Hi hi! So sorry about that, I know I have serious trouble publishing on a scheduled day, but I'm going to try again. Also yes it's a Tuesday but I'll go back to publishing on Mondays. I'll get through this XD anyway, I hope you enjoy! :D
We make our way outside after telling our mom we would be at Baljeet's house
"So what exactly are we gonna say? When they see the purple blood in the car?" Phineas nervously says, catching me off guard. I probably should have thought of that sooner, but I didn't, and now we were on our way to the police station without a thought-out plan.
"Um…" I say, trying to think of an excuse that could get past a cop. "Well, the uh… blood… will be dry, right? We could just use that as an excuse."
"And when they take a DNA test to find out who's it is?"
This one catches me even more off guard. I stop, realizing we weren't more than a parking lot away from the station.
"Sorry, didn't mean to stump you. Maybe the real police will notice and help the person out? But if the police or anyone decide the person needs tested on, well, we can defend them. People have their rights. Nobody can drag someone away without a real and valid reason, right?" Phineas rants. I sigh and we begin walking again.
Right outside the door, I decide this isn't a very good idea. Phineas could be put in danger if we did this now…
Just as I open my mouth to try and stop Phineas, a few people from the inside push open the door with immense force. Phineas and I both nearly fall back, suddenly face to face with four men in police uniforms.
The man who opened the door, the strongest and tallest, however, wasn't new. I immediately grab Phineas' wrist, making sure I have a good grip.
If I have to run, I WILL run.
"Hey, you're one of those kids in town. But who's this? We didn't scan him." A shorter one in the back says. I grip Phineas' arm a bit tighter, but stay careful not to hurt him.
"Yeah. You, go get the scanner," The big man says, his deep voice both serious and threatening. The one who first commented immediately starts walking to their little police car.
"Sorry, we're in a hurry. Maybe later-" I try to pull Phineas along, but the big man just grabs me. His huge hand manages to wrap completely around my arm, giving him an extremely powerful grip.
"Let go!" I say as I let go of Phineas and try to pry my hand from his grasp. However, he merely tightens his grip, ignoring my useless attempts.
"Phineas, run!" I yell sternly as I continue to struggle.
My wrist, aching and growing sore, is soon forgotten as the second biggest man, nearly but not quite as strong as this one, quickly makes his way over to Phineas. The smallest man waits behind Phineas as well, providing no easy escape.
Just as Phineas turns to run the small man startles him and pounces. Bringing Phineas down to the ground and pressing him under his not-so-fit body, Phineas is forced into an under-arrest position as he holds Phineas' wrists together behind his back and proceeds to sit on him.
"Why do you run, boy? You scared? Hiding something, perhaps?" He says with a teasing, wild smile. I watch as he tightens his grip around Phin's wrists, earning a grunt from the squished ginger.
The man comes back with the device he used on us earlier. I start my escape quickly and strategically, using our sizes to my advantage. I kick him as hard as I can below the belt where I know it hurts, before slipping my wrist out of his grasp while he recovers, and just as he tries to reach for me with his free hand (his other hand being exactly where you know it is), I duck and jump in Phineas' direction.
Drawing my fist back, I sock the guy right in the jaw and jump onto him to pinch his neck. Once I am sure he is unconscious, I pull Phineas and begin to run with him. That is until my neck is suddenly yanked backwards and a strong arm makes its way around it, as Phineas stands a ways away in shock. He yelps as the other two guys come up from behind him and bull-doze him onto the ground again, firmly pinning his arms.
I try to move my head, but I can't even breath his grip is so tight, and I could tell he was trying to suffocate me. I hit his arms and even attempt to bite him or kick him again, which proved useless, and Phineas was struggling as well. I could see the fear and panic in his eyes, a sight I never want to see again. I try to struggle harder, using whatever strength my adrenaline was somehow still giving me, but as my vision became obscured by black dots and breathing remained impossible, my struggles were quickly weakening. I knew it. Phineas knew it. And, unfortunately, the men knew too.
Before the hazy blackness in my senses could leave me unconscious, I managed to watch as the device's light immediately glowed green when placed next to Phineas...
Hopefully that cliffhanger didn't make you too mad at me! X) I hope it made you somewhat excited for the next chapter...
Have a good day/night :3