Third Person Perspective.
"Uhh, guys! Major problem," Nathaniel said, his head turned out to face the back window.
"Jace, you're gonna have to lose them," Jade cried.
"How!?"
"I don't know! Any way possible!"
In the backseat of the car, Nathaniel and Vivian were sat with their backs to the front seat, staring directly out the window and at the cars approaching them. On the middle seat, their guns were strewn across. At the front were Jade and Jace. Jade screaming at her brother with a multitude of different directions, routes, and things he should be doing- each one countering the other.
"Are they faster than us?"
"No," Vivian answered, "But there's not much in it."
"It's because we're weighed down with everything in the back," Nathaniel pointed out.
Any signs of tension between the group had been overpowered with a feeling of pure fright. Everyone unsure of how many more adrenalin rushes they could survive in such a short amount of time.
"Down there!"
Jade pointed to their left. A dirty, gravelly track situated there. And Jace abruptly turned the wheel in that direction, those in the back grabbing onto the handles from the inside to stop from swinging in the same way. Trees dotted across the grass either side, the path muddy in places where the rain from previous days had not yet dried up.
Maybe for a moment, they believed they weren't being followed, and that it was all an ugly coincidence produced from the paranoia within their minds.
But the two vehicles found their way down the same path, never changing their speed or hesitating once.
"What now!? Do we just keep driving until one of us runs out of petrol!?"
Suddenly, the unbearable sounds of impact echoed within the cab. Making them jump out of their skin. A single shell hitting underneath the back window, sending a crack running right up through it, impairing how well they could see through it. Someone was hanging out the side of the front window, some kind of light assault rifle in their grasp.
Vivian and Nathaniel sank down into their seats, going as low as they could to try and avoid any that may break their way through the window, looking for something to kill. Dust from the gravel that wasn't dampened with rain spraying up and against the bottom of the car, sometimes higher with the sudden lurches Jace put the car through.
"Now would be a REALLY good time for someone to have a miracle plan!" Jade screamed, also ducking down on her seat, gripping round and looking behind her.
"Look, I can keep driving for now, but the second one of them hits one of our tyres, we're screwed," Jace said, continuing to twist it in each and every direction, aiming to move their target as much as possible.
"That's it!" Vivian exclaimed, a daring hint of joy and excitement entwined in her voice, her blue eyes lighting up with thrill.
Taking no time to explain her thoughts and plan, she grabbed one of the rifles on the backseat and made way to open her passenger door. Positioning herself on her side, her legs sprawled over the backseat and Nathaniel's own legs, as she did so.
"What are you doing!?"
"If I can hit their tyres, they can't drive. I just have to do it before they hit ours."
The moment she opened her door, she waited a moment before having the audacity to peak.
And she was smart for that, the bullets being directly aimed towards it instantly. Only when they started to be redirected once again did she tilt her head and upper body even vaguely out of the threshold of the car, firing almost instantly.
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Life After Death
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