Hurt and Injured

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We all sat around Amirita's kitchen table, drinking coffee. I was staring into space at Riza and Amirita.

"Yazzie?" Amirita snapped, "consternate." I sighed. I couldn't concentrate.

"Yazzie, are you Ok?" Riza asked worriedly. I smiled wirily.

"The plan failed," I sighed.

"No it didn't!" Amirita cried, "We got all the uniforms." I shook my head,

"And we lost most of our team!" I shut my eyes, "We have to get them back."

"How?" Riza asked. 

"I don't know," I said calmly.

"We need to go under cover!" Riza said suddenly, "they'll be punished and all of that sort of thing happens at the front of the justice building, we need to get there now!" I nodded and stood up, Amirita got up too. Half an hour latter we appeared on Amirita's doorstep. We looked nothing like us. Riza had worked her magic on us. My long brown hair was braided and pinned up. My face was covered in a thin layer of makeup and I was wearing a summery pink dress. Riza had covered her short brown hair with a flowery headscarf and she was wearing a matching top. Amirita was dressed in a navy blue jumper and jeans and she had pinned her long blonde hair up under a cap. She looked just like a boy. We ran as fast as we could up to the justice building. I gulped just as we arrived. There was a massive crowd around the building. That could only mean one thing, I pushed through the crowd until I was at the front. I closed my eyes at the sight. Louien lay lifeless on the floor and Arnold hung from his arms from a piece of wood. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. I couldn't see Gregory or Comley anywhere. Riza and Amirita appeared at my side.

"What's the plan?" I hissed. Riza shrugged. I rolled my eyes. I edged myself over to Louien. I bent down and felt her wrist. Pulse. She was alive. I heard the whip lash down on Arnold's back. I turned Louien over to see her back. Her top was torn where the whip had hit her. There was only a few strips of fabric keeping the top together. We needed to get her to a doctor. I looked up. The only people paying me any attention were Riza and Amirita. I gave them a worried look. Louien was out cold and I was pretty sure that Arnold was too by now. Riza and Amirita came over to me,

"What do we do?" Riza asked. 

"You and Amirita take Louien to Muffie's, one of you stay with and one of you come back. I'll stay here and keep an eye on Arnold." I answered, the both nodded and hauled Louien off to Muffie's, the doctors. The whip struck Arnold's back again. The head peace keeper marched up to Arnold and the boy who was doing the whipping,

"You can stop now, Noah," she said. Noah nodded,

"Whatever you say Thaw." Noah untied Arnold and Arnold's limp body fell to the floor. The crowd began to part as I ran over to Arnold. He was lying on his belly with his arms in the air. The shirt on his back was in an even worse condition than Liouen's. I quickly scanned the crowd, neither Riza or Amirita were back. I heaved Arnold over my shoulder. My knees buckled under his weight. I slowly began to head off to Muffie's, Arnold's feet dragged along the floor,

"YAZZIE!" I turned my head to see Riza running towards me. Riza gasped at the sight of Arnold but she still grabbed hold of Arnold's legs and between us we started to carry Arnold to Muffie's. 

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