Reaper's War

Chapter 8: The General

A/N: Hey everyone. I'm so sorry that is so late. I couldn't get anything written. At all. Thankfully though, I've managed to write this chapter and post it today.
Anywho, I don't have much to say today so I'll leave you all to it.

Edit: I've rewritten the third part of this chapter as it was doing my head in. I found it too cringey and hated what I'd written.

Continuation of chapter 4

'It wasn't going to be that easy as the blonde would soon find out'.

Yang peered through the small window of the door leading into the reception area, counting the masked people walking around.
There didn't seem to be many of them so maybe she could risk it by running through them; then again, there could be more outside.

Still, Yang slowly and carefully opened one of the doors and slipped through crouching low and getting ready to sprint across the room.
She waited, watching the masked individuals go about their business until she was sure no one was watching or looking her way.

She burst from her spot and sprinted at full speed towards the glass doors at the other end. Hoping against everything that she could make it without being noticed. Alas, that wasn't going to be the case.

Just as the blonde managed to get about half way, someone or rather, several someone's spotted her.
"Hey! Stop!" Someone shouted.
She ignored them and carried on. She was so close but she was already tiring. That wasn't good.

"Don't just stand there, stop her!" The same person shouted.
She heard several guns being cocked and then firing towards her. She hoped to the Gods she didn't get hit by one of the shots, especially after seeing what they could do to someone. And because she still couldn't remember how to activate her aura at will.

The blonde was now just a few steps from the exit when a plasma shot hit her in the back of the leg. Thankfully, it seemed her aura had activated itself, the plasma shot only causing her to stumble with a new sensation of pain in her right calf.

Stumbling didn't stop her completely, it only managed to slow her down enough for her to stop her momentum and open the glass doors into the outside.
As she stepped out, her heart dropped as even more masked people milled about, spotting her a moment later. Again, she took off in a sprint, her legs burning and the new injury making her almost trip over her own feet.
The blonde heard someone shout something but she ignored them and carried on until her lungs felt like they were going to explode.

Stopping in an alleyway a few blocks away from the rehab centre, Yang leaned up against a wall and tried to catch her breath as fast as she could so she could keep going. It wasn't that easy but at least it seemed the mask maniacs didn't go after her.

Ten minutes past by the time Yang finally caught her breath, the pain in her right calf going to a dull ache.
She pushed off the wall and walked out of the alleyway into the busy street, gaining glares and stares from the snobby people around her.
Yang could've sworn she heard a few people saying nasty things about her. She ignored them and began to think of a way to get a hold of a weapon and then make her way to the forests.

She soon realised there wasn't actually a way to get a weapon or even to the snowy forests of Solitas on her own. There was, however, a way to get a weapon and to the forest with the help of her Dad. That's if he'd give her some answers.
So with that, she began her long walk towards the towering skyscrapers in the middle of Atlas City.