Held Down | By : twilight84 Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 1379 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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She ran into the inky blackness around her, knowing that she couldn’t stop. They were behind her, she could practically feel their breath on her neck. She just kept running. The only sound that could be heard, other than the rapid shouts from her pursuers were her boots pounding against the pavement.
“Thump the mutie! Smear its ass in the dirt!” One of her belligerent attackers bellowed. She knew that the people around here heard that, she knew they had, but no one would come. She knew that they would rather let her get smashed into a bloody pulp than help. Better her filthy blood on the ground than on their hands.
Her face wasask ask of eerie calm, but her mind was running a mile a minute. Thoughts in her head ranged from, ‘Just keep breathing’ to the frantic, ‘This is the way I’m going to die, no one will help me and they are just gonna them kill me’ to the absurd, ‘Those fuckers are gonna smash up my discman and cds’ and ‘If I’m gonna do this in the future, I’ve got to stop smoking.’ The last of which she knew wasn’t true because she didn’t smoke. She tried so desperately to stop thinking and just keep her steady pace running. If she could just outlast them, not outrun them, she would be okay.
But the men just seemed to be getting closer, “We’re gonna get you, you fucking freak!” She dared not look back, she didn’t want to know how close she was to getting her head smashed in.
As hard as it was, she sped up just slightly and clutched her backpack closer to her and kept going. She scanned the area in front of her and realized that there was an alleyway leading off to the right, but the last thing she needed was a dead end. Her best bet was to stay on the main road and hopefully she would soon run into some humane people or at least she could slip away unnoticed in a crowd.
She became angry because she didn’t understand why this street was so empty. This place wasn’t a ‘true’ residential area, it had places people would go to…like warehouses. She sighed when she realized that she had run, in her confusion, to a street that seemed to be lined with warehouses.
“Oh well,” she whispered to herself, “Just keep running Miranda, and you’ll be okay.” She became aware of her long hooded trench coat whipping around her as a strong wind out of no where pulled it out behind her. She didn’t have time to think about it and continued to run.
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