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"Get up Brittany," I shout snapping her back.
"I can't." she cries.
"You can, now listen here, no matter how much you hurt, or are scared, you are never to show it to the enemy, now stand. I promise I will get you out of here even if I die. Though I don't plan to do that." I look down at her with a smirk. I won't die here.
"Just be ready to run when I say so." At that moment, I run forward into the group of men. One falling from the force. Go I shout as the men all grab at me. Brittany struggles to stand a greasy dirty thug grabs her from behind pulling her in front of him. Charging forward at him I fling my body around kicking him in the head as Brittany screams and ducks. Kicking as much as I can and charging in I block Brittany as she runs. The pain in my head is screaming now.
"You little Bitch I'll fix you." As one of the thugs charges he swings a long hollow polearm. I kick it trying to deflect the contact.
"Ouch." I wince as I land down on my ankle.
"Watch it we need them alive for now. David comes running in yelling orders at the men. As I watch Brittany clear through the exit I follow suit. I hear the sound of car tires squealing. Ren appears from the car bullets shooting around me, Brittany running to him clings to him crying. In the mix of the noise of bullets my mind flashes back as I watch Ren drop and reload the cartridge. Stopping I look around. No, my feet flew faster than I could imagine. Pain went right through me as I jump forward on top of Ren.
I couldn't hear anything but the sound of more tires screeching, but Ren's pained expression was all over his face as everything went black. I feel cold and wet. @@