Unforgiving Love » Places

         Eerebeth slid on her heels, making a sharp turn down an alley, breaking away from her partner. Her long, dirty blonde bangs hung in front of her face, blocking her sight ahead. There was always a downside to things, wasn't there? She sighed a bit and picked up her pace, glancing behind her as she made another turn. Half of the group had followed her, but the other half seemed to have followed Andrew. Grunting, she leaped over a trash can, hearing a loud whack as a bullet hit it. Maybe she should start listening to Andrew more and get herself a gun. But this young woman was more of the traditional killer.

She ducked as another bullet whizzed by. Continuing to run, she pulled her bow off of her back and an arrow. She readied it before twirling in a quick circle and shooting at the closest of her enemies. He gave out a loud yell and fell. A smile grew as she continued to run, panting now. Erebeth had been trained to kill, trained to run, but she was only human. Sooner or later her legs would give out and she'd be dead.

A crack of lightning followed by a roll of thunder sounded nearby. Time was running out. As if that weren't enough for right now, she could hear sirens coming towards her from another direction, as rain began to fall. Soon the streets and sidewalks would be too wet to safely run on. Amadeus tried to judge how close each party was. If she was lucky, her little trick would pay off.

As soon as the next bullet was fired at her, she fell to the ground and screamed as if in pain. Soon enough, the men had been replaced with cops, looking down at a strange young woman on the ground. Once they were close enough to her and not paying attention, she whipped her leg out and spun, making them fall. Pulling out her sickle and chain, she begun to defend herself against the other two cops that had shown up, decapitating one and knocking another unconscious. In the confusion one of the policemen had shot another, leaving enough of a distraction for her to start running again. By now, her legs were in agony and her mind was racing, trying to think of where Andrew might have gone. She quickly turned a corner, heading back to the area where they'd split up.