《PERCEPTION (A New Begining)》102. Another Mother
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I drop to the ground in front of Red, I don't have time to worry about her injuries, I have to wake her up! I lift her head up, "Red, please, RED! WAKE UP! WAKE UP NOW RED!" I shook her whole body but she didn't respond.
What do I do? What can I do? I need Veronica fast! No, I don't need her, I just need a vile. Just one vile, and that should be enough to stop her from dying at least. I'm in no shape to run around trying to find Veronica or a vile. Hell, if Jason is smart he would have already escaped with Veronica by now... Jason. Jason? Jason!
My thoughts screamed out so loud my head felt like it would combust. I focused as hard as I could to increase my thought process, only one thing ran through my mind. Jason!
"Would you quiet the fuck down already! And stop thinking so damn fast!"
Jason, I need your help!. It's Red.
"I know. She's hurt pretty bad."
How do you?
"I've been reading people's thoughts constantly ever since the intruder alarm sounded."
Good, so you know I need a vile, FAST!
"Sorry, but I can't do that. You have your priorities and I have mine. I can't risk putting Veronica or myself in danger to help you. Besides we're almost out of the facility, by the time I got to you she would already be dead."
Then tell Carnie! Get her to come to you and grab a vile! With her speed, she could make it.
"...Okay."
...Thank you...
All I can do is get Red somewhere safe for now. Come on Red. Damn, this is hard to do with one arm but I'm not letting you fall again. I take Red's arm and wrap it around my bruised and bleeding neck as if she were trying to choke me out. Once in place, I use my good arm to hold her hand and make sure her arm can't come off my neck.
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Fuck I don't know where in the facility we are, I need to get somewhere familiar so I can direct Carnie there.
Boom!
After hearing a gunshot, I get a strange feeling in my leg. Looking down at it I see blood starting to pour from it and my leg gives out. Time slows to a crawl as I fall.
Someone shot me? It was him wasn't it, has to be. Where did he get a gun? IDIOT, the same way he suddenly got that rocket launcher! It isn't over, he shot me when he could have shot Red. Thank god, he is solely focused on killing me, he isn't worried about trying to hurt me by hurting Red. So all I have to do is get Red away from me and she should be safe.
Falling to the ground I make sure Red goes down softly before rolling away from her as fast as is possible with a knife sticking out of your arm and back. The knife in my back wasn't in deep so it fell out as I rolled.
Ching, ching, ching!
He fired off shots, I yanked out the knife he left in my arm and used it to deflect them. After deflecting the first three it became clear, I was going to die here. He had fired six shots.
One hit my already fucked left arm, one went into the same leg I had just been hit in, and the last grazed my head. I had just barely managed to dodge it.
It doesn't matter if I'm going to die here as long as I can buy enough time for Red to be saved.
"Deflecting bullets with a knife just like me... you can see the lines too, that must be why mine didn't work on you."
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He spoke, nothing he said made any sense, while unloading the rest of his clip at me. For some reason, he wasn't shooting as fast as his first six shots were, so I was able to deflect all the bullets. The magazine dropped out from his gun and a new one appears out of thin air, dropping into his hand. He slid it into the gun, but when he looked at me he cocked his head for some reason. He then hurriedly tried to shoot me, aiming for my head. I put my knife up, not sure if I still had the strength to hold on to the knife when the bullet hit it, I had lost so much blood by now and was growing weaker.
Boom!
Thump. The sound of a bullet impacting something harder than it, but not metallic, rang out. A dark-skinned arm was reaching from behind me, it had blocked the bullet.
Boom, boom, boom!
He fired at the owner of the dark-skinned arm this time. She, the tall, bald, native American woman stood in front of me. Her back was turned to him, she looked into my eyes.
"You're a friend of Kateri. I'm here to protect you, what is your name?"
"Tom." It was shocking to have her talk so calmly to me while I could hear the bullets hitting her back and falling to the floor.
"Ah, Tom, is that the one they call Red?" She pointed one of her long arms in Red's direction.
"Yes, please protect her! Don't worry about me!"
The shots stopped, "So she's another, of course! As rare as it is to find a durability type that can brush off bullets and I happened to run into two, back to back. I guess it's good these hold more than one shot."
The second I heard his words I jumped to the side of Carnie's mother so I could confirm it for myself. There he was picking up the rocket launcher preparing for a second shot. The tall woman was looking at him too, presumably because of my sudden reaction. When she looked back at me there was no fear in her eyes.
She must not know what that is? I have to tell her. "..."
Grabbing Red and me, she spun, hurling us sliding down the hallway away from her with incredible strength. As I got further from her I could see him dropping to one knee, readying himself for the powerful kick of the heavy weapon. I took my eyes off her and reached out, grabbing Red and bringing her into an embrace as we both slide. I hugged her as tight as I could, putting myself between her and the inevitable blast, and covering her ears.
I'm sorry Carnie, but if it means Red will be safe, I'll sacrifice your mother if I have to!
BOOM!
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