When I Found Myself

Rayne's POV

I hide behind the wall and peek out, watching them all getting into the train. Once they all get in, I'll go around the other side and get in the luggage room and hide there. They won't take me back..I mean, I AM willing to fight.
They all load the train, and the train starts to move. I quickly run to the other side and the train starts moving faster. My feet in my tennis shoes run across the white rocks. I throw open the luggage door. The trains going faster. My hand is still latched onto the door handle. The train picks up speed and my legs come off the ground. I struggle to pull on the door and once I am up far enough, I jump inside of the train. I push harshly on the door and it closes. I sit on the floor, panting. I made it.

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The train stops and my eyes shoot open. I quickly run up to the door, to get inside the train. I make it just as some people open the luggage door. No one's in the back room of the train. I keep walking up to the first room as Prelude walks out of the door and onto the ground. I hope she doesn't see me.
I get out of the train and get my armour from one of the men that had opened the door. I quickly put it on. Then I see Prelude staring at me, not looking surprised at all...but..smiling?

Harver's POV

I stab the mans chest and then pull out my long sword quickly. I move on to the next and I hear the train whistle. Good thing too...we need more men. I stab one after the other and then run to the train. I have to get the new warriors in here quickly.
I look at the men that the train has brought. That's when I see her, Rayne.

Rayne's POV

Harver's eyes grow large when he spots me.
"I knew you would come...be careful." Prelude whispers in my ear. I smile at her then turn back and look in front of me, only to find Harver standing directly in front of me.
Without taking his eyes off mine, he yells to the rest of the warriors,"Get out there!" and they all obey. "What are you doing here?" His teeth are gritted, obviously he's very angry.
"I'm fighting, like everyone else. I'm not a weakling, Harver." My eyes are glaring at him.
"Get back on that train Rayne." His teeth are still gritted.
"No." I say, and spit in his face. He looks stunned, like someone just well...spit in his face, which I did. I shove Harver's shoulder and walk past him. My evil glare is sent towards the battlefield and the anger inside me boils.