Unity

Prospects Day Out

"Ava? Is that you? What's going on?"

"Help!" I cried.

"I need you to take the wheel." Cain instructed while he leant down to grab something in the footwell. I yelped before dropping the phone, Ace on the other end shouting, and I grabbed onto the steering wheel.  "Now I need you to swap seats with me."

I looked at him incredulously, silently hoping that he was playing a joke and wasn't actually being serious. "Now!" He shouted forcing me to slide beneath him as he jumped over me, proving that he was in fact dead serious. I sat in the drivers, my foot on the accelerator as I swerved in and out of cars.

Cain had leant out the window holding a gun as he shot back at the Rebels. I needed to learn how to use one of those things I thought. I seen an empty parking lot and decided I'd help Cain if I pulled over and helped him fight. Where the fuck were the police? This was the second time that there were gunshots and not one police officer in sight.

The tyres screeched as I quickly braked inside the car park. "What the fuck are you doing?" Cain shouted, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Give me that!" I snarled, pulling the gun from his hands and jumping out of the truck. The bikers were already getting off their bikes and I took my chance. One of them was just throwing their legs from their bike when I fired. I yelped as it jolted my arm backwards but nearly cheered in victory when I realised I'd landed a shot.

I'd shot him in the shin but I'd still got him. He was rolling in the ground, holding his leg. Cain shot across the seats and latched onto my arm before I could shoot again, pulling me into the truck. "Have you got a death wish?" He shouted.

"I dunno, probably." I breathed excitedly, feeling a sudden rush. He snatched the gun away from me before jumping from the truck and fired a shot. I screamed as I realised it wasn't him who had fired the shot but that the shot had been fired at him. He sank to the ground, clutching his stomach and dropping his gun.

I looked in the rear view mirror to see that the Rebel who'd shot Cain was walking towards the truck. Heading straight for the passenger side. I rummaged through the back quickly and found a baseball bat. Oh Cain you fucking legend I thought as I realised it was in fact a metal baseball bat.

I lowered myself into the footwell listening as his footsteps had gotten closer, placing my hand on the door handle. "What the fuck? I swear there was two." He muttered to himself before I kicked the door open onto him, he flew back in onto the concrete and I jumped out. As he tried to sit up I swung the baseball bat, it clanking against his face as blood spluttered out of his mouth.

I brought the bat over my head again straight onto his face and I didn't stop until I knew he wasn't going to get back up. I dropped the bat running to Cain who was groaning on the floor, he'd rolled onto his side but thankfully I couldn't see any blood. "Are you hurt?" I asked as I fell to my knees beside him.

"I just got shot!" He shouted, sounding extremely well for someone who's just been shot. "Of course I'm hurt!"

"Where are you bleeding?"

"Bleeding?" He asked, sitting up and revealing a hole in his shirt but no blood. I frowned at him, I was stumped. I'd seen him get shot. "Bulletproof vest."

I widened my eyes before hitting him in the chest. "I thought you was hurt!" I shouted before getting pack to my feet and wiping the stray bits of gravel from my knees.

"You not gonna help me up then?" He asked, lying back down onto the pavement and I shook my head at him.

"No. Get your own ass up." I snapped, walking back to the truck where I could hear Cains phone ringing. I picked it up reading Aces name and turned around handing it to Cain who was now stood up, no injury in sight.