Crimson Rain
Chapter 7: Crimson Rain
Rain. To many, it's looked to as a burdon. They take it for granted. To others, it's an everyday thing that just never stops. But, to someone who hasn't seen the outside world in a month...it's beautiful. The heavy rain fell from the heavens, cooling the air, giving it a slightly humid feel. Even under the dense foliage of the tree, I was still getting drenched. It didn't bother me at all. In fact, I was getting cleaner.
It had been an hour or two since we escaped from the facility. The exit we took led to a small cave, making the exit hard to find. We found our way out and began trying to find a way out of the forest, and out to the nearest town. If we could find a town, we could get some help from the police, and bust the jackholes at that facility.
I stood there, thinking on how I was gonna find this town. It was gonna be hard, as we had no idea where the hell we were, or even if there was a town around here. But I didn't care. The most important thing right now was to get as far away as possible from this place.
I stood there on that branch for what seemed like forever, and just stared out at the rain drenched forest. It entranced me, making me space off into it's beauty. The real reason I was up there was to check to make sure that we weren't being followed by any guards. I was the lookout.
I had been standing there for an hour, ignoring the fact that I was soaked to the bone, and it was the middle of the night, making me cold. The icy wind wasn't helping much either. The rain had fallen, without hesitation, for hours. I was tired, and needed sleep. I yawned, and with that, I jumped down from the branch, and down to the tree's trunk, where Sparks and Mikka were laying.
Mikka had blacked out immeadiatly, but Sparks was leaning against the tree, staring at me. I looked at him for a few seconds and then asked, "What is it?"
He looked over and said, "Well, what are we doing?"
"I'm not sure..." I answered, confused like him.
"Do you have any idea of what we should do?"
"Only one," I started, "We have to find a nearby town, and get help. I'm sure that they'll have police there."
"Well, where is this magic town your talking about?"
I looked at him blankly, and he instantly got the message. I desperatly wated to come across any town at this moment. I was tired, hungry, and had a mind control chip that was sending small painful electric discharges through my body every 5 minutes. I wasn't sure if the chip had broken, fried, or was just having troubles, but it was pissing me off. I needed to get it out.
I looked over at Mikka. She was curled into her shell, trying to keep warm in this chilled night weather. With all the rain dropping on her, it was a pointless attempt. I felt sorry for her and Sparks.
"They don't deserve this...no one does..."
I sharply turned, and saw that Sparks had fallen asleep, still in the same position as before. Me being tired, I leaned against the tree, right between Sparks and Mikka, and silently drifted off into the dark of sleep.
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My dreams now were dark, and usually contained my death flashing repeatidly before my eyes. Being shot, stabbed, or just dropping dead from starvation. Even when I was awake, theses terrible images flashed in my head, with no end at all. It was enough to make you want to end it all, but I held on. I had faith that we'd get help, and put a stop to all this.
I awoke, startled by a loud booming noise in the distance. I literally lept up from where I was sleeping, and ran up the tree like a frightened cat. When I had realized what I had done, I almost slapped myself. I was hoping that no one had seen that. I was overcome by that feeling, shot my head around, and realized that Mikka and Sparks were already up the tree, peeking their heads out of the leaves.
"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, rather loudly. That's when both of them jumped on me and put their hands on my mouth. They gave a quick "sshhh", and pointed into the direction of where they were poking their heads out.
Mikka whispered, "You certainly did wake up at a great time. Someone is shooting guns out there...we're afraid it might be someone from the facility." She sounded frightened. I went over and took a peek thorugh the dense leaves.
Just then, another gun shot sounded, causing me to jump in my spot. I looked further out, and thats when I saw them. The 2 guards from the facility were wandering through the forest, blindly looking for us. In their hands, large weapons (most likely the sounds from before).
They were different weapons than the ones they had had at the facility. They were black, and looked larger. The barrel protruded more outward, and the clip hung out in front of the trigger. On the top, there was what looked to be a handle, and securely placed on top of that, was a scope.
The first thought that crossed my mind was whether or not they were as deadly as the ones from before. Well, just that minute I got my answer. One of the guards signaled upward, where a lone Pidgeotto was just hovering up in the sky, enjoying the damp morning breeze. Just then, the black-haired guard shouldered his weapon, aimed high at the bird, and fired a single round. The Pidgeotto exploded into a large cloud of feathers, and went spiraling down the the ground with a soft thump.
