Sorry, not much to offer today. I'll be back with more tomorrow! Enjoy!
After about ten minutes of absolute horror later, we heard Leon whistle, giving us the signal that it was okay to come out. We followed the area of which the sound came from, and were eventually by Leon's side again.
"Thank you." He said, looking at me.
"For what?" I looked up at him, with a confused look on my face.
Apparently, he thought it was funny, because he laughed and pat my head. "For doing what I said. I know you wanted to stay out and help, but you went and hid with Ashley anyways. Thank you for that."
"Well, I knew you could handle it by yourself."
We smiled at each other for a moment, before Ashley said something.
"Yeah, about that… when are we actually going to get to use our guns? I don't want you wasting your money on things that we aren't even going to use."
"Yeah…" I turned to Leon with mischief obvious in my expression and he sighed.
"Alright, fine. The next time we run into a group of those things, I'll let you help."
Ashley and I squealed and high-fived each other, making Leon laugh.
"So, where to next, Mr. Macho-man?" I was strangely in too good of a mood to blush at the fact that I basically just called Leon hot and muscular.
The agent smirked at me and said, "Through this door, I guess."
We stepped through the door and thunder boomed loudly, making Ashley and I scream, and Leon full out guffaw. This stopped shortly afterwards though, because we gave him our famous death-glares and he quieted down.
Responding to our screams, more villagers came crawling out from around the corner. Ashley and I looked up at Leon for approval, and when he nodded, we pulled out our guns and began shooting. The whole time, Ashley never could get the hang of shooting the gun. The only time she hit someone, it was in their shoulder, and they just kept trying to kill us. A few times, one of the villagers would pick either Ashley or I up and throw us over his shoulder, carrying us away. Luckily though, Leon would shoot the Ganado, making him drop us on the ground, which hurt like hell, mind you.
When everyone was gone, and we made our way to a red, rusted door about thirty yards away from us, I turned to Leon. "It's locked, what do we do?"
"Well, I found this key on one of those chainsaw-wielding…"
"Bitches." I said, finishing Leon's sentence.
He chuckled. "Yes, and I think it goes to this door."
He put the key in the lock and, ta-da!, it magically opened. Well, not 'magically', but you know what I mean.
Before we knew it, we were standing on a bridge, facing the biggest doors we've seen so far. They were an old, golden color and stood at about fifteen to twenty feet tall. We walked up to said doors and pulled on them: locked, of course.
"Looks like this is the only way out of the village." Leon said, then examining the lock closer, "This looks like some sort of retinal scanner…"
"Well, what does that mean?" I asked.
"It's kind of like a fingerprint scanner, but instead of scanning your fingerprint, it reads your eye-"
"I know what it does, but what does it mean for us? How are we supposed to get out of here?"
When he didn't say anything, Ashley spoke up. "Keep moving?" She asked.
He looked at her and smiled. "Yeah."
So that's what we did. We walked left of the door and came up to a lift that carried you over a big trench, and I was starting to believe that this whole place was built on one. The lift was rusty, but it was the only way to go, so we got on. I tried to forget about my recent discover of my fear of heights, but about halfway across the lift, an axe flew towards our cart and nearly hit me in the face. Thankfully, though, Ashley had pushed me out of the way in time.
There were villagers on the other side of the lift, and on platforms suspended against cliff sides to the right of us. Every once and a while, someone would jump down on top of the cart, and try to break us free from the line, but we always shot them before they could do anything.
Finally, we had shot everyone down, and we reached the other side. We carefully stepped off and did a once-over of each other, making sure no one was hurt. When we didn't find any injuries, we continued walking.
There were steep, metal stairs that we had to walk down, and once our feet had touched the dirt again, we reached another merchant. I greeted him with my usual British accent, which Ashley hadn't heard yet; that gave her a good laugh. There were no new upgrades, but it gave Leon a chance to sell some of the Spinel's he had picked up along the way here. Once we were finished with everything, we thanked the kind man and continued walking.
We entered a door and the first thing I noticed was the big barn/storage looking building a few yards away. There was a little slope downward, and then following the beaten path, we walked up to it. Leon approached the door with caution and put his hand on the door handle.
"You girls better stay outside." He said. "Go find a place to hide while I check this out."
"But Leon-" I began.
"Please, just do it!"
I didn't like it when he shouted like that, but I knew from experience not to question him if he said he had a bad feeling about something. Ashley and I quickly ran to the side of the building and hid between the wall and some rocks. You could hardly see anything except what little the moonlight shone down on.
"I hope he's going to be okay…" Ashley whispered.
"Yeah, me too."
"It would suck if he died and left us out here…"
"Ashley please," I whispered harshly. "I don't want to think about that right now."
"S-sorry…" Then she changed the subject. "Then what do you want to talk about?"
"Umm… I don't know… how's life as the president's daughter…?" I managed to finally say. It was all I could think of.
The blonde laughed beside me. "It's tough, to be honest. Everybody always wants to know where you are, and what you're doing every second of the day… I can't leave my house without being swarmed by flashing cameras and hasty news reporters. I was actually thinking of getting my own apartment instead of living in the White House."
"Is it really that tough? It seems pretty easy when I see you on T.V."
"That's all just an act for the cameras… and I'm not the only one, either. My father thinks it's tough too."
"Well, he did a good job by hiring Leon, that's for sure."
We both laughed and then suddenly, there was a loud bang and the building beside us caught on fire.
