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Elaine hid behind an old garbage bin as a truck with WICKEDS logo drove by. The alarms were sounding overhead from the building Elaine had just came out of, signaling it had been broken into. Guards had were quickly dispatched to see who broke in, but Elaine was quick to get out.

As the young girl made her way closer to the square near the main WICKED building, she heard some commotion.

And like the curious girl she is, she instantly ducked below a couple deserted trucks, and listened. But with everything going on she could only make out a couple sentences.
"Please, Tommy, if you've ever been my friend. Kill me!" And then another explosion in the distance. "Kill me or I'll kill you! Kill me!"

Elaine was eager to see what happened, but as she was just about to move from her spot, a WICKED plane flew by, with its lights shining at full capacity down at the ground. Elaine doubted about moving any further knowing she could be caught, but finally she decided to go with her gut and just screw it, and find out what had happen.

So quickly she made her way over to the spot where she heard all the commotion and found a teenage boy laying almost limp, on the ground, in the middle of the square.

As Elaine inched closer she realized the boy has the Flare. So she stopped and pondered on whether she should move forward or just forget it, because he's probably dead anyway.
But as Elaine's eyes focused on the boy she saw that he was barley breathing, and completely unconscious. With a knife barrier deep in his chest.

Elaine's hand frantically found its way inside the messenger bag and pulled out the vial of blue liquid. The Cure.

Elaine made the wise decision, and decided to help him. So she dragged him all the way to the deserted trucks. After dropping his feet and opening the back door, Elaine somehow shoved him into the backseat. And quickly after finding some stray zip ties in the console, Elaine tied up his hands and feet. Because safety first.

After regaining her breath, Elaine climbed into the drivers side, and started to engine. Elaine knew she had to be fast to get out, so she went at almost top speed. Elaine turned left and right, keep in mind she's going like 70 mph right now. There were sharp and she swear she could've felt the left tire move off the ground about a couple inches or so.

Then she spotted the exitl. Elaine could see lots of WICKED guards try to stop her only to either almost get run over, or dodge the fast moving truck coming their way.

Within seconds she's out, and driving through the small messed up town, taking smaller turns, and ramming multiple barrels and boxes.

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Up near the mountains was her home. A small two story stone house. She's lived there for about a year and a half, and made it completely crank proof.

As she pulled up the narrow driveway, she stopped the truck and got out to open the 12 foot gate, then quickly hopped back in the truck.

Then she pulled into the gated area, and then got out again to close the gate, and locked it.

She pulled up to the small two story building and got out, and opened the back door to the truck and dragged Newt out by his feet.

Once Elaine had situated Newt on a bed, she went and got the first Aid kit, then she immediately took out the knife replacing it with lots of gauze, and then she took a long syringe, and sucked out the blue fluid out the vile and stuck it in Newts shoulder.

Slowly his skin cleared of the black veins and under his eyes started to disperse from red to a light skin color.

The cure was working, and now Elaine had to focus on the knife wound. So she took out all the medical supplies, removed his shirt. To which she immediately blushed, looking at his toned muscled body. But shook it off and continued to treat his wound.

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~Jaye

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