"Come with us Ms. Morgan."
"I've gotta say no."
"That's unfortunate." This was a different man than the leader. He was standing to the right of the leader, and from his position I could tell he was second in command. His face was twisted in a sneer that was directed in my direction.
"But surely you realize that I'm Cameron Morgan. If I'm not going willingly, I'm not going at all."
"Likely story." He sneered again. I ignored him and talked to the leader.
"How did you get past Blackthorne's security anyway?"
"We had help from an inside source." I scanned the blockade. Noticing they had only sent ten men. Better than five, but still. Come on. It's just getting ridiculous.
Still with the underestimating. Gah.
"Wonderful. So who's up first?"
The sneering second in command stepped forward, about to retort. I just pretended he was volunteering. "Great!"
I executed a perfect sequence nine on him, and twenty seconds later, he was lying in a coma. He would be for the next six months. I loved Joe's illegal move sequences. Two more men stepped forward to retrieve the unconscious man, and I did the same thing to both of them.
The men kept stepping forward, and falling unconscious. I had a pile of men, in my peripheral vision. Only one man was still standing five minutes after the attacks had started. It was only the leader and I. He looked a bit more frightened than when he had met me, but was trying to hide it.
"I'm gonna let you leave, and take all your men with you. Coax them back to health, retreat, and try to plot. Tell your boss hi from Cammie!" I jogged in the opposite direction, knowing enough time had passed.
I got to my dorm room soon afterward. My roommates were all getting ready for the day.
"Where were you?" Macey asked, her tone bordering on dangerous.
"Out jogging." I replied, shrugging my shoulders. I hadn't told them about any of the attacks, and I wasn't about to start.
"Now I only have an hour to get you ready for school day."
Wait. I had been running all night!
"Sure Mace, whatever you say." And I did do whatever she said that morning, because I knew that if I didn't I wouldn't live to see tomorrow. These girls were something to be scared of.
I walked off to breakfast thinking about one thing. It wasn't even the attack. Joe had said something about a mystery class that I would enjoy immensely, and I really wanted to know what it was.
After all, not much excited me anymore.
I'm so sorry, honestly, for the late update. I started school this week, and it's so frustrating. I have zero free time. I'll try to update as often as possible. Love you guys! Please review!