Snippet #1696464

Zoey's lungs burned as she sprinted from the boy who had suddenly began chasing her. How she had even cecome involved in the situation, she had no clue, she only knew that this 'Institution' had attacked. Quite suddenly, Jason jumped out from nowhere, sending the boy flying with a burst of flames. She was usddenly wrapped in his arms, feeling safe as she was engulfed by his warmth and colonge. "Zoey, are you ok?!" He asked, so obviously concerened she had to smile.
"I'm fine..."
He gently shoved her behind him and she turned to see that the boy was standing, snow white hair glistening in the light from a few sparks of Jason's fire.
"Run as far as you can away from the castle. I'll handle this punk.."
She paused, long enough to see the boy raise his arm to point at Jason accusingly. "Traitor."

"Traitor?" Zoey questioned, not moving. "What?" The boy inched closer, and she decided she didn't care what he meant at the moment. She gripped Jason's sleeve and tugged gently. "C'mon, I'm not going anywhere without you."
Then suddenly, something struck her, an idea that turned the gears in her mind as everything slowly clicked into place. "Oh god. You made a deal with them, didn't you?"
As she spoke she was still tugging, still pulling, trying to remove them both from the danger with gentle prompting.