not abandon my friend. If you think you can intimidate me, and threaten me, then your in for the fight of your life!"
"I'd like to see you try. And who said you would be abandoning him? How can you abandon someone who's dead?"
Her eyes started to tear. "No, your lying!?
"Crushed him myself," he said smugly. Her face grew red with anger. her eyes filled with tears, which started to stream down her face, soaking into the bandana she wore.
She then said with a quaking voice. "I will tear you limb from limp, and feed the leftovers to the chimera."
"I. Would. Like. To see. You. Try," He said smugly, saying each word slowly as to rub it in.
After that, all she could hear was static, it could only be assumed he destroyed it. She suddenly felt as if a massive anvil had been dropped on her, she felt responsible for his death. If only she was more patient, smarter, more skillful, or anything that could have turned him away from this awful outcome. Her fists were clenched in anger. She ground her teeth. She would make him pay, and free the Doctor.
Authors note: Sorry this is a shorter chapter, but at least its something. A much longer one is coming up.