Posts by CloverHope

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    Jay glared at Austin that would've killed him if looks could kill. "I'm Jay," he muttered, not taking his blue eyes off of the tiger

    Leslie rolled her eyes. "You find an Eraser you find a taser, they carry them where-ever they go," she said. Hayden looked at her like she was crazy, then he looked back at Sariah. "Why do you want a taser?"

    The woods were dark in winter. Songs in the mornings ceased, joyful laughs and conversation of the wilderness were ignored. It was quiet, besides the harsh wind that blew.
    But there was a disturbance, a sound. Crying? Running? Five men in white coats, black pants, and sunglasses, were walking in rhythmic strides. Something was ahead of them, running. No: stumbling. It was stumbling. A figure in blue jeans, no shoes and an oversized red sweatshirt. Go away! From its voice, it was a girl. She looked to be about maybe 16 to 17. Her brown, wavy hair was veiling her face. Her hands were clutching herself, her stomach. It wasn't anything noticeable, but it one looked closely enough, there was a bulge. She was expecting? You're hurting, let us help you. The men spoke at the same time, robotic. The girl looked back. No, no go away! She stumbled over a stone and splashed through a stream, but kept running. You'll hurt him, I know you will. You'll kill him! She was expecting a boy. That was for sure. Natalie... Natalie... Natalie... We wouldn't kill your boy. The girl's name was chanted. She was slowing, her breathing came in quick, shallowing gasps. She couldn't keep up this speed forever.
    She stepped on a branch that broke under her bare foot. It jabbed her until she fell, her arm crashing into a stone. She screamed. It was broken. Anyone could tell with a scream like that. The men all smiled at the same time. She brushed her hair out of her face with her bloodied arm, smearing her own blood on her forehead. No, no! Help! she wailed, her hands automatically going to the bump on her belly.

    Leslie shoved Hayden in the neck and caught up to Sariah. "Okay, okay, listen. I am an Avian, but I'm not looking for anyone!" As Sariah kept walking she caught up again, "And FYI you can't pretend with us. We're not stupid, and you can't act like we are." She pushed her in the arm. "So cut it out."