Hidden Temples

(40) We're doing this

(Rue) 5:30 am
Holly. Freaking. Crap. We're doing this.

It's terrifying.
Freaking terrifying!
I think I might actually have a panic attack.
Or barf.

What if I barf and have a panic attack?
Barfattack?

"Rue?" Hutton whispers in my ear quietly, breaking me out of my trance.

"Mmmm?" I hum.

We've landed in a small room, with walls loaded with gadgets.

"I have just the tool that can snap that bracelet."

He reaches on for something on a shelf, then terns around with a small, but definitely scary razor sharp knife.

"Hold still okay."

He holds my arm up, gently lifting the bracelet.

I close my eyes, and then I hear a click.
I open my eyes, and see that the bracelet is gone.

He does the same to the bracelet around his wrist.

I grin.
"Great, now what?"I ask.

"Well, I don't really know. What happened to that friend of yours?"

"Jack? Oh, he escaped, it was all part of our plan. He's getting help right now, while I stay here and kill this bastard."

He chuckles.
"Lets go."

I grab his arm, and pull him down the hallway.

"Our uncle won't be hard to find, but he'll be hard to kill. We need a plan if we want this to go wright," Hutton says.

"We need to lure him out of the building, and into the open, Jack will be here soon."
"But what if he's not?" Hutton says.
"Then we'll take him down by ourselves."

He nods.
"Lets get out of here."

As I run through the hallways with Hutton, I realize that I'm slowly memorizing the different turns and passages.
Which might come in handy.

"How do you think we are going to get him outside?" Hutton whispers.

"We have to lure him outside, and I know just how to do it. Take me to all the different control panels."

Hutton obeys my order, and grabs my hand, whispering something that sounds like "west wing."

"They should be somewhere here," Hutton says under his breath, looking around.
"One of the doors here lead to the control room, it has all of the plugs and wires. We just need to find them..."
He trails off as he goes up to door to door, opening them a crack, and then shutting them silently.

I turn around to help him check the other doors, when I slam myself into a wall of muscle. Before I can see who it is, I'm being slammed into a wall.
"A. Little. Help. Please," I whisper-yell as he moves his hand to my throat.

Suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my knee.

"Shut up." The mans voice speaks.
I move my knee over slightly, and knee him in the balls.

"Holy mother-"
"Hey Rue, I found the-"

I look up at him, wincing. I look down at the man, then back up at Hutton.

"Don't worry, I took care of it," I mumble.
He laughs, but his face suddenly goes pale.
"What's wrong?" I ask.

Once more, I feel a sharp pain in my leg.
I look down.
"Shhhiiittt."

Blood drips from my leg, down onto the floor.
Creating a puddle of dark red around me.
"Shit," I repeat.

Hutton rushes over to me, and I sling my arm over his shoulder for support.
"It's okay, we have to get you somewhere where we can treat that."

"But what about the man, and the control room? We're sure to be found."

"We have to treat this first, there's some aid kits in the control room, and I can use some other stuff as well."
I look down at my leg once more.
More blood is spilling out of it."
I start to feel nauseous.

Hutton then takes off his jacket, and bends down to wrap it around my leg. Gently, he tightens it, and stands up, to help support me as I walk.

I feel my legs getting more numb by the second.