Writober Part 7
“We’re here,” Ryan said as they crested the hill and looked down on a valley littered with a network of buildings and an immense power plant at its nucleus.
“Wow,” Violet said. “Now what?”
“Now we get inside.”
“Okay, and they’re gonna let us just waltz right in?”
“Well, there will have to be some stealth involved on our part…”
“So what’s the plan?”
“Intel. We first need to know what they’re up to. We’ll worry about the rest when we get there.”
“Great. Flying by the seat of our pants. Love it.”
Ryan smiled at her playful sarcasm as they descended into the valley. The half moon in the sky lit their path, but wasn’t bright enough to expose them. Violet’s heart was beating so fast she thought it might explode. How did a simple, young college student such as herself manage to get caught up in all this?
Oh yeah. I randomly developed a mutant power. Thanks fate.
Deep down, Violet had to admit she enjoyed it. It was fun and thrilling, even if it meant crazy people would try to kill her on a daily basis.
The two of them crept along the wall of one of the buildings. Without warning, Ryan grabbed Violet’s shoulder and pushed her to the ground. A second later, a bright search light swept across her previous position.
“Thanks,” she whispered.
“Don’t mention it,” he whispered back. “You see that door? After the next pass of the light, we run for it. Ready? Three…two…one…now!”
Hunched over, they ran into the open, fully exposed for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, they made it to the cover of the doorway without incident.
“Locked,” Ryan said as he unrolled a set of lock picks.
“Ooh… someday you’re gonna have to teach me how to use those.”
With a soft click, the door unlocked and they opened it to see a massive guard with arms crossed, blocking their way.
“Well, what do we have here?”
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For the month of October, I’ve joined a writing challenge called Writober. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, we write something and send it to the entire group.For Writober, I’ll be continuing the series I’ve started about a tough pyro named, Violet Blair.
Need to catch up on the story? You can read earlier Writober posts, or you can read Violet Blair’s entire story.
