A burst of bright energy lights up the midnight sky. Rain droplets pelt my cheeks and invade my eyes with nature's force. The overhead crackling above my head shakes the air around me. Run, run, run I repeat over and over in my head without any more room for thought. I hear nothing besides the pounding in my ears, or the quickening breath I sharply take in. My garments suction to my icy skin, the water reaching my bones. A hidden limb of a tree serves as an obstacle in my path. My knee collides to the ground with a sickening crack. The pain shoots up my leg and takes hold of my motivation. This lasts only for a split second. A bright wire injects into the ground, inviting a marching band's talents with it. I stumble upward and move as quickly as humanly possible further into the woods. My nerves scream and beckon me to cease movement but I know I can't stop. Run, don't give up now, run, run, run. Please God don't let them catch me. I try to ignore the feeling of my kneecap bouncing around underneath my bruised skin as I keep shouting in my head. Don't stop, suck it up, go, go, go. Run, run, God give me wings to fly. It seems like it's getting darker, but I'm not so sure that my vision is slowly fading. The noises all around me enter a tunnel of soft fuzz as they are muffled almost to the point of silence. I desperately blink my eyes over and over again in an attempt to keep them wide and alert. All my efforts fall in vain. My knee's previous pain strikes numb and my body sinks into a warm black hole. I don't even feel my head meet the ground.
I used to love a good thunderstorm.
"You want to try to keep it alive?"
"Yes, murder is not an option. We only kill mutations. She has no other registered DNA specimen."
"She knows too much. They're no profit in keeping this one alive. She is no help and she knows too much. We can't afford to waste resources on her."
"But she's one of us."
"She's not one of us."
"I don't think it's right. She can be treated. She's obviously capable."
"Alright, listen. We'll leave her here for the next week, if she isn't cleansed by that time, then I'll consider treating her. I'll file this one. Keep an eye on her."
I couldn't decide if the conversation I had witnessed was a dream or reality. The two relatives had swarmed together like salt and water in the ocean. I kept my still figure as noises indicated movement towards my direction. Large hands covered my plastic gloves jostled my injured knee and it took every bit of my will to keep a clear face. A brace of some sort stablized my enflamed knee after a few minutes and mercy took away an amount of the pain. Once I was sure that I was clear of any other presence, I cracked open my crusted eyelids. Blinding white materials surronded me. A large knee brace swallowed my leg as I laid on a white cot. The room was as small as a closet but this didn't surprise me. This space was something I had come to accept since stepping foot into this compound. Free space was a priveldge only given to the unos.
The small vent humming underneath the cot seemed the only opening besides the door. The bad news- this escape would be next to impossible. The good news- I had at least a week to plan it out.
The petite grains of sand claws and cut at my ankles while my feet burned with the intense heat of the enflamed terrian. The hooded cloak offered some relief to the flying debri. I could see the dropoff getting closer on the melting horizon. Eventually, I hit the sturdy clay entrance. I swing the hatchet up and crawl in as I finally find relief to the hurling winds and merciless sand particles. The underground compound runs deeper into the ground, decending down steps I reach the open bottom level. The mobile home rests in the middle as warm glowing lights shine through the blinds of the musty windows. I knock the familiar rhythum on the door as three smiling faces appear in front of me.
"Thank God! I was wondering if you got caught, it's been like ten hours!" Cypress exclaimed as she opened the door.
I raised my eyebrows and sighed as I set my bags on the table as the buzzards scrambled for the food.
"Let's just say it was a close one."
"Well it sure wasn't a boring day, I'll tell you that!"
A sigh was expressed from Karin's side of the room. "Does this mean we'll be relocating again?"
"I'm not sure yet. The Socists blueprints and data still have this area as full of mines and explosives for a 100 mile radius. We'll be fine until they figure out that they have false information."
"Yeah well they've got a lot of that." Elizabeth muffled between stuffing bread in their mouth.
Silence crept over the air as everyone dug into the food bag. I watched silently as Juliet grabbed a ration and decended to the back room. I couldn't help but exhale and point my sight south. I nudged Merlin.
"Still nothing?" I asked under my breath.
My friend stopped chewing her food and took a large swallow before turning to me. "Yeah, Cypress has been back there a few times today but there's no change."
"Has she said anything to Cypress?"
"Not in her own will. She'll answer to Cypress if she asks a question, but not other than that."
"But she's eating right?"
"A little bit. That's just cause we practicaly begged her."
Cypress emerged from behind the curtain. "Same." She breathed.
An outburst erupted from Elizabeth on the other side of the room. "Do we even know what happened? I mean it's been months and still she's acting like a beaten puppy and we have no idea why."
"That's a good point. I mean, everyone was kinda shoken up after this whole ordeal but Spencer is a whole new story. It's been months and still no change at all." Karin said.
"You were the one that found her Juliet. You didn't see anything or notice anything?" I asked.
"No, I mean all I know is when I found her in that tunnel she was really freaked out. She was trembling and sweating and she was curled up in a ball. Other than that, there was nothing around her that suggested anything happened. I don't understand why this has made her this secluded."
Memories of the M.EVAC law panic that occured nine months ago swarmed into my mind. The flashing lights and blinding spotlights from helicopters circling above came rushing back to my memory. The yelling commands and civilian screams were brought to the surface. The faces of my parents wishing my goodnight with sorrow eteched in their faces and the last look at my old house. The pelting gunfire raining around me in the black night as I raced to nowhere. The screeching tires on wet pavement and the harsh downpour of rain on the windsheld. The heart-numbing explosion as hellfire transforms to charcoal smoke which disappears into the sky's void.
"What do we do?" Merlin asked and released everyone from their deep thoughts.
"What else can we do besides what we're already doing? We don't have many options." Karin answered.
The eerie silence signed an unspoken agreement between the five-some.
"Resistance to the evacuation transports and government officials have sparked throughout the country. The millions of families with multiples in the United States are desperately trying to flee the governments transports as others are openly building a resistance. Some 'uno' friends are assisting in the resistance and helping their multiple friends. The mass evacuation has been reported to be finshed by the end of this week, but with this rebellion by the people, some say that this movement won't be as easy as the government expected."
I felt the anger building up inside my being while I paced back and forth as I listened to the fuzzy words coming over the radio. I glanced down at the screen of my phone in my hand but stuffed in back into my pockets after seeing it was blank.