Artemis Crock (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} greenerarrow) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} marinanova, |
[Artemis hears the sirens and carefully moves to the window, creeping only to the very edge of the wall to see how many there are but without giving them a target. Answer? Too many. She slides down the wall and looks around the empty room. This is all her Dad's fault. Maybe Jade's. It wasn't supposed to be like this. She was going to be different. She is different, but they're coming for her anyway.
She can't even say she doesn't look guilty because she does. Maybe she is a 15 year old with good grades, but how many other girls in her class have her aim with a bow and arrow? How many of them even have a bow and arrow? None? None sounds about right. She clutches hers tighter when she hears the shoes down the hall. Maybe she still has one chance. She draws an arrow and releases it so it will hit by the door where it releases a cloud of dust. It's one of her specialty trick arrows.
She gets on her feet and moves out of that room and into her bedroom. There's no where to park on that side of the apartment so she hopes there aren't cops out there ready to shoot her down. Here's hoping. The window is up and she's out onto the fire escape. There's movement below, so she goes up.]