Snippet #960355

Ezekiel had stood back, watching Alice run out of the house. He had no idea why, but he felt as if making a movement to stop her, he might hurt her. It was what she was feeling inside, it made him on edge, incredibly fragile. He could sense her anger, fear, resentment, and it only aggravated his.

Running almost robotically, rain soaked their hair and clothes, but Ezekiel was so busy thinking to himself he hadn't thought about the bike until they were nearly to the beach. "Quickly, now!" Nero called behind her, pulling him out of his stupor. He looked up at her and nodded. Speeding up, it was as if the heightened tension made him lose feeling in his muscles. While they should have been worn down, they ran faster, and while they should have been chilled to the bone, the raindrops rolled off of them like nothing.

Up ahead, finally, Ezekiel could see a small but frightening figure with captives... obviously government lackies that had underestimated her. "Nero.." Ezekiel jerked his head in their direction, keeping a determined eye on them. "Alice!"