Fight or Flight?

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Jesse Pov:

Lukas rows the boat towards the land and I hold myself.

Occasionally, a gust of cool wind picked up and since I was still soaked, it was freezing out here.

Water dripped from my hair and my prosthetic arms, but the sun helped warm me up a bit.

I hope everyone got off the that bridge in time. It was hard to tell if anybody had got off.

My eyes travel towards the fallen bridge that's started to give way.

I have no idea how that bridge is still submerged there, but it is.

The boat hits against the rocky land and Lukas helps me out of the boat.

He was shivering as well and water constantly dripped down his wet face.

To say that I felt bad for him was an understatement.

I observe our surroundings and immediately recognize the terrain.

Lukas and I climb up the tall slope. The sun beams down on us and warms us up.

He was holding on to me protectively and a faint bubbling sound hummed in my ear.

My sore leg instantly felt better and I was able to walk normally again.

"Jesse Lukas!" A voice exclaimed. "Wait up!"

Lukas and I turn.

Sylvia was panting heavily, her hands resting on her knees.

"Hey Sylvia." Lukas and I said in unison.

An uneasy feeling settled in the pit of my stomach something didn't feel right.

Sylvia took a deep breath and looked up.

"I've looked everywhere for you two," She said.

I took a step back.

"Oh well you found us now," I said. "That's a good thing...I guess..."

She nods.

"Mind if I walk back with you?" She asks.

"Of course," I say.

A gut feeling tells me to run and I don't know why.

"Lukas something's off here...," I whisper uneasily in his ear.

Sylvia smiles at us and takes a moment to catch her breath.

I take a step backwards and notice that her right hand was twitching rather violently.

I glance at Lukas for one moment and suddenly, a small knife was thrown in my direction.

The knife flys past my right shoulder. "Next time I won't miss," Sylvia says, taking a step forward.

Lukas draws his sword. "Why are you doing this!?" Lukas exclaims.

"I have my reasons Blondie just like you have yours," Sylvia says bluntly.

Quickly, I grab him by the hand and start sprinting.

"Lukas there's something else going on here," I say, letting go of his hand as we run, "I know she wouldn't do that.... not in a million year's!"

Another knife is thrown in my direction and it barely misses me.

Swords violently clang and I swiftly turn around.

Sylvia's gaze was hardened and in less than a heartbeat she pushed Lukas backwards with her sword.

She took a step backwards and I unsheath my diamond sword. I advance towards her.

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