To The Waterfall
Anya headed to the front door. Four cars rolled up to the front of the small house. She watched through the window as 16 peacekeepers headed out of the house and went to surround the house. Leksa and Klark just left, she needed to distract them. She had managed to swipe a pistol from the capitol as she had fled before.
Anya opened the front door, screamed in fury and shot the two closest peacekeepers. The first peacekeeper dropped to the floor and the second hollered in pain, clutching his arm. She shot him again, not missing her target and he fell to the floor. She slammed the door closed again and moved the table from the living area to be up against the front door.
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Leksa and Klark had made it to the start of forrest when they heard a peacekeeper scream “There they are!”
Leksa exchanged a look with Klark. Keep up. Leksa told her with her eyes. She started at a full spring, heading east. They could detour to the waterfall. They made it far enough ahead and Leksa saw what she had found a few days ago. A tall, sturdy climbing tree.
“Up!” She screamed and pointed at the tree. She leapt from her spot and managed to land on a branch, Klark having to start from the bottom and climb up.
They made it far enough up and Leksa drew her swords. “Get ready Klark.” Leksa readied herself to pounce. “Kijo stay until I call for you.” She took him off of her shoulder and put him on the branch to her right. He turned his head and nodded, seeming to understand the instructions.
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Anya ran into Leksa and Klarks bedroom, quietly closing the door behind her and slid under the bed, waiting.
“Where’d she go?!” She heard an aggrivated peacekeeper say.
“Spread out. It’s a small house.” She heard another reply.
She could various doors being opened and soon heard the door to the bedroom being opened. She tensed and slid to as far from the door as she could and got out of the other side of the bed.
“Miss me?” She teased the peacekeeper. She leaped across the bed, using the blunt end of the gun and slammed it into the peacekeeper’s throat. Using his temporary choking to her advantage she swiftly had him in a headlock and had his back against her front, effectively using him as a human shield.
She held her pistol against his head and moved out from the bedroom, keeping her back against the wall. Two peacekeepers appeared from other rooms in the house and as soon as she had a clear shot, the gun rang and they collapsed to the floor in lifeless piles. She shoved her human shield against the wall in front of her, letting him go, and as he tried to regain his footing, she shot him in the head too. She looked up and down the hall, both doors to the outside having been opened. She ran and slid across the floor into a closet and closed the door with her momentum.
She waited.
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Leksa could hear the peacekeepers running to try and find them.
“Where the hell did they go?” One screamed out in frustration. They had slowed to a walking pace and were trying to track the pair. Leksa looked at Klark and Klark nodded, her bow having an arrow drawn.
“Up here you big horses ass!” Leksa screamed at them. She rose her swords in the air and lept down, effectively cuting one of the peacekeepers head clean off. Klark relased an arrow but missed and soon had relased a second arrow, getting one through the neck and having it pass through and get another on the shoulder. Leksa looked up at the injured peacekeeper and the remaining unscathed one and stood, flicking the blood off of her swords.
She ran forward and put her swords into the uninjured peacekeeper, running him back into a tree. She swiftly pulled the swords out and sliced him across the chest and legs. She watched the light leave his eyes to ensure he was dead and as the other peacekeeper went to shoot an arrow went into his head.
Leksa’s eyes went up to the tree and she nodded at Klark. “Kijo!” She screamed out. The monkey flew down from the tree, landing on her back and settled himself again. Leksa watched Klark climb down from the tree and the pair took off again, this time going north east in a big circle that would end them at the waterfall.
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Anya sighed at how she had placed herself. If she could get to the trees, she could lose the rest of them and get to the waterfall. Her thoughts were broken when the closet door was opened, a gun pointed at her. She dropped to the floor in a crouch and kicked the peacekeepers knee, hearing a snap. She pointed her own gun at him and a shot rang out. She traded her gun for his, needing the ammo and headed toward the back door.
7 peacekeepers stood between her and the forest. She heard the gunshot and quickly darted back beside the door, shielding herself. She peeked her head out and saw the 3 peacekeepers headed toward the back door. She looked to the front door and saw the other 4 headed to the front.
Shit shit shit. Anya was panicking. If she could get one door clear she would be okay to run. She went ran across the hall into the kitchen, two shots being fired in her direction. She stood at the opposite end of the table, facing the hall, her gun at the ready. The 3 peacekeepers from the back door were the first to be in the kitchen. She fired four shots, the peacekeepers dropping down one after another. She dropped to the floor and waited for the last four.
They seemed to be smarter as they waited in the hall. At least until one got impatient and headed into the kitchen. She shot him in the leg and then as she turned to shoot her, she shot him in the head.
There was a long pause until another peacekeeper entered. He ran in trying to get the element of surprise but was met by a kick to his knee and a gunshot to the head. The last two entered at once, on each side of the room. Anya wiggled her way under the long table and kicked them both to the ground as they passed. She shot one in the head but the other managed to get a shot to her arm.
She cried out in pain and quickly shifted, killing the final peacekeeper. She got out from under the table and winced at the pain. The fireplace in the kitchen had still been going.
“Thank the Gods.” She whispered. She tore a piece of her shirt off and wrapped it around the bullet hole, trying to use the pressure to stop the bleeding. She couldn’t have peacekeepers following her. She stepped over the bodies and into the bedroom, pulling a blanket with her back into the kitchen. She placed a corner of the blanket into the fire and watched it catch.
If Leksa and Klark couldn’t have this house, then neither could Snow. She exited out of the back door and headed toward the waterfall, ignoring the pain in her arm.