nothing that has happened so far has been anything we could control // inherited-vanity
@inherited-vanity
The drones moved fast; Edward moved faster.
He cut through their bodies as if they were made of paper, darting between them like a piranha through a school of sharks. He carried a baseball bat in one hand, and when he hit a drone, it flew for miles; the sheer speed of his strikes created a sonic boom with each hit.
He heard a familiar voice- no, not a voice, a scream- and raced towards it.
“EVIE?” he shouted. “Evie, where are you-”
A horde of drones had gathered in the street. Edward cursed under his breath.
“I’m coming! Stay calm.”








