Chapter 2

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Tyler

"Hurry up!" I whisper shouted.

"Don't get your panties in a twist, Ty! I'm going," Rylee replied.

She finished picking the lock and it let out a whine as she pulled open the door. We ran inside at full speed until we made it to the guys' side of the prison.

"It's about time! Open up the door, I'm itching to kick some clipborg ass!" Aaron exclaimed.

Rylee rolled her eyes as she picked the lock on the guard room. She went in and out in a flash, chucking the key ring full of keys at me. I fumbled with them before going over and unlocking Aaron's cell, then Cole's, Zack's and Chris's.

"Thanks," Zack gave me his 1,000 watt smile.

"No problem, but we have to go. Now," I said urgently, anxiously tapping my foot on the floor. The guards will be here any second.

"What about our anklets?" Chris asked.

Rylee came back out of the guard room. "I got the keys, let's roll."

I gave her a quick nod and we ran again. We ran until I could barely breathe. I could hear guards yelling at us to stop and the thudding of their footsteps behind us. I prayed Sera and the rest of the girls were able to get into position. Or at least they were able to get away safely.

We rounded the corner and caught sight of them. Thank God. But that's when I noticed Sera was gone.

"Where the hell is Sera?" I shriek.

"She stayed behind to confuse the guards and give us some time," Xena let out all in one breath.

"What?" I was fuming. How could they have left her by herself? What if they got her? What if she's hurt? Questions swirled in my mind in a fury fog.

"There she is!" Ryann shouted, pointing to the hallway to our right.

"The guards are tailing her," Hazel added.

"And us," Cole growled as the guards that were behind us before finally caught up to us, coming from the left.

"Get these damn anklets off and I'll freeze them!" Aaron snarled.

My brain was on hyper speed. Guards are on both sides, while freedom is waiting up ahead. Sera needs help. She needs me. I have to help her.

Chris suddenly spoke up. "Hazel, wall to our left! Rylee, the guys' anklets!"

"Got it!" Hazel and Rylee said in unison.

"I got the right hall," I told Chris. He nodded in agreement.

Rylee fumbled with the keys and missed the keyhole three times before growling in frustration.

"Screw it!" She threw the keys to the side and lifted her finger to the keyhole. Her finger heated up, slightly glowing, as she melted Aaron's anklet off.

Hazel grunted and the ground shook. She struggled as the ground cracked open and slowly started to rise. She was too slow; the guards would get here before the wall was up. My heart dropped.

"Aaron, ice the floor!" Chris yelled.

"Gladly," Aaron raised his hands and ice shot out towards the floor, making it a slippery death trap. But somehow that only managed to get four guards as the other six kept going. Damn it.

Chris didn't falter, he instantly barked out another order. "Xena, Ryann, spray gun!"

"Spray me!" Ryann yelled as she stuck her hands out and blew a violent wind down the hall.

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