I backed up in shock of what I had just seen. "What happened?!" Sparks said running up to me. Mikka ran up to the hole and peered out. After a few seconds she came up to me and asked the same question Sparks had asked.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I'm not sure. I think they shot a Pidgeotto..." I said.
"We're lucky...it could have been us..." said Sparks, trying to raise the positives. Mikka had gotten wide-eyed.
In the distance, you could hear them laughing in triumph. It sickened me. I couldn't see how shooting a defenseless Pokemon with large weaponry could bring joy to anyone. They had no souls...no remorse...no humanity...
With that, I turned, and hopped down from the tree. I started towards the opposite direction from the guards, and after a few seconds, Mikka and Sparks followed.
We now needed a way out more than ever. They were so close by, and at any minute, they could find them. I began to sprint in the opposite direction without noticing, and never looking back. I could tell that Mikka and Sparks were have a hard time keeping up, so I slowed my pace a bit, allowing them to go ahead of me by a few feet.
After maybe 15 or 20 minutes of constant running, we stopped at a tree to catch a quick break, and try to find some food lying around. I climbed up the nearest tree and found my face beaming with joy when I saw a few apples hanging daintly on it's branches. I tore them from their place, and brought them down for us to enjoy. After finishing his apple, Sparks looked to me and asked, "So...any ideas as to where we're headed?"
"No," I started, swallowing a big chunk of apple, "but I'm sure that we have at least gotten far away from the guards."
"Pretty sure?!" Mikka asked in a shocked tone, almost choking on her food. She swallowed what she choked on, and continue her ranting, "I dont want a pretty sure! I want a definitly! I am not going to die in their hands!"
"I'll figure out where we are! Just take it easy...you're going to choke..." I said, but she began yelling at me again.
"I would much rather choke to death on an apple than have a large rifle bullet fly through my head at mach 3! Wouldn't you!?"
I nodded in response, trying to avoid being yelled at again. She was having some very weird mood swings. When I met her, she seemed souless. While escaping, she had a joyful attutude. But now, she was biting my head off for something out of my control. I just didn't understand women...
After we finished are little break, we began looking for a town. The sky above was a swarm of clouds and moisture. The rain had dissappeared last night, leaving no more than muddy puddles, and 3 soaked Pokemon.
While in the midst of thought, I heard a sound from behind. It was the small crack of a twig. A weird shiver rode it's way down my back, but I ignored it and kept onward. After another few seconds, another snap. I stopped. Mikka asked, "What's wrong, Raik?"
Another snap sounded, then a few strange metallic clicks. At that moment, I realized what had been bothering me.
The guards!
Without any warning, I yelled, "Get Down!" I dropped down, and covered my head, just as a loud gunshot rang through the air. Something had splattered all over my back, and I had a bad feeling about it. My suspicions were confirmed when Mikka let out a loud shriek of terror. In a flash, I got up and turned around, and faced a truely grusome sight.
Mikka was staring in terror at Sparks, who now had a hole in his chest the size of a golf ball. Blood was pouring profusely from the hole, and all over the ground in front of him. He stood there, almost completely frozen, then he looked down at the tremendous wound, and looked back up at me with large eyes. The last thing he said was, "Ah crap," then he fell face first into the pool of his own blood, dead.
Mikka hadn't moved an inch, but I could see her eyes welling up with tears. She was spotted with blood, which I was guessing was all over my back as well. I wasn't sure how I felt. I was shocked, and sad at the same time. I held back tears, but some had escaped me. Before I could mourn any longer, another gunshot sounded, and we both ran and took cover in a nearby tree.
We waited quietly for the guards to leave. After moments of silence, we heard the sound of footsteps nearing the area where Sparks was laying. For a moment, there was no sound, then came mild laughter. Finally, more footsteps leading away from us, and then nothing.
I sat on that branch, and slowly drifted off, as Mikka sobbed uncontrolably. There was nothing that could calm her now. Nothing I could do. Our souls had almost been completely shattered by this whole ordeal, and it wouldn't be much longer before we joined Sparks, and died in the terror of our own blood...
