Page 82 of The General's Captive
I absorbed these words like some elixir for my ragged soul before forcing myself to let him go.
“Yeah, and it won’t be the last, come on, I don’t know how long we have before he wakes up.”
“Who?” he asked, making me wince.
“It’s a long story,” I told him as we ran out the door and he noticed the great big Minotaur on the floor. One of his large horns embedding in the grass from his fall.
“Yeah, I will say… Jesus, Alex, like I said, me and you are having words.”
“Yeah yeah, come on, we have to get out of here,” I said, looking around, happy to find that the coast was clear.
Running in broad daylight wasn’t ideal, but neither was wandering the streets of the city in the dark. Thankfully, there was enough things to hide behind until we reached some of the building I had seen on the side of the road. So, we ran from tree to tree, using our training as we navigated our way around the road. After that, we kept using buildings for cover, keeping the road within sight so we knew which way to go to get us back into the heart of the city.
“So where did you park my truck?” he asked as we made it off Old Penitentiary Road, onto Granite way. A route I remembered from this morning.
“How did you know I took your truck?” I asked, unable to stop myself from tensing, knowing what was coming next.
“Because I know you, so come on, where did you park it?”
“Er… about that,” I said, after we took a minute to catch our breaths, my hip already causing me pain now the adrenaline was waning.
He reached behind me and took my bag as soon as he realized I was still limping. He swung it on his shoulders and after one look at my guilty face, he changed his min.
“Actually no, I don’t want to know.”
“Good choice, because it’s toast,” I said, making him mumble under his breath,
“Of course, it fucking is.”
“Come on, let’s get off the street, we are too open here,” I told him, pointing toward a park that had some woodland off to one side and what looked like a bike path running through it. Although we soon discovered the woodland wasn’t thick enough for permanent cover, because it quickly gave way to open fields.
“We are too exposed out here,” Riley told me, and I had to agree with him.
“Should we head back?” I asked, wishing I had found a map of the city because I had no clue where we were.
Riley stopped and looked around.
“I don’t know but we need to find a car and…” Riley was quickly cut off as the sound of a Gryphon was heard overhead, making us both look up in horror.
And there it was, in the distance… But that wasn’t the only thing my eyes focused on.
Nor was it the sight of the huge black horse galloping toward us, nor the army of Myths either side of it.
No, it was the horse’s rider.
The General who…
…Had just found us.
Iwas frozen to the spot at just the sight of him. I couldn’t help it. Ot was like he had me caught in the net of his spell, one that had been cast around my very soul. I even found myself taking a step toward him, when Riley grabbed my hand and shouted,
“Alex! Come on, we have to run!”
This did the trick and I nodded before we ran toward the cover of the trees once more. The fields around us were too vast to run for cover, making me grit my teeth.
“We’re not going to make it!”
“Trust me, come on!” he shouted, grabbing my hand tighter in his as we changed directions.
