A world Apart (The alien Assassin)

Chapter 13.

POV; Betrayed

They all turned and ran back towards the tunnel.

Bright flashes of light were everywhere and Fatima looked back to see federation guard's firing at them with their stun guns.

The light from their flashlight bobbed around wildly in the dark as they ran without any sense of direction.

Judging from the heavy footsteps behind them, it was clearly an ambush.

“They had been set up, but by who? She asked herself as she struggled to keep up with the others.

Her legs were throbbing with pains and she knew the exertion would soon make her limp.

Papa looked back at her and saw her in the rear. In one fluid motion, he scooped her in his arms and continued running.

Her added weight slowed him down and she could now see the silhouette of guards gain on them.

She could not see Hassan, it seemed he was ahead of them. She felt papa slowed down as he faltered when they came to a crossroad they had taken earlier.

She saw his indecision as he didn't seem to remember which way they had taken.

“Papa, left," she said.

He followed her directions and ran along the path just before the guards rounded the bend.

This would buy them some time, she thought, they would take some time in figuring out which road they or they'll split up in groups to find them.

They came to the dimly lit room that Fatima had unlocked earlier in the day.

“Papa dropped her and panted heavily.

“Papa, we've to find Hassan. She said very worried.

They heard running footsteps behind them and Papa came nearer to her.

“Sorry for this, he said as he covered her nose with his hands and raised her face upwards.

Her hands thrashed about wildly as she tried to pull him away, but he eluded her hands and increased the pressure on her nose.

“She felt her body gradually go limp as her reaction slowed down.

She struggled to keep her eyes open but she succumbed to the darkness.

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Danjuma quickly tied up Fatima as he heard the guards approaching.

He carried her into an empty large wooden crate. He then opened the door leaving it ajar just as the first set of guards rushed into the room.

He felt a sharp jolt of electricity course through his body as he fell down to the ground.

He had been shot with a stun gun. He was paralyzed and he couldn't feel his body, he hated the helplessness of his conditions.

“He blurrily saw 6 feets moving around the room which meant that there were three guards.

He heard one of them call the rest of his team directing them to the room while another cuffed his hands.

Thinking back, he wondered where he had gone wrong. He has been very careful and kept the plan between himself, Tion, and Bogar.

Perhaps it was the messenger, he hadn't seemed to believe him when he lied earlier.

He heard noises from the doorway as the remaining guards all poured into the room.

Advisor Thadron stepped out from behind them and smiled at him.

He already felt the sensation of the paralysis wane as he started to feel his limbs one more.

He wanted to punch him in the face. He should've known that it was him all along.

Advisor Thadron looked at the open door then glanced back at him.

“So she escaped, a pity. We couldn't allow you go on with this plan.

With the shaky situation at the federation, a stunt like this would enrupt my plan.

“Of course, you can't see the big picture here, " he said, shaking his head and gesturing with his hands.

“Who sold me out, was it the messenger, how did he know, he asked.

Advisor Thadron laughed aloud at this, looking at the guards around. They took the cue and joined in the laughter.

“Actually it's someone you know quite well, he said as he raised up his hands as a sign that he wanted quietness.

Someone stepped out from the shadows and looked at him as if he was disgusting.

“Hello Papa, Hassan said with a sneer on his face.