She Moves the World

I ran down the hall as fast as my legs would carry me. Losing breath and blood, I darted into an old broom closet. Hearing the voices of the guards looking for me, I slowed my heart beat and tried to stay quiet.
“She went this way, I am sure of it,” spoke a man, sounding like the guard who stood outside the room I was kept in.
“She couldn’t have gone far,” said another older, aged voice in return.
Hearing the booted feet jut off in separate directions, I peered out into the hallway, unknowing of what I would find.
Nothing and no one was around; I decided now I needed to look for some type of first aid. I knew I should have stayed on the bus with them; I knew I should have stayed hidden. After all, the world was searching for the only biotic left, and well, that was me.
Looking at my beat up shoulder, I hissed at the pain. Jinxx would be laughing at me for being a baby right now. Jinxx: my best friend. I missed his silly giggly he would do when I mocked Andy right in front of him, flipping my hair and cat-walking down to the bunks of the bus. Jinxx was the one that saved me from my demise.
But now, they just wanted me for my power. From what I understand, I am a new “weapon” for their enjoyment. But weapon for what?
Finally finding the medical wing of this dark and dingy building, I stuck my head in and scoped out the main room with the supplies in it. No one seemed to be in it, but there was a light coming from the backroom in the corner. I made sure not to make a sound as I made my way over to the bandages.
Hearing the flush of a toilet, I ducked behind the counter where I was stealing gauze and antibacterial ointment. The over-turned, metal table allowed me to see who came out of the doorway.
It was Ashley.
“Vi,” he whispered, “Vi, are you in here,”
“Ashley,” I whispered back, wincing at the pain in my shoulder.
“Oh my god, girl,” he said, quickly walking over to my tattered self without a sound, “What happened?”
“Those people that took me at that truck stop,” I said, squirting Neosporin out onto my left fingers, “They knew about me; they knew about what I can do.”
“What, the biotics or whatever you call it,” he said, holding my sleeve up off my shoulder.
“Yea,” I hissed through my teeth again, the touch of the cool ointment entering my wound.
“Jinxx is going to be so excited to know you are safe,” Ash said, relieved himself.
“What about Andy?” I asked, finally wrapping my shoulder as well as I could.
“They still have him,” Ash replied, helping me stand.
“Then you need to go back to the Bus, and tell Jinxx, Jake, and CC that I am okay,” I fixed the ponytail onto of my head, and adjusted my shirt.
“I’m going to give these fuckers all I’ve got,”

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