Thread: Darkness Is Just The Abscence of Light (Dream Writer and Sarah)

DreamingWriter said Kayla looked worriedly at the girl that was hiding with her. She heard her talking, but she looked in bad shape, and Kayla knew it was her fault. Kara had tackled her to the ground and had shielded her from the majority of the blast. She saw the blood, and knew that Kara was worse off than the even had though. When she fainted, and started sliding down, Kayla jumped into action. She slowly laid Kara on the ground, not sure if it was safe to pick her up at this point, and started looking around Shit. Shit She mumbled, seeing nothing that could be of use, just rubble. Lots and lots of rubble. I'll have to risk it. She reached down and picked up Kara, holding her as gently as she could, before rushing out of the building. She made it out where she thought she coudl be seen, and signaled for Natasha to come down. Sam shivered and slowly sat up, she looked around, and saw nothing but chunks of concrete and rock as far as she could see. She heard one of the twins talking before it turned to screaming. She slowly turned, her ears ringing, vision blurry as she tried to focus on the girls right next to her. She eventually was able to force her sense to work, just in time to hear instructions. She nodded weakly, wobbling as she tried to get into a standing position, before walking over and leaning down How are we going to carry her? She asked, finding hearing her own voice strange. Natasha waited with baited breath, looking for any kind of movement to see if her friend was alright, and let out a sigh of relief when she saw her walk out. She saw the signal, and quickly threw her gun over her back, and slid out of the hole she was staying in. she carefully but quickly made her way down the hill, making sure to test any of the rocks before she stepped on them. She finally made it down to the bottom, and ran over to Kayla I was so worried She whispered, and Kayla let out a small smile Kara saved me She whispered, Help me, we are going ot bring her back to her camp. And so she got on the other side of Kara, lifting her slightly, and made their way to where they thought Kara had directed them. I hope Sam made it through okay Kayla whispered to Natasha She went with those twins, I think they got away in time Natasha whispered back, neither of them wanting to talk very loud, even if they knew that there was no one around. It just seemed wrong to break the silence that had settled over the area in the wake of the blast. Click to expand... Kat suddenly stood and grabbed Sam by the shoulders...her voice tight and she spoke with a controlled panic...Snap out of it...look...there...grab that.. she indicated a piece of twin that lay hanging off a large piece of concrete...come on..stay with me...we have to get her back to the Doc...she is losing blood... her head turning to check the large black stain that was spreading over her military clothing around the steel rod. Kara moaned as she felt herself being carried by the two women, a small stream of red dribbled in drops to the debris as they moved in the general direction that Kara had indicated. From a tall building, just outside of the debris field, careful to stay in the dark, cool shadows of the old bell tower. Its multiple eyes took in the scene of destruction and the slight movement of the two groups of figures moving out of the cleared path and back into the existing alley ways of the part of the town that still stood. On appendage moved and gestured into the air as a series of chirps and buzzes quietly sounded in the air and as the women disappeared from view. The multiple skittering sounds disappeared back down into the depths of the old church. Chandra watched, always on alert, swept her weapon across the killing field for what seemed 1000th time, each time she muttered a quiet shit, then moved back across the zone. Just once, the tall black Amazon wished that something would just cross into her line of fire. Her finger stroked the trigger of the machine gun lovingly. Hidden under a hole just big enough to fold her 6ft 3 in frame into it like a cocoon, a trickle of sweat ran down the scar that started just above her left eye brow, down the side of her face and then down her face to underneath her jaw. Her shaven itched and she wanted to scratch it badly, but do that, it would mean she might miss something and to Chandra, that would be considered a fate worse than death. Suddenly, Chandra tensed at the movement...no...two sets of movements, one coming from the left alley way and one from the blown street to the right. She had had heard the firing and the blast shock wave had almost drove her out of her hole, but it had subsided quickly and that was just fine with her cause the blast meant that the alien bastards where close and one of them, just one, might come into her field of fire. Chandra swung the gun first to the left and then to the right, come on...come on you SOB's.. she breathed her words come to mama...mama wants some alien hamburger... her finger tightening on the trigger. Kat, her belt poked through the two holes of the twin sheet and wrapped around her body, pulled on the sheet metal, her clothing soaked and her muscles strained as she pulled on the tin containing her sister's body. Come on...come on... she spat at Sam who carried the opposite end of the tin in piece of wire that was wrapped around her neck and waist...get your ass in gear... Appearing from the street and alley at the same time, Kat and Sam, and Natasha, Kayla carrying Kara gave Chandra two possible targets and the black woman hesitated, trying to make a decision as to which bunch of Alien SOB's was gonna die first. Suddenly, a spattering of rocks sounded from above her position and rolled down in front of her with a splattering sound, the rocks and dirt it kicked up blurred her vision just a bit and cursing, she pulled the trigger and felt the satisfying jerking of the gun as the bullets walked across in front of Kayla and Natasha, kicking up dirt and rocks as the bullets dug a trench just in front of them. Up the street in front of the women, a voice yelled at the top of its lungs...CHANDRA.....YOU TRIGGER HAPPY BASTARD...STOP FIRING..THOSE ARE OUR PEOPLE.... as a figure with long flaming red hair slid down the embankment, kicking the barrel of the weapon into the dirt.....