[Jacob]

*Setting: It's night time now and a day after the day that Calen had communed with the creature that was seemingly following her and helping her. She was sat on the edge of her bed, her legs dangling off as she spoke to her mother whom was telling her the story of how her and Mr Eal had come about the Village. Calen was sat intently, her pupiless eyes wide open and reflecting the Star shine that entered through the window. Mrs Eal sat comfortably on a small wooden chair and spoke softly, recalling the most eventful and destiny changing times of her life and Calen sat, staring at her mother and imagining everything that had happened to her parents. Seemingly seeing it all, being there, spectating...*

Female: "Noah...RUN!!"

Her feet splashed through the rubbish laden puddles as she darted through the alley, her head turning briefly to call her brother and to urge him on. It was Mrs Eal. She darted between dustbins, rubbish skips and beggars. Leaping over their churning bodies to avoid collision and capture. She was wearing a pair of blue, torn jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. Her yellowy-red feathers were tied back in a pony-tail and a Silver bracelet gleemed for brief moments in the shots of light that blasted out from behind them. Search lights. Behind her was a more scraggly Mudokon, his skin was light and pale, his plume black and greasy and his eyes were red and sore. His clothing was mostly rags and his lips were dry, flakey and un-healthy looking. He limped awkwardly as he ran, turning every so often to see how far behind their capters were.

Noah: "THEY'RE BEHIND ME, CELISE!! THEY'RE BEHIND ME!! HELP ME, PLEASE!! THEY'RE F*CKING GAINING!!"

His goose-like voice stirred the homeless bodies that lay underneathe Newspapers and rags, their eyes seemingly glowing as they looked up to see what the commotion was. Mrs Eal stopped and turned back, her arm outstretched and her hand open.

Mrs Eal: "COME ON!! HURRY!!"

She could see the Search lighs of the Drones catching up, their beams scanning the area that they were running down and taking note of all the possible employee's for the Cartel. Noah reached out a hand, yearning it to grab hers, wanting it to, praying it to.

Mrs Eal: "Quickly!!"

Their hands met and as soon as they did her fingers had wrapped around his hand and they were off again. Mrs Eal pulling him through the rubbish, not glancing back to see the blinding beams of their attackers.

Mrs Eal: "THIS WAY!!"

She took a sharp right, dragging her younger sibling down an even narrow route, which was littered with even more beggars. They skipped and jumped over them, their feet missing some of them by centermetres.

Mrs Eal: "He's up this way!! It's not far now!!"

Noah: "Please...i...i need to rest!!"

His speed rapidly dropped and his breathing became hard and laboured. He slowed them both down to a steady stop and then rested on a urine stained wall, surrounded by the homeless.

Mrs Eal: "We have no time, Noah!! We must go...NOW!!"

Tugging her brothers arm in a frantic effort to motivate him she pleaded these words. He shrugged her off and delved into his ragged jacket with his left arm and pulled out a cigarette.

Noah: "Just hold on..."

His sister was shocked and maddened by what she saw. She backed away slightly, shaking her head in disgust.

Mrs Eal: "I cant believe you, this is why your out of breath(!) This is why your the way you are!! I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU HERE!!"

She hit his hand, knocking the cigarette to the puddly ground.

Noah: "Wha...!?! You silly...THAT WAS MY LAST ONE!!"

He crouched down, feeling around for it in the dark...turned light. A beam lit the entire alleyway. Mrs Eal's eyes looked down the alley she had just came from, her pupils dilating. Noah, who was now crouching, turned his head slowly and stood.

Drone: "HALT YOUR PROCEEDINGS. STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND EXIT THE ALLEYWAY VIA THIS OPENING. YOU HAVE 30 SECONDS TO DO SO, IF YOU FAIL OR DISOBEY THESE OR..."

They didn't listen to anymore, they just took off. Noah was still cursing under his breath but the Drone had, had some kind of motivational affect on him and got him moving post-haste. The end of the narrow alley slowly came into view, it lead to a partially busy street. Cars were humming by gently and parked on the other side stood their getaway vehicle, along with Mr Eal.

Mrs Eal: "There he is...COME ON!!"

She signalled to him with a quick wave, catching his attention. He climbed into the driving seat of the ground car and started it up.

Noah: "Your buying me another stash of fags, you know!!"

Mrs Eal: "Shutup and run!!"

They darted out of the alleyway like two Cockroaches once the light had been turned on. They bee-lined for their vehicle of escape, Mrs Eal smiling joyfully as she saw her husband preparing to make a break for it.
*Booookshhhh*
The sound jolted Mr Eal upright, his face turning to watch as the bullet hit its target. His hand pushed up against the door window as he shouted out. Mrs Eal staggered forwards as if being pushed. The bullet had hit her right shoulderblade. Exiting, it had then proceeded to hit the ground, cracking the gravel. Noah turned, looking upwards at the old, derelict buildings that had formed the alley. Sligs. Sharpshooters. Two of them. Their helmets bobbed behind the rifles they held. The crackling of their radio's could also be heard. Noahs eyes shot downwards to look down the alley he had exited, Drones were coming down it ruthlessly. Beeping their robotic banter and their lights trained on both of the runaways.

Noah: "CELISE!!!"

His head snapped back and he grabbed hold of her before she fell on her face. His hands grasped under her arms and he dragged her forwards.

Noah: "Come on, f*cking move!!"

Mrs Eal was in extreme pain, the bullets the Cartel used for such operations were coated with a plant extract which caused severe pain to the unfortunate person on the wrong end of it. Her legs were already buckling and her eyes filled with water.
*Bookooosh, Boom, Booooshk*
Three more bullets were unleashed upon the two Mudokons. This time followed by a short laugh from the Snipers. All three of them hit their target, Noah. One had shot straight through his left leg and the others had entered through his lower back. Unfortunatly they hadn't exited. Tires screeched as Mr Eal pulled the car around in a full turn so that he was facing the opposite way he was previous. Bullets hit the roof and bonnett, attempting to catch their next victim. None of them penetrated. The passenger door flung open and he leant out of the car, grabbing his then-fiancé and pulling her in as quickly as possible. A couple of more bullets were fired upon the falling Noah, as he attempted to climb into the back. Mr Eal leant forwards once more and closed the door before helping Noah in the back by pulling him in via his coller.

Mr Eal: "F*ck..."

The lights of the Drones flashed, annoyed by their failure and the two Snipers muttered some incoherant words as the car quickly drove off towards the cities border...

***

Calen: "Wwwwhhhoooooa...what 'append next!?!"

Calen was sat even further off of her bed. Her own thoughts only just coming back to her after that vivid depiction of her mothers memories.

Mrs Eal: "Well...i'll tell you tomorrow. Its late now and you need your rest...Night-Night, sweetheart."

She climbed off of her seat and helped her child into bed. Wrapping her up tightly before kissing her on the head.

Mrs Eal: "I'll get daddy to come in and say goodnight too, ok?"

The child nodded and closed her eyes, watching in a kind of replay as the memories of her mother flashed before her eyes...