iDanceInTheRain
Senior Member
Callie winced as the blade sliced into her arm, which just barely slowed her done. She frowned, seeing that it had gone through her sweatshirt and was now soaked in blood. She dropped kicked another tracker, and slammed ones head into the side of the van. She tried attacking another one, but two of them grabbed her arms at the same time, moving her towards the door. She tried fighting back, but she was tired. They had lost. (Yeah, I wanted them to loose anyway)