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In the chaos, Zomb led us away from the packed people trying to stop the kids. We ducked into an alley, Nova trying to catch her breath as she leaned on the building for support. Meanwhile Zomb slammed her fist against the wall, making a dent in the brick structure, as she paced angrily, swears coming out of her. "Jonathan, what the fuck was up with that Caia chick? She's on our side and then suddenly decides to go after Celia? The person we were trying to save?!" she spits out, cursing some more. I don't know what to say because what could I say? We were in danger, and Caia had the Retreat's location, and so many people who were going to be arrested for it. And we had led her straight to Celia. I could feel the stress settle on my shoulders, and I tried to fill my lungs up with as much air as possible. "What happens now?" Nova asked, and I froze. This would effect her too. If Caia went back and identified the three of us, she was also going to be held in Mai
Announced Dead Tears falling
Nova, and I run past deep into the trees, away from the bodies, and I could feel my hear breaking with each step I took away from her. Nova was choking back sobs, trying to keep up with me. Their relationship was closer than mine and Zomb's-Lyssa's-and it was Nova who had convinced her to come with us. She was probably blaming herself for this. We sought a clearing from the others, and collapsed next to what looked like empty huts, breathing hard. Nova was staring up to the sky, her eyes steaming tears. I didn't have the words to comfort her-didn't even know what to say to her. I simply held her hand, and her grip on mine tightened, her sniffles calming. Night time came over us, and I could feel exhaustion hitting me out of nowhere, sleep sounding like the best option. I felt my eyelids close, and yet I never let go of Nova's hand. There is a sound that I hear. It's high pitched, and catches my attention. I sit up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
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The screams stopped as footsteps scattered all over the ground, and Officers yelled orders to try to stop the kids. They ignored them and ran off, trying to pull out more darts to put them down. Nova was knocked out cold, and my legs began to fall asleep being underneath her. I decided this was as "safe" as it was going to get to rest, since there was no plan at the moment. I gently moved Nova to my right side, placing her on the green grass. She didn't even open an eye, so overtook by the drug being pumped in her system. I held on to her hand though just in case there was something or someone that would try to take her fomr me. I wasn't taking any chances. I let my eyes close, sleep taking me once more. There is a song playing, and it's low, and bitter, yet sweet. The words aren't even words, or there too garbled to be understood. They ask me a question, but I don't have an answer, and the song attempts to pull me forward so they can help me find a solution. I
Announced Dead Disguises
When I finally left the room, I tried to loosen the skin tight clothes this person had. Whoever lived here was a scrawny person, and I stretched out the plain black shirt, tying the strings on the sweatpants. The owner of the house really was a glamorized person, as the clothing was some of the most outlandish outfits I'd ever seen. Even the simple clothes that I wore now were flashy, with a red glittered dragon on the back, and the ends of the sweatpants having rhinestones on them. The shoes were running shoes, and I threw all of my clothes away, momentarily mourning it, before the feeling of being clean since leaving base came upon me. Nova was tying her shoes, plain black running shoes, and she had worn an all black tracksuit. I hadn't realized until now that she was thinner than when she first left. And with the look in her eyes, she looked more haunted than before. I wondered if she was thinking about Zomb, and the failure of this rescue mission. Who was I
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"What are you doing?" someone asked, in the deepness of the fog. I tripped and stumbled a bit, my hands holding on to nothing as I walked. It was a strange place-mostly because it wasn't a place. But there was a voice speaking to me and it wasn't like the one before. This time, I was in control of myself. And I caught myself walking forward. "I wish you'd leave me alone. Whoever you're looking for, is dead. Accept it." the voice said again, but it was louder like I was getting closer to the person that was talking. The fog never dispersed. It stayed thick and suffocating, and I continue on. "That's close enough." the voice says, and there's an edge to her voice, like she's warning me the way a rattlesnake warns others. "Celia?" I say, not moving. There's a silence then, and then the faintest of footsteps. She stands before me, her clothes ripped to shreds, eyes staring me down. In this moment, Celia looks more like a wild animal, than a h
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It was Nova who reacted first. Her hand flew out and she slapped me across the face. I could feel my mouth taste faintly of blood, as my tooth scraped against the side of the inner of my cheek. Not even a second after though, she grabbed my wrist and yanked me forward, making me stumble as I realized she was dragging me away from where the Trackers were about to be coming in. I let her pull me up, finding my footing as I let her go, and began to run next to her, my breathing becoming harsh and quick. Suddenly, snarls caught my attention from behind me, and another pair of running feet was followed by it. "Don't look back, just move forward!" Nova shouted, and something whizzed past us, a purple dart embedding into the tree that Nova had just run by. Not again! , I thought, feeling my heart start beating even faster, my body moving forward. I felt my footing start to slip, but I leaned forward. Nova was starting to slow down though, and I could tell she wouldn't be able to keep ru
Announced Dead Part III: Celia's freedom
Celia gritted her teeth on the bandana she had stuffed in her mouth, as the medical tech in her group stitched up a gash that ran from her shoulder to her forearm. That cut itself wasn't deep but it was long and at the moment, there wasn't a chance Celia wanted to risk infection. Todd, the name of the guy who was patching her up, was slow and careful, knowing exactly what he was doing. He would talk to Celia, ask her mediocre questions, and then carefully pour rubbing alcohol on her stitches. Celia could feel a scream form in her throat, but she simply blinked the tears out of her eyes, bot giving in. Todd patted her on the head once he was done, and she shot him a dark look. He gave her a sheepish smile, and Celia jumped off the seat, walking down a dirt pathway. In the center of the woods, a pack of children mixed with animal DNA hid, some of them helping each other out to create treehouses, and covering them with branches and leaves. Celia was in charge to overlook
Announced Dead Reunion
Jonathan did not stumble back, nor flinch away when Celia ran up into his arms, and sobbed uncontrollably into his shoulder. He held on tight to her, as if in fear someone would rip her away. Which would be near impossible, as Celia had a death grip on him. Celia couldn't stop the tears. Every time she thought she was done, boom, another wave of tears would hit. She wasn't trying to cry her eyes out especially when she could feel everyone staring at her. But despite all of that, she was still a small child looking for someone familiar to give her comfort. And that person happened to be the one that she was crying all over. After a moment, Jonathan placed a hand on her head, and made soothing noises, trying to calm her down. And strangely, it worked. Celia could feel the ache in her eyes increased, her nose still running. The girl that was traveling with Jonathan handed her a scrap of fabric, which Celia used to wipe her eyes and nose. "Thank you." Celia had said, and the girl no
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