As I picked him up he twisted in air landing -perfectly balanced - on the ground, holding my arms. He clutched my claws so hard I was finding it hard not to cry. My first instinct was to run, get out before I turned out like my meals. I started to run away hoping to loosen my attackers hands, but he stood firm pulling my arms back.
He started to catch up to me, and eventually picked me up again. “Let me go you d*ck.” “Can you stop screaming for two minutes and let me explain.” “You need water and food before you go on a long journey.” You don’t get it do you huh. I started to tear up realizing that if I try and attack him again, I was not going to get anywhere. His forehead was getting redder and redder each time I looked at him. “My nephew is all alone with my friends and they have no way to defend themselves at our camp. I need to be back there. I can not leave
They began closing in from both sides, the only way out being straight ahead, continuing down the road. I kept pace with the others, dodging and jumping, until I heard Musa grunt and hit the ground. I stopped and ran back towards him, helping him up. He had tripped over a stretcher, and it looked like his knee and arm were bleeding pretty badly.
The world was spinning, I’ve been hit, this was the end. Without a thought I pulled the trigger, I saw three of him, but I knew that If I could end it I would. I wanted to be remembered a hero who saved our race, died in the battlefield. As I fell back a smile crept into my face as I heard a loud grunt, I did it , I killed him. I was ready to hit the hard concrete floor as our troops came out of hiding, but I fell into something delicate.
I could tell Tim felt bad, he wanted to warn him. He kept on saying that the man had done no harm, I could have warned hm. I had to tell him that this is the war and that he had a perfect kill. Also that he is a soldier, so he should shape
"Stay down, bitch." He obviously considered me his enemy, but that would never change even after I did what I knew he expected me to do. He let go of my hair and moved his hand to his waist. As soon as he let go, I slumped onto my right side.
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