The Focus

What if there was a world with no choices?
If you were born with a certain gift, you were scarred and scolded.
Your two choices were to live a poverty and pain, or survive and rebel.
One choice can change it all.
Break a rule and it's death, unless you get away.
Learn to focus, survive, and keep the flaw in the system


7. chapter 7

 I shimmied down the trunk and jumped from about nine feet up, landing on my feet. 

"You get it?" Lucas asks. I pluck the machine from the back and toss it at him. 

"This girl might have more balls than you, Cadarn." Jonah shoves his friend lightly, but Cadarn does not remove his glare from me.

"Cathal, a word please?" He grunts, motioning for his boys to go back into the bunker. I nod, following him into the woods near the creek. "We wanted you to get that thing from the trees so the System would not spy on us. It was not a pay back assignment." 

I roll my eyes, "They're already going to know we're here from their motion sensor being missing; you're just lucky I didn't trigger anything on it." He throws down his gun, "dammit, Cathal, you're supposed to follow orders; you're the lucky one since I didn't put a bullet through your head when I had the chance. And honestly I'm regretting that." Cadarn has a bad habit of grinding his teeth when he's pissed.

"Listen, Princess, you don't give me orders. I was doing a generous offer by helping you not be killed."

"As long as you're with my family, you will do exactly as I say."

I narrow my eyes, "well I guess you're lucky I'm leaving." I shove passed Cadarn.


I throw my pack over my shoulder along with my sheath of arrows and holster my collection of guns. I slam the cabin door behind me and earn stares as I quickly walk to the cafeteria; I stuff my bag with nutrition bars and dried fruits. 

"Once a thief, always a thief." Ares' voice says from behind me. I slide over the counter and stand in front of him glaring up at his dark face before punching him in the throat. Ares collapses onto the floor in wheezing fits as others rush to his aid, but some of the boys just stare while I calmly find my way to the exit. When I hit the brisk air, I begin to run. I knew at least one of the boys would come searching for me, so I went east to the wall. I hefted myself into a large Nightwood tree and sat myself perched on a limb. 

I knew I wasn't fit with those boys; I was better off alone with no rules, just me. I sat on the limb cowgirl style and pointed my crossbow at a street lamp in the bustling city. As the darkness of night was rolling around, the lamp illuminated a soft glow barely noticeable by a trained human eye, but it was clear as fish in the creek to me. I let the arrow fly and knock out the light and glass, causing a few of the townspeople to scream in horror, not knowing what just happened. I smirk and find the arrow laying on a roof. I was invisible in my spot to the people below, so they could not even figure out what attacked them. 

an officer inspects it, and with my enhanced hearing and the soldiers body language I could tell he was trying to write it off as the bulb getting too hot. 

I feel a presence behind me and quickly whip my gun around into Cadarn's face; he doesn't even flinch.

"Thought I'd find you somewhere blowing up something." He says, pushing the gun away with his large hand.

"What do you want?" I snap. "to talk," he simply replies. 

"I don't want to talk." 

"alright." Cadarn hefted himself up next to he with a pleased sigh, staring at the moon rising. "What are you doing?" I glare at him.

"Not talking." Cadarn replies in a sing-song way as he leans back on his elbows. I scoff, swinging my leg down so I can jump down to the next limb. "where are you going?" Cadarn peers over the side like an innocent child asking why his mother was going to the market.

"Thought we weren't talking." I call back, swinging down to the next branch until I am to the ground. I hear a thud and see Cadarn had followed me down. I walk down the hill, leaves crunching under my heavy boots; there were animal prints along the ground. Why not follow them and see if I can lose this boy somewhere along the way?

The animal was a medium-sized animal, something of a dog. It made a meal on the way of a bird; carnivorous, unlike the fytofaga, a herbivore dog. I heard Cadarn's heartbeat and it is calm; I felt his presence was merely five feet behind me but slowing to eight and then up to four feet at times. He wasn't paying attention to the prints. 

There was a break in the prints, meaning the animal picked up speed; it was near. there was another heartbeat pounding in my ears. I stopped. 

"What are you-" 
I could almost feel Cadarn's smirk. "yes, but which one of us is being hunted? The humans or the beast?" he whispers. "Get your knife out." I demand.
"Do you want to attract more with the sound of your gun?" "you're smarter than I expected." I hear Cadarn pull his knife from his belt loop, but I heard the growls of the animal; thats when I realized what we were hunting. 
"Cadarn, we can't kill it." I whisper. 
He replies cooly, his heartbeat still calm, "Now that is not believing." "No, its a-" I stop when I see the large dog jump down in front of us from the rocks, "... A Dolofon." The large beast snarls at me, staring me down, yet I stay frozen in my spot, hoping the almost blind beast will not see us. 

"Don't move."






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