Nuke261
Rogue Warrior
Sammy's Truck
The group continued to laugh and rest and try and prepare for the unthinkable. Kyle was doing a pretty good job of getting comfortable with his power and was convincing Corey that he would do just as well. As they got farther down state route 67, headed east towards Youngstown, it was starting to become dark. After another few minutes, Lorenzo suddenly sat straight up.
He could not explain it, he knew it was part of his powers. But, it was almost like what he was doing was just outside of his abilities. He was having some trouble accepting a power that had no tangible explanation or effects, it made it very difficult to learn what he was doing. He had been trying to see if there was some way he could find the others with his mind, he did not even know if he could do that but, he could try.
All of a sudden, he got a chill that didn't go down his spine, it ran all the way through him. Something bad was about to happen. If he was not already sure their lives had changed forever, he was now. The best he could explain it, if asked, was that 'there had been a great disturbance in the force.'
He wasn't sure if that would comfort anyone. He knew it didn't comfort him.
Prisoner Transport Truck
The truck rocked from the second explosion. The guards were panicked. This was not some elaborate scheme, it was real. There were one or two more explosions, it was hard to be sure. But, the last one tipped the truck! It seemed to hang in mid air, trying to decide which way was up. The moment seemed to last for minutes instead of the brief seconds it took. There was yelling and screaming and cursing. The lights flashed and came back dimmer than before. A few sparks flew through the air and the computer screens were no longer lit.
Two of the guards looked like they were knocked out. The bald one who had spoke with Catherine was up along with one who had been sleeping. Catherine was thrown loose and lay on her back, unmoving. Andrew sat facing up with loose equipment from the truck laying on top of him. Gabe's seat had been jarred loose from the rest and he noticed what looked like a crack in his hand restraints. Sammy was still in his seat, a cut across his face and a curse in his throat. They both hung in their restraints facing down. Eleyna lay on her side, looking up at Gabe and Sammy both. Her hands were still bound together by the metal manacles. One of the guards lay at her feet.
The bald guard grabbed his radio from the floor. "What the hell was that! are you guys okay? What happened? Are we under attack or were we hit? Somebody say something!"
The second guard pulled his pistol free, obviously panicked. "What's going on? They're gonna escape! What do we do?"
Catherine moaned slightly.
The truck rocked. It was not another explosion, something hit them. Hard.
The group continued to laugh and rest and try and prepare for the unthinkable. Kyle was doing a pretty good job of getting comfortable with his power and was convincing Corey that he would do just as well. As they got farther down state route 67, headed east towards Youngstown, it was starting to become dark. After another few minutes, Lorenzo suddenly sat straight up.
He could not explain it, he knew it was part of his powers. But, it was almost like what he was doing was just outside of his abilities. He was having some trouble accepting a power that had no tangible explanation or effects, it made it very difficult to learn what he was doing. He had been trying to see if there was some way he could find the others with his mind, he did not even know if he could do that but, he could try.
All of a sudden, he got a chill that didn't go down his spine, it ran all the way through him. Something bad was about to happen. If he was not already sure their lives had changed forever, he was now. The best he could explain it, if asked, was that 'there had been a great disturbance in the force.'
He wasn't sure if that would comfort anyone. He knew it didn't comfort him.
Prisoner Transport Truck
The truck rocked from the second explosion. The guards were panicked. This was not some elaborate scheme, it was real. There were one or two more explosions, it was hard to be sure. But, the last one tipped the truck! It seemed to hang in mid air, trying to decide which way was up. The moment seemed to last for minutes instead of the brief seconds it took. There was yelling and screaming and cursing. The lights flashed and came back dimmer than before. A few sparks flew through the air and the computer screens were no longer lit.
Two of the guards looked like they were knocked out. The bald one who had spoke with Catherine was up along with one who had been sleeping. Catherine was thrown loose and lay on her back, unmoving. Andrew sat facing up with loose equipment from the truck laying on top of him. Gabe's seat had been jarred loose from the rest and he noticed what looked like a crack in his hand restraints. Sammy was still in his seat, a cut across his face and a curse in his throat. They both hung in their restraints facing down. Eleyna lay on her side, looking up at Gabe and Sammy both. Her hands were still bound together by the metal manacles. One of the guards lay at her feet.
The bald guard grabbed his radio from the floor. "What the hell was that! are you guys okay? What happened? Are we under attack or were we hit? Somebody say something!"
The second guard pulled his pistol free, obviously panicked. "What's going on? They're gonna escape! What do we do?"
Catherine moaned slightly.
The truck rocked. It was not another explosion, something hit them. Hard.
