"Haah... Haah... Haah... Damn it!," She cursed as she ran. She neither knew where she was going nor where she should go. What she knew was that she needed to run. To run away from that... from that WRETCHED place. She couldn't go back now. She shouldn't. 

"Alpha! stop running!, " A commanding voice resounded throughout the whole forest. The barking of dogs accompanied the voice. 

She cursed again. She cursed the professors that injected all those... 'things' in her with their scientific apparatuses. She cursed the Trainers that made her go through HELL. She cursed the Director that had made all of this happened. She cursed those stinking dogs that mauled Delta and Gamma. She cursed herself for letting them. 

"I said. STOP. FUCKING. RUNNING!," The commanding voice resounded again, a gunshot echoed through the woods. The flash of gunpowder illuminated the area. 

The smell of powder and the lingering sense of fear, along with the lead bullet, dug into her very sense of being. But she didn't stop. She couldn't stop. Not now.

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The muzzle flash earlier illuminated the area where the pursuers were. There were a dozen of them, along were half as many hunting dogs.

'Shit, ' She cursed again, 'Why are the elites here?! They should be at the Capital!'

Blood trickled down her chest, soaking her clothes and filling the air around her with a metallic smell. She cursed for the nth time again. 'It'll heal,' she said to herself, 'it'll heal.'

"Release the hounds!" The commander said. The hunting dogs let low growls as they were unchained. They ran after Alpha as fast as their four legs could go. The hounds ran like the mad beasts they are, chasing after Alpha with grim delight.

She ran and ran,

and ran

and ran

and ran

As far as her legs could take her.

But the dogs were gaining on her. Finally, a loose root on the ground led her to lose her footing. The last thing she saw were the hounds, pouncing towards her.