~Chapter 3 - Lessons to remember~
The four of us made our way to the Living Quarters. High buildings where scattered everywhere and between them were thin passages for us to go through. The four of us knew this place by heart and know all the secret short-cuts here; the Recon Corps won't stand a chance against us.
When we reached the centre of the Living Quarters, the four of us split up and took four different passages. The passage I took was located at the north of the Living Quarters. Levi went to the east, Farlan to the west and Isabel to the south.
The four Recon Corps soldiers split up as well; each of them followed one of us. A man with blonde hair which was parted down the middle followed behind me. He had a thin moustache and beard. His face was fully concentrated and slightly angered. Covering most of his tall and well-built body was a Recon Corps' signature forest green cape.
When our eyes met for a short second, I sneered.
Not wasting a single second, I used my full strength trying to shake him of. I mentally went through all the lessons Levi gave me a few months ago.
Lesson 1: Make unexpected turns.
The passage in front of me opened up a 3 rounds where available for me to choose among. I made a move at the last second and flew to the right. I made a volt in the air to check if the man was still behind me. Yepp, he was.
Lesson 2: Take empty passages.
The passage in front of me made a dead end. A house quickly formed in front of me with windows. Not slowing down, I curled into a ball in mid-air and smashed through the glass pane. Glass scattered everywhere around me and made small cuts into my legs. With a swift movement, I got onto my feet and ran to the contrary side and jumped out of the window there. I protected my face with my arms, gaining cuts around my torso and arms.
Lesson 3: Don't look back too often, you'll slow down. Use your other senses.
I quickly gathered myself and tried to forget about the pain that was spreading across my body. The 3DMG didn't help, it only worsened the pain. I clenched my jaws.
"Don't bring the team down, (f/n). You are going to show them what you can do!" I thought to myself.
The motivation gave me new energy and I pushed forward.
I made a sharp turn to the left and zapped between the two walls. Cloth lines were in the way, those that weren't as experienced as me would have no chance dodging them. The cloth lines were nearly invisible. Some of them had clothes hanging on them to dry, others were there JUST to trap and hurt thugs like us with 3DMG.
I took the passage to my favourite place. I've been here several times for training. There was a wall right in front of me. Outsiders don't know that there was a passage to the left. I took the said passage and continued to another wall. I shot both my hooks towards the top of the wall, and while the lines swung me over to the other side of the wall, I did a volt in the air to check how my Recon Corps guy was doing.
He wasn't there.
"I guess the newspapers were right, the Recon Corps do suck." I laughed as I landed on the solid ground.
As I was smiling triumphantly, I didn't notice a man sneaking up to me from behind.
He then launched towards me and shoved me to the floor. One of his big hands held my head to the ground and the other pinned my right wrist.
"What did you say?" He growled through clenched jaws.
Lesson 4: Never let your guard down.
Dammit.
"I'll schay id again if yer lert gow ov meh!" The ground grinded into my face made it hard for me to speak. I struggled under him trying to find a weak link in his tall and strong features; without any results.
"You're coming with me!" He growled again. He aggressively pulled me up and held both of my arms behind me in a tight grasp.
Lesson 5: Never give up. Keep on trying.
The man was right behind me. Our walk had just started and I wanted it to end already.
I pulled my right leg back and using my full force, I kicked him behind his knees making him fall to his knees. His grasp around my arms released and I pulled my arms away from him. I gave him a hard punch at his left jaw with my left fist and then using my right hand; I grasped his rough blonde hair and pulled his face backwards. Before I could give him another punch, he had pinned me down once again. But this time, I was lying on my back and both my wrists were pinned over my head.
His left jaw was reddening after my punch and his eyes were burning with fury. Without a word, he flipped me onto my stomach and tied my arms together with thick rope. He pulled me up and pushed me forward.
We were heading to the east side.
"Levi's supposed to be there." I thought to myself. "I wonder what he's up to?"
The walk with the man was quiet, to my relief. I didn't have time to talk to him, I needed a plan. He walked behind me to the right and held my tied arms with a firm grip.
3DMG was useless now. I can't use it when my arms are tied. Running away would be useless and pointless, but it was worth a shot. What do I have to lose? If I was cooperative with him and followed him like a dog, I'd probably get executed because of me working under Levi and for the UCO.
We approached a small wooden bridge. It was 10 meters over the ground and built with thick, old wood planks.
I turned my head towards the man and bit his arm. I could feel my teeth digging through his cape and into his flesh.
He let go of my arm with a muffled groan. I turned around and ran to the edge of the bridge and leapt. But something, or rather someone, pulled onto my cape, making me fall back to the bridge with a loud thump.
"You're really desperate to run away from me, huh?" He said with a sneer.
He took out another set of thick rope and tied my feet together. He made sure he would pull tightly at the places where I have my cuts, making me groan in agony.
"I want to see you worm to your freedom." He said and smirked.
Dammit.