Chapter 4
I threw out the old bag after checking it thoroughly to make sure nothing was left behind, waved to the woman who had helped me and left. No sooner than I had left the store, however, and I was grabbed roughly from behind and a hand covered my mouth. I felt tugging on my pack straps and instinctively reacted to someone trying to take what was mine.
I threw my elbows back, ramming them into a pair of stomachs. The moment my bag was freed form their grip I pulled it off, threw it in the air, and proceeded to pummel the two men. Just as the last blow, from me, had landed, knocking the man out cold, my bag had landed in my outstretched and, completely unharmed. I turned and simple walked away, heading in the opposite direction from which I had come, out of town and away from those men.
I had instinctively left, knowing that if I was caught I would likely be forced to give up the only things that I had from my mother and father. I continued to walk away from the scene, but was unable to escape from the cops that quickly came after me. It police car came racing up and quickly pulled up next to me. The officer rolled down his window and asked, "Were you at that store over there?" he asked pointing to the store I had been at.
I simply nodded; the cop, with a confused expression, asked, "Were you the one to cause all that trouble?" I shook me head. "Did you happen to see who did?" another head shake. He sighed, before saying, "Just one more question, off topic. Why don't you actually answer me?" I was tempted to roll my eyes at the question; I was always asked that very same thing. So I chose to respond in the way that I have chosen to always respond to that particular question. I placed my hand on my throat and, once again, shook my head.
The officer looked at me with pity in his eyes, and I simply turned away. I started walking again and gave the officer a rough, jerky wave. I knew that it would only take a rough description of me for him to come after me again. I had been almost out of town when I heard sirens heading toward me I kept walking until they had been almost upon me, before I turned as if I had just heard the sirens. I was startled, truly startled, at the number of police cars that were approaching. I just stood there watch as they, mostly surrounded me with their cars, the only gap that wasn't covered by their cars was a bush, a briar, which would be a very painful escape route.
I was right; they had gotten a description from a passerby, who had witnessed my self-defense. I blinked and suddenly I was grabbed from behind, big mistake, and instinctively flipped the one who had grabbed me. The moment I realized what I had done, I clamped my hand over my mouth in horror and froze. The officer who had "interviewed" me just sighed and shook his head. "I already told you boys this girl is only guilty of protecting herself from drunkards. You can't arrest her for that." "Actually, they can." A sudden, commanding, feminine voice commented. "Lady Une!" the second officer exclaimed in shock. "Self defense or not, she still badly injured three Preventor agents, thus we have every right to arrest her for it." Une said as if it were the answer to everything.