Caught

Johnny sprinted through the darkness, dodging trees as they jumped out in an attempt to catch him. Sweat began to slowly flow down his face like the beginnings of a stream.

Suddenly something firmly gripped his ankle, throwing him to the ground, The thistles gripped to his skin, pulling him into the ground. Johnny flailed and loosened the tight grip of the root around his ankle. Throwing himself to his feet, he glanced back over his shoulder.

"Where the hell am I?" He let the words dribble out of his mouth. Mud clung to his hands and refused to release him.

A growling noise erupted from somewhere in the darkness and soon two bright green eyes glowed brightly. A second pair of eyes appeared at least a metre above the others, except these were almost as black as the night, only the eyeball around the iris was visible.

"Stop running. This doesn't need to go any further. Hand yourself in." The deep, croaky voice spoke coolly, with no variation of tone.

Johnny cracked a smile and span. His legs began to remember the speed he had traveled at so many times before and soon he was in a full sprint. The panting of a dog could be heard faintly, but it's emerald eyes were now hiding in the dust and dirt being kicked up from the ground.

Out of no where a tree appeared and Johnny's shoulder cracked on impact and he span out of control. He felt his feet lift from the ground and for a moment he was flying through the air. This was quick to end as his knees crunched into the dirt, and only the dead leaves tried to break his fall. Johnny pulled himself up to his feet, cradling his left arm, which was surely broken at the wrist. A sharp pain shot through his shoulder as his body began to come to terms with the injuries he had sustained.

His right hand dropped his broken arm and he reached for his pocket. He felt the cold metal pressing against his thigh and gripped it tightly. He twisted round and pointed the gun in the direction from where he came. Within seconds the man appeared from the dark, with his faithful companion by his side. His shiny badge shined in the moonlight, exposing the torn uniform around it. "You killed too many people, innocent lives have been ended because of you. Drop the gun."

"I'm not going to do that officer," Johnny felt the trigger, and he started putting light pressure onto it.

"Drop the gun! More officers will be here soon, and they will not be as lenient as I am"

The trigger snapped back and the gun jolted. A single bullet briefly flew through the air and nestled into the gut of the policeman. Blood trickled down his body and soon enough the policeman was a corpse on the ground. The mut growled but didn't make any moves, it crawled to the mans lifeless body and laid peacefully by its side.

A bright light shone from above, brighter than any star in the midnight sky. The artificial glow highlighted the small clearing in the woods and soon Johnny was surrounded by men in black uniform with the words 'POLICE' printed across their shoulders. "Johnny Hartfield, you are under arrest"

Johnny licked the sweat from the edge of his cheek and his head glanced from man to man. He swivelled and fired two shots into the crowd. Simultaneously, an officer dropped into the mud and he order to fire filled the air.

A short burst of firing from all directions and Johnny fell to his knees. Blood oozed from the side of his mouth. His hands clawed at the vast number of holes which filled his torso. He cursed quietly to himself. As if in slow motion, his body leaned forwards and crumpled onto the ground. A pool of blood formed around his body as his eyes lulled and his eyelids forced themselves shut, sealing themselves forever.

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I had 20 minutes so I thought I'd write my first story on here. Thanks for reading, if you want more or want me to further this story just tell me! 😂