Broken Emotions

Window of Opportunity

        I blinked several times. Surely I was mistaken. Who had ever heard of a female drifter? But there she was, standing there like it was perfectly natural. She flipped her blonde ponytail over her shoulder and smiled wildly like it was the time of her life.

        Another siren went off. The drifters braced themselves, ready to attack except the female drifter. She stood there still smiling. The third and final siren wailed, and it was like releasing a swarm of wasps. The street below was total chaos, and the smell of iron filled the air. I tried to find the girl in the mob of fighting men, praying that she wasn't dead. 

        My eyes wandered to the most crowded area of the drift and there she was, in the middle of the crowded area fighting. Well I don't think I should call it fighting, more like tearing her opponents to shreds. The girl gripped a long sword in her hand and was cutting down people like they were nothing but blades of grass. The terrifying thing is that she was smiling. Her eyes were lit with a gleam of amusement as blood splattered on her face. She as though was truly happy with killing people.

        The crowd loudly applauded and cheered for the girl as she slit the throat of one man and the stomach of another. It wasn't before long that bodies started piling around her and only a few drifters remained. The female drifter charged at a man in a hat skewering the person's chest. She pulled the sword out laughing. Then she sat on his body that lay on the ground and stabbed her sword into the Earth. She was the last drifter stand-er sitting. I couldn't believe it. Who was this person? And how did she do that?

        The spectators were quiet for a moment then went crazy. The first female drifter had won one of the biggest drifts in history. She fiddled around in her side pouch and took out something and buried it next to the body that she was sitting on. She stood up with the smile on her face now gone then turned her head around and looked up directly at me. 

       I ducked underneath the window. On the way down my elbow hit the piece a piece of glass, releasing blood from my arm, smooth move. Panic was rising in my body. No, I was just imagining things. There was no way that she could see me from up here. I looked again through the window and she was no longer there. I sighed. She must have went to get her reward.

        I turned to go back to the room and work on this new microchip I was creating blueprints for. After a few steps My ears picked up a faint sound. The sound of sliding glass. My body tensed up. The smell of iron started to fill the air. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw a figure come up the stairs.

        In no time at all, my feet went at warp speed. The sound of footsteps increased as  well. It could be only one person; it had to be that girl. I raced towards the screening room. Pain throbbed through my arm with every step I took. The blood trailed down my skin. It really needed attention, but I can't slow down until I have evacuated the theater. Bering through the pain, I ran faster until I saw the door. 

        I flung open the door and quickly grabbed my dark blue backpack filling it with my current invention off my desk, its plans, food, water, and of course lots of aspirin. Taking one last look in the room, saw Caleb's hoodie folded on the cot. I took the hoodie and pulled it over my shirt. My hands brought the hood up over my head, and I smiled. 

        I ran out of the room and flew down the hallway. I could hear the girl's footsteps coming in closer. Dang it, the hallway is a dead end. I looked at the options I had: Jump out the window or Be caught by the crazy murderess... Gotta say it's not my favorite pair of choices but since I have to choose... My hands gripped the splintered frame of the window and pulled the window open. I stuck my head out into the the open air and looked down. The drop was unimaginable. Could i still do it? Can I jump? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I knew what I had to do.