Rain. To many, it's looked to as a burdon. They take it for granted. To others, it's an everyday thing that just never stops. But, to someone who hasn't seen the outside world in a month...it's beautiful. The heavy rain fell from the heavens, cooling the air, giving it a slightly humid feel. Even under the dense foliage of the tree, I was still getting drenched. It didn't bother me at all. In fact, I was getting cleaner.
It had been an hour or two since we escaped from the facility. The exit we took led to a small cave, making the exit hard to find. We found our way out and began trying to find a way out of the forest, and out to the nearest town. If we could find a town, we could get some help from the police, and bust the jackholes at that facility.
I stood there, thinking on how I was gonna find this town. It was gonna be hard, as we had no idea where the hell we were, or even if there was a town around here. But I didn't care. The most important thing right now was to get as far away as possible from this place.
I stood there on that branch for what seemed like forever, and just stared out at the rain drenched forest. It entranced me, making me space off into it's beauty. The real reason I was up there was to check to make sure that we weren't being followed by any guards. I was the lookout.
I had been standing there for an hour, ignoring the fact that I was soaked to the bone, and it was the middle of the night, making me cold. The icy wind wasn't helping much either. The rain had fallen, without hesitation, for hours. I was tired, and needed sleep. I yawned, and with that, I jumped down from the branch, and down to the tree's trunk, where Sparks and Mikka were laying.
Mikka had blacked out immeadiatly, but Sparks was leaning against the tree, staring at me. I looked at him for a few seconds and then asked, "What is it?"
He looked over and said, "Well, what are we doing?"
"I'm not sure..." I answered, confused like him.
"Do you have any idea of what we should do?"
"Only one," I started, "We have to find a nearby town, and get help. I'm sure that they'll have police there."
"Well, where is this magic town your talking about?"
I looked at him blankly, and he instantly got the message. I desperatly wated to come across any town at this moment. I was tired, hungry, and had a mind control chip that was sending small painful electric discharges through my body every 5 minutes. I wasn't sure if the chip had broken, fried, or was just having troubles, but it was pissing me off. I needed to get it out.
I looked over at Mikka. She was curled into her shell, trying to keep warm in this chilled night weather. With all the rain dropping on her, it was a pointless attempt. I felt sorry for her and Sparks.
"They don't deserve this...no one does..."
I sharply turned, and saw that Sparks had fallen asleep, still in the same position as before. Me being tired, I leaned against the tree, right between Sparks and Mikka, and silently drifted off into the dark of sleep.
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My dreams now were dark, and usually contained my death flashing repeatidly before my eyes. Being shot, stabbed, or just dropping dead from starvation. Even when I was awake, theses terrible images flashed in my head, with no end at all. It was enough to make you want to end it all, but I held on. I had faith that we'd get help, and put a stop to all this.
I awoke, startled by a loud booming noise in the distance. I literally lept up from where I was sleeping, and ran up the tree like a frightened cat. When I had realized what I had done, I almost slapped myself. I was hoping that no one had seen that. I was overcome by that feeling, shot my head around, and realized that Mikka and Sparks were already up the tree, peeking their heads out of the leaves.
"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, rather loudly. That's when both of them jumped on me and put their hands on my mouth. They gave a quick "sshhh", and pointed into the direction of where they were poking their heads out.
Mikka whispered, "You certainly did wake up at a great time. Someone is shooting guns out there...we're afraid it might be someone from the facility." She sounded frightened. I went over and took a peek thorugh the dense leaves.
Just then, another gun shot sounded, causing me to jump in my spot. I looked further out, and thats when I saw them. The 2 guards from the facility were wandering through the forest, blindly looking for us. In their hands, large weapons (most likely the sounds from before).
They were different weapons than the ones they had had at the facility. They were black, and looked larger. The barrel protruded more outward, and the clip hung out in front of the trigger. On the top, there was what looked to be a handle, and securely placed on top of that, was a scope.
The first thought that crossed my mind was whether or not they were as deadly as the ones from before. Well, just that minute I got my answer. One of the guards signaled upward, where a lone Pidgeotto was just hovering up in the sky, enjoying the damp morning breeze. Just then, the black-haired guard shouldered his weapon, aimed high at the bird, and fired a single round. The Pidgeotto exploded into a large cloud of feathers, and went spiraling down the the ground with a soft thump.
