Thanks, Zelda ^^ I'm glad it helped \O.O/ And neither did I, but the internet says so it must be true
This is just the prologue for my current book. Still a bit rough but it was such a vivd scene for me when I first created this story, and it was really fun to write ^^
“Sorry!” The girl, about eighteen and well built, yelled as she pushed past a group of people.
It was dark as she ran through the outskirts of the city, her destination being the nearest post office. As she ran, she cast occasional glances over her shoulder, fear evident in her eyes. Something sinister lurked in the shadows, something which sought to stop her at any cost.
Flinching as she caught a glimpse of something behind her, she slowed slightly and took a sharp right down an alley. Once she emerged from the narrow space, she stopped, frantically looking around her.
“There.” She panted, seeing the post office she had been seeking to her right.
Without a second though she dashed down the street towards the small building, a small squeal of both excitement at having reached her destination, and fear of being caught when she was so close, escaped her lips. Within seconds, she arrived unscathed at the doors of the post office. Giving the door a quick shove, she bounded in. It was what would be expected from any other post office in a medium sized town. There were people all around with a desk in one corner and branches which led off into small offices and rooms. There were build your own box and tape everywhere, as well as two vintage blue mail boxes
Not slowing she entered the crowded post office, she ran through the throngs of people who took the time to stare at her as she raced past. Ignoring this, she continued on, scanning the crowd as she went, looking for what she had come there for. Seeing what she sought as she neared the exit of the post office, she changed course slightly and ran towards a girl who looked to be around thirteen. Running between the girl and her mother, she snatched away the package the child was holding without slowing.
There were shouts, and people tried to stop her, but she easily avoided them and ran from the post office. She couldn’t stop, she had to keep ahead of them no matter what. Looking at the box she groaned. It was covered in decorative bows, and as she opened it, whilst trying to watch her footing as she ran, she realized it was fan mail. It was loaded with pink paper hearts and in the middle were seven small knitted dolls and what she assumed was a fan letter.
“You’ve got to be kidding me! This better not be for some sissy boys group.” She said aloud to herself as she discarded the contents and grabbed her camcorder which had hung from her neck, all while still running.
She had now come to a large mall parking lot, void of any cars and well lit with street lamps. Glancing back once again, she struggled to get the lens cap off of her camera before she pointed it towards herself. She had originally planned to find a well-lit, quiet place to film this video, but clearly that was no longer an option. She had to send off the package now, and hope whoever received it would be able to help. Speaking quickly into the camera, her pace never slowing, she said her final words and went to shut it off, but something suddenly grabbed her from behind. She screamed as strong, clawed hands grabbed at her legs. She kicked, drawing a small blade from where it had been sheathed in the ankle of her free leg, and stabbed desperately. She could barely make out the black leathery skin despite the brightness of the lights, but she managed to strike it regardless and it released her with a shriek. She sobbed once as she managed to get to her feet and continue running. Her face had been scraped from the fall and her leg burned from where the creature’s claws had dug into her flesh, yet she ran even faster as desperation griped her.
After another minute of furious running, she checked her camera to ensure the tape had remained unscathed. Though the camera itself was badly damaged from the fall, the tape was intact and she retrieved it before dropping the camera. The box had also been squished in the fall but she straightened it out and once again brought her backpack within reach. This process had slowed her considerably, but the sound of claws scraping across the ground close behind her encouraged her to resume the pace she held before.
Taking a shaky breath she pulled s small spherical metal container from her bag. It had unrecognizable symbols covering it and was completely seamless. Placing it and the tape clumsily into the box, she retrieved a small roll of tape from her backpack and used the entire thing to ensure the box was secure. Reaching the end of the parking lot, she looked from left to right, looking for something she had seen earlier. Seeing it, grateful it was still on the route she had guessed it would be taking, she ran for the mail truck driving away from her, having apparently completed its deliveries for the night.
“Please let this reach someone who can help.” She whispered as she ran up to the truck which had stopped at a red light. Barely panting from the long run, she reached the truck touched a small metal device which attached to the palm of her hand against the back door.
The device glowed with life and a large circle which allowed her to see inside the vehicle spread out in a wide diameter around her hand. Looking back frantically once again, she tossed the package in through the now intangible wall, not looking as it thudded onto the ground of the vehicle which began moving again. She had since left the cover of the many lamp lights and now only shadows remained, but her keen eyes immediately saw there were more than shadow haunting the night. Letting out of puff of air in frustration, she threw her backpack back over both shoulders and took a sharp left, drawing the creatures away from her precious delivery. After a time her weariness grew and once again she heard the sound of her attackers drawing close, but worse than that she looked back and saw a shadow racing after the truck.
Her eyes widened slightly and she once again slipped her backpack off one shoulder and brought it around so she could see inside it.
“Didn’t think I’d have to use this so soon.” She murmured as she pulled a small gem from a metal box which had been stuffed into her bag. It was red and dull, yet it shined ever so slightly.
“Keep them away.” She whispered to the gem before throwing it into the air.
It exploded when it left her hand, releasing hundreds of insect like creatures, which immediately flew towards where she had come from, heading for her pursuers and the one following her package. She heard the shrieks as her defense met their targets, but she didn’t stop to admire the view. It was going to be a long night.