Tales Of The Grimm

Chapter Four: Run

Jack walked back into camp. His bloody appearance and lack of his right eye drew attention, but he kept walking back towards his tent. He had to get Blake out safely. He gathered together his sword, dagger, and revolver. He walked out to find Blake, who was waiting. He took a few steps before someone grabbed his shoulder. He turns to see Adam, who seems... odd. "Where are you going? And where is your eye?" Asks Adam. Jack turns to face him. "Blake and I got into a small problem with some grimm, but we were planning on heading out and hunting for a type of creature I heard was around..." Adam doesn't seem to believe him, but lets go nonetheless. "Alright, have fun." His tone seemed... amused? Jack and Blake leave quickly. Blake picks up speed, the two run as fast as they can. "What's the plan, Jack?" Asks Blake. Jack runs faster. "I got us passage on an airship. We leave soon, let's hurry before-" He's cut off as a bullet slams into a nearby tree. "Before That happens..." Blake and Jack run, and run, and run. They hear their former allies closing in on them, and quickly. Jack cuts a few trees down as he runs to slow them, while Blake just moves as quickly as she can. They eventually make it to a small village, and stop to catch their breath. Jack looks around. "Blake, if need be we Kill them. We can't risk getting caught." Blake looks at him like he just punched a puppy. "Are you nuts?!?" She Asks. "What choice do we have?!?" Replies Jack, who is drawing his sword and dagger. "You run while I keep them busy!" Blake runs, and Jack turns and reduces himself. "Bring it on."