3 days later

I ran along the pavement, feet pounding the ground in a steady rhythm.

I had to get home. Now.

"Ten-nine-eight-seven..." Salandine muttered, watching Sam's progress as a blipping red dot on the GPS.

"Predictable as ever," Dauntra sniggered.

"Run rabbit run," he smiled back, turning to Dauntra , "Oh well. If she doesn't meet us in half an hour then," he gestured towards a large red button on the console."

"Uh-oh?" she asked.

"Yep. Uh-oh, Ka-pow goes her sister."

I knew they were watching me. Every fibre, every sinew of my being knew exactly what they were doing, but I didn't care. I had to see my mom, my dad, Becca and... Lucy. I sighed. Lucy.

Back to the mission I guessed.

I stopped running and turned to face the van trawling beside the kerb.

I approached the van, slamming my fists into the tinted grass windscreen.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" I said, pounding on the window, "I said I'd help you didn't I!"

Salandine rolled down the side window. "And you honestly think I trust you sweetie? How do I know you won't go blabbing to reporters?"

"You have my sister," I muttered through gritted teeth, "Do you really think I'd risk her safety."

"Who knows," Salandine smirked , "I never know with you and that is why..."

Two heavies stepped out of the van, gripping my arms and twisting them up behind my back.

"...your family visit has to be postponed. Into the van with her boys."

I screamed, thrashing around in their arms before ceasing to struggle, noting exactly where my legs where positioned.

A glint of sunlight hit the gun resting in the smaller of the two's waistband. I flipped my legs high up in the air, catching the guards unexpectedly. The one on my left released my arm and I slammed my fist into his face, hearing the noise as my fist connected to the cartilage in his nose. Thud.

A stream of blood, and in that second I loosened my hand from a fist, twisting my elbow out of the other man's grasp with a kick to the stomach. Ouch.

No time to worry about guilt.

I lifted the gun from his waistband easily, pointing it towards Salandine's van.

"Leave me ALONE"

I discharged a single bullet towards the van, smelling the gunpowder, feeling the power behind that single shot. BANG.

Before anyone had the chance to recover, I made a run for it.

Now, and only now, I was ready.