I backed up in shock of what I had just seen. "What happened?!" Sparks said running up to me. Mikka ran up to the hole and peered out. After a few seconds she came up to me and asked the same question Sparks had asked.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I'm not sure. I think they shot a Pidgeotto..." I said.
"We're lucky...it could have been us..." said Sparks, trying to raise the positives. Mikka had gotten wide-eyed.
In the distance, you could hear them laughing in triumph. It sickened me. I couldn't see how shooting a defenseless Pokemon with large weaponry could bring joy to anyone. They had no souls...no remorse...no humanity...
With that, I turned, and hopped down from the tree. I started towards the opposite direction from the guards, and after a few seconds, Mikka and Sparks followed.
We now needed a way out more than ever. They were so close by, and at any minute, they could find them. I began to sprint in the opposite direction without noticing, and never looking back. I could tell that Mikka and Sparks were have a hard time keeping up, so I slowed my pace a bit, allowing them to go ahead of me by a few feet.
After maybe 15 or 20 minutes of constant running, we stopped at a tree to catch a quick break, and try to find some food lying around. I climbed up the nearest tree and found my face beaming with joy when I saw a few apples hanging daintly on it's branches. I tore them from their place, and brought them down for us to enjoy. After finishing his apple, Sparks looked to me and asked, "So...any ideas as to where we're headed?"
"No," I started, swallowing a big chunk of apple, "but I'm sure that we have at least gotten far away from the guards."
"Pretty sure?!" Mikka asked in a shocked tone, almost choking on her food. She swallowed what she choked on, and continue her ranting, "I dont want a pretty sure! I want a definitly! I am not going to die in their hands!"
"I'll figure out where we are! Just take it easy...you're going to choke..." I said, but she began yelling at me again.
"I would much rather choke to death on an apple than have a large rifle bullet fly through my head at mach 3! Wouldn't you!?"
I nodded in response, trying to avoid being yelled at again. She was having some very weird mood swings. When I met her, she seemed souless. While escaping, she had a joyful attutude. But now, she was biting my head off for something out of my control. I just didn't understand women...
After we finished are little break, we began looking for a town. The sky above was a swarm of clouds and moisture. The rain had dissappeared last night, leaving no more than muddy puddles, and 3 soaked Pokemon.
While in the midst of thought, I heard a sound from behind. It was the small crack of a twig. A weird shiver rode it's way down my back, but I ignored it and kept onward. After another few seconds, another snap. I stopped. Mikka asked, "What's wrong, Raik?"
Another snap sounded, then a few strange metallic clicks. At that moment, I realized what had been bothering me.
The guards!
Without any warning, I yelled, "Get Down!" I dropped down, and covered my head, just as a loud gunshot rang through the air. Something had splattered all over my back, and I had a bad feeling about it. My suspicions were confirmed when Mikka let out a loud shriek of terror. In a flash, I got up and turned around, and faced a truely grusome sight.
Mikka was staring in terror at Sparks, who now had a hole in his chest the size of a golf ball. Blood was pouring profusely from the hole, and all over the ground in front of him. He stood there, almost completely frozen, then he looked down at the tremendous wound, and looked back up at me with large eyes. The last thing he said was, "Ah crap," then he fell face first into the pool of his own blood, dead.
Mikka hadn't moved an inch, but I could see her eyes welling up with tears. She was spotted with blood, which I was guessing was all over my back as well. I wasn't sure how I felt. I was shocked, and sad at the same time. I held back tears, but some had escaped me. Before I could mourn any longer, another gunshot sounded, and we both ran and took cover in a nearby tree.
We waited quietly for the guards to leave. After moments of silence, we heard the sound of footsteps nearing the area where Sparks was laying. For a moment, there was no sound, then came mild laughter. Finally, more footsteps leading away from us, and then nothing.
I sat on that branch, and slowly drifted off, as Mikka sobbed uncontrolably. There was nothing that could calm her now. Nothing I could do. Our souls had almost been completely shattered by this whole ordeal, and it wouldn't be much longer before we joined Sparks, and died in the terror of our own blood...