The Runaways

Chapter 4 (Part 1) - Do or Die ... Iris

-Keep in mind this is Iris narating not Jack.

I wake up, my head is spinning, I can't see anything. I try to shout but only muffled sounds come out and I taste fabric. Everything is humming and buzzing around me and I feel like I'm swaying. I realize, I must in be in some one's car, Nova's car.  I think back to what to happened last. I remember when nova shocked the water. And I remember falling onto the pipe. We were moving fast; I could tell because ... well I could just tell. the car stops, and a door opens. I hear something, like, RUSTLE, THUD. Then I feel huge hands grab my shoulders and throw me too the pavement. My knees and side and arm start to burn but I barely notice it. I try to focus on a plan, something to save me but there's nothing. Thoughts and panic fill me, and I don't do well with panic. I decide that I NEED to see what's happening. I wiggle and shake my head trying my best to get my blindfold off. The blindfold slips just enough for me to see nova crossing the parking lot to meet the uglier on of the mayors, Luna. She and nova talk quietly together. Luna looks pleased probably because she caught us and so does Nova probably because he gets his reward. She hands nova a black leather suitcase nova pops it open revealing probably millions of dollars. I hear Jack gasp awake and wiggles his mouth blindfold just enough to show his teeth. he turns to his wrists, chews off the ropes there, pulls off his blindfold, and takes a few deep breaths. He turns and sprints at nova tackling him. He's about half the size of Nova but puts up a pretty good fight. I feel a cold piece of metal cutting the ropes at my wrists. I turn to see Emily, who smiles and puts a finger to her lips. I yank of my bindings and realize I could go help my boyfriend or untie the others. In a split second I run to help Lily. The others are much better at fighting than I am. I untie Lily, while Emily cuts Amanda's bindings. I turn to see Jack fighting both nova and Luna at once. He is so cute when he beats the daylights out of people. Jack is a good fighter. I knew that he is one of the only people who could win such a fight. The minute Lily is free she sprints to help her brother while me and Emily help Reese. I notice that Muffin is gone. Nowhere in sight and my heart sinks to my shoes. Muffin was gone. She could have runaway they may have thrown her into the sewers they may have just let her go since she wasn't a problem, or they may have killed her. I'm really hoping that they didn't kill her. Even though she was Reese's pet she was a part of the gang, a member of the team. It just wouldn't be the same without her. I push that thought form my head and run to untie Amanda where Emily is.

Finally, we have undone the other's bindings, so we dart for the van, "JAACCK, LIILLYY!!" I yell. They both turn and comes barreling at us. Amanda has already got the van rolling so Emily and I must pull them into the accelerating van! Shots riddle the door. Emily leans to shut the vans door. And in what seems like slow motion, she gets hit in the leg with a bullet, she tumbles from the van and hit the ground. The last thing I see, is nova, pouncing on Emily and decapitating her with one of the blades he had on his shoulders

GO" I yell, and Reese slams her foot on the gas and we zip off down the road. I say a silent pray that hallucinating and everything is fine and Emily's alive even though I know that's not true.

We drive the rest of the way in silence, the van zooming down the street. We were all still in shock over what just happened. None of us were hurt (Thank god) but muffin was still gone, and Emily was most likely dead. I feel jack slip his hand into mind I squeeze it tight reminding myself that hes here. That there is someone else thinking the same hing I am. Reese's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"So where are we headed" she says

"We shouldn't go straight to the old head corridors that would be to obvious. If anyone recognized our van, they could just fallow us. Our safest bet is to go back down into the sewers and navigate it that way. It would be less predictable" I point out. It seems obvious, but they all look at me as if I'm a genius.