"Some say, she's as fast as a bullet, but only when she has something to run from."
{Thomas x OC}
{Part 1, 2 & 3}
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"We're all on the same side here."
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ONCE THE GROUP had reached the outskirts of the city, they decided to ditch the car. The streets were already crowded, and they didn't want to draw attention to themselves.
Leanne was finding it hard to keep her eyes on one thing. Some people were laying on the sides of the street, others selling objects or food while some even piled body bags into the back of their truck.
Leanne walks beside Newt, keeping a tight grip on his hand so she doesn't get lost in the crowd. "This place has really gone through hell." Jorge says as they weed their way throw the bustling crowds.
"We just gotta stay together."
Behind them, someone speaks throw a microphone. "We are the voice of the voiceless!" Multiple men with guns and masks covering their faces are standing in a truck, driving up the street. "They hide behind their walls, thinking they can keep the cure for themselves, while they watch the rest of us wither and rot!" The crowd around them parts for the truck and cheers as they pass. "But there are more of us than there are of them. And I say, we rise up and take back what is ours! Let's bring back a victory!"
"I don't like how this is looking." Leanne shudders. "Something bad is going to happen."
The group moves quickly, following multiple people through alleyways towards the wall. People riot, chanting for WICKED to let them in. Some people hold signs while others stand to the side and watch. Their group pushes their way threw the crowd to get up closer.
"What the hell did we get ourselves into?" Frypan says.
Glancing around, Leanne sees some of the same men from the truck standing around the edge of the rioting. "Something doesn't feel right, Newt." Leanne rugs on his hand like a child. "This really isn't right." She continues. "We need to find another way!" She turns back, seeing the same man from the truck coming up behind them. "Newt, I think we're being followed."
This time, Newt listens to her. Glancing over his shoulder quickly, he sees the man as well. Then, a couple meters away to their right, two men also from the truck walk at the same pace as them, glancing over at the group every couple seconds. "I think you're right." They quicken their pace to catch up to Jorge and Thomas at the front.
"Hey, guys, we gotta go now." Newt gets their attention. "Look." The look around them, seeing the masked men getting closer.
Jorge pulls his gun out but loud noises come from the wall behind them. Everyone quiets down and directs their attention to the wall if it wasn't already there. Then, the large machine guns on the top of the wall begin to shift so they're pointing in their direction. "Let's go, let's go!" People around them yell, starting to run.
