By the way, in case you get confused in the seconded chapter, the italics is her thoughts while the normal writing in the present and what's actually happening. If you get too confused switching back and forth then read between the lines. I just did it to explain and I thought it would be more interesting then a flashback (which annoy the hell out of me) sorry for confusion. Thanks for all the reviews I've officially got 11 now!
To the review question 'where is Zach?' – I'm really sorry but he's still at the academy. When she goes back, which she will, ill put him in. so he will defiantly be in one chapter and two if I decide to do another chapter at the end.
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Guess I'm running again
Cams POV
I shook my hair, tossing it backwards, the hairclip slid out and into my hand, I twisted my fingers loosening the knots with the clip.
'What are you doing?' he walked forward, completely on edge, by the wary look on his face he'd heard plenty of the stories about Gallagher girls. Just as the ropes fell off my wrists, I swung a first round and hit him; he slid along the floor reaching for his walkie-talkie. I shot forward and stamped on his hand, preventing him from getting it, I then kicked his head, he slumped, unconscious. Someone entered the room with a gun pointed at my head. I threw my leg upwards kicking the gun out of his hand, it went off hitting the wall behind me. An alarm sounded and I swore. Slamming the heal of my hand into his neck. I began to run.
I have to get to the lakes. I ran. There are hundreds of lakes in America, but these were special to us. I kept running but they followed. I remember going there as a child, laughing on the beach. Agents were closing in. while dad told me story's of pirates treasure hidden in caves under the lake. They were shooting but I didn't stop running. I never even believed that there were caves under there, but I liked the stories anyway. I reached the exit. I remember dad happy, laughing at something I said. A piecing pain in my leg pulled me back into reality; I was being shot at by dozens of agents with guns, I had no weapons and was badly injured, not to mention I think I've just been shot in the leg. I didn't bother to look, for now it was completely irrelevant. It only mattered when I could no longer walk or bled to death, either way if that happened before I got the files somewhere like the CIA or MI6; somewhere that someone could use them. Then it was all pointless. I had to go. Now.
I pushed open the door, throwing it back behind me, smashing two agents in the face. I ran up a steep incline, and down the other side but I fell, rolling over and over, my hands up protecting my face as bullets hit behind me getting closer and closer to me. I reached the bottom of the hill and scrambled upwards. I spared a glanced behind me. My leg was in agony now, I begged it not to buckle beneath me. Not now. I was so close to the trees, to safety and to cover, but they were closer. I wasn't going to make it. Bex would kill me if she knew I had even thought that, I think that's where I found the strength to keep running. Because the next thing I knew, I was in the forest, surrounded by trees. I scrambled up a tree and crawled along the branches. To where it was thicker. I waited while the agents went past and spread out, then I dropped down to the two closest to me, holding on to a branch I just hung for a minute before swinging forward and kicking them in the head and dropping down. I was running again.
I was panting, I had been running for nearly 4 hours, only stopping to bandage my worst wounds with strips of my filthy t-shirt. They had taken my backpack off me and I didn't have the time or money to get more things. I was going to the lake, but I had to stop first, to pick up some things I had left in one of my camps. I had left little things I might need in all my camps in case this happened. But what I needed was in Colorado, so I should thank the COC for brining me closer to it really. It had taken me a while to find out where I was, I had expected them to move me to a different headquarters but it's a bit disorientating to be in Canada, Quebec then wake up in Nevada, but at least it was warmer in Nevada. I finally reached the Camp, sadly this one I hadn't put food in but there was a knife and a scanner. The scanner was in case they had put a tracker on me. I was right there was one buried in my arm; lucky for me it wasn't very deep. I put it in my pocket and ran out of the camp; I figured I had about two minuets before they got here.
I had snuck into a small block of flats, the sort I would hide out in for a few days. Except I wasn't staying in this one; I had attached the tracker to a stray cat also taking up residence in the building. As long as the tracker was moving they would think I still had it in my arm, well I hoped anyway. I got out of there as fast as I could. And using all my chameleon skills I managed to hitch a ride on the back of a lorry (the driver didn't even notice me getting off in the middle of a road) I got most of the way to the lakes. I was close to passing out by the time I reached the waters edge. It was like something from a fairy tale; a bright green field followed by a small sandy beach and sparkling blue water.
I dived in, swimming strongly as the light faded around me, the water turning to a dark shade. I needed air but I continued swimming anyway. I was so dizzy by the time I saw the entrance to the cave that I almost believed I was hallucinating. I swam in, it was only half full of water and there was a dry ledge just above the water. With effort I pulled myself up. I collapsed onto the floor after just lying there for half a hour I sat up to look around. With a gasp of dismay I stood up, there was nothing here, no files, nothing. I put my hand on the wall to steady myself. Then jumped as with a beep a panel slid out of the rock. I gasped, it was a finger print scanner so I put my hand on it. An entire section of the wall slid aside this time revealing a small closet size room big enough for about three people. I wasn't impressed. It was lined with bookcases filled with books. But otherwise the room had nothing interesting at all in it. I looked through the bookcases, I realised that they were all books my mum hated, go figure; she hates something so it ends up spending the rest of its dusty life in an underwater cave in the middle of nowhere.
I spotted one of the books; it was different to the rest because I recognised it as my mums all time favourite. Why was that here? Hang on, if that was here among ones she hated that meant it was a trigger to something else, but more importantly it meant my mum had made this place, probably my dad had too. I pulled it down and the wall behind me shut blocking my exit. Another panel slid out but this had face recognition scanners, blood test slides and x-rays. It was a lot like the entrance to the sub-levels. When I had completed all the tests a message flashed on the screen
'Welcome Miss Cameron Anne Morgan' the only thing I could think of was wow that's so cool. But the wall slid away and I entered a room that was completely beyond anything I had seen before, it was way beyond cool.
Hahaha CLIFHANGER! Feeling slightly evil now. If you want to know what's in the room then you will have to read the next chapter, which I will do my best to get published sometime tomorrow. Please review I highly value ALL comments.