gunfire ruptures suddenly in the distance. sharp. chaotic- echoing throughout the once peaceful streets. she had barely turned her head, ready to check out the noise when a rough hand grips her wrist. it was strong and urgent, yanking her down and into the cover of a thick, broken piece of concrete with just enough room for the two of them. ❝ what the– ❞ a gasp of breath is cut short as debris explodes where she'd just been standing a few seconds before. the force of it almost knocked the wind from her lungs, but @priceforeverything hold never wavered. eyes flutter open, lifting towards her unknown hero, heart pounding and confused as hell.
❝ who are you. . ? and what's going on? ❞ another terrorist attack? a splinter group from veltro, maybe? but it couldn't be . . . the bsaa had claimed they took them all out. her own brother was even there.