knocked the breath out of her and her ears were ringing from the thunderous sound. Crawling, she rolled under a large trailer used to haul material behind a ground cruiser.
More missiles struck close by destroying many of the new medical buildings. Through the cloud of smoke, Taylor saw Lonnie’s familiar form on the other side of the gate. He was sitting on the ground between two buildings, crying.
Rolling out from under the trailer, Taylor stumbled to her feet. She covered her nose and mouth with her arm to keep from breathing in the smoke from the fires caused by the explosions.
Her eyes swept the area. She didn’t see Buzz anywhere. Shaking her head, she tried to clear the ringing in her ears as she stumbled through the debris. She ignored the men that ran by her, shouting; her only thought was to reach the little boy.
She gasped when a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm. Turning, she started to strike out when she saw Buzz’s dirty face gazing at her. Turning, she threw her arms around his neck in a brief hug.
“We’ve got to go,” he shouted, pointing in the opposite direction.
“No!” Taylor cried out, trying to break his grip and pointing to where she had been going. “Lonnie!”
Buzz turned and looked in the direction that Taylor was pointing. A grim expression crossed his face. Nodding to Taylor, he turned and started running toward the little boy.
Taylor ran beside him, glancing with fear as several Trivator warriors raised their weapons and began firing in the direction they were going. Fear for the little boy gave her an adrenaline rush and she sprinted past Buzz when he stumbled as the ground shook under their feet again.
“Lonnie,” Taylor cried out, kneeling in front of the boy. “Are you hurt? Where is your mom?”
Lonnie shook his head, looking wildly around him. “I don’t know,” he choked out. “There was an explosion and we were running and I lost her. I didn’t know what to do. I thought she might come back to the tent.”
“Taylor, we’ve got to get out of here,” Buzz said, scooping the boy up in his arms.
Taylor nodded. She rose and started to turn when she heard the sound of a cry. In the narrow alley, Taylor spotted Karna. She was struggling to climb over some fallen debris.
“Take him to one of the transports,” Taylor instructed. “I’ll help his mother.”
“Taylor,” Buzz started to argue.
Taylor shook her head and started to move away from Buzz. “I can’t carry him, Buzz, you’ll have to do it. Go!” She ordered, turning and running down the alley.
Taylor glanced over her shoulder in time to see Buzz jerk as another blast hit close. He shot her a frustrated look before turning on his heel and running back to the compound. Taylor didn’t wait any longer.
“Here, let me help,” she said, rushing up to where Karna was struggling.
“Londius?” Karna asked as she turned and looked at Taylor with frightened eyes.
“Buzz has him,” Taylor said, wincing at the sounds of the fighting drawing nearer.
“My skirt is caught,” Karna said, jerking at the back of her skirt.
Taylor grabbed a handful of the material and pulled. The sound of tearing could barely be heard over the shouts of the warriors, the blasts, and the overhead fighter transports attacking the invading forces.
“You’re free! This way,” Taylor said, grabbing Karna’s hand and pulling her forward.
Taylor stopped at the end of the alley and glanced around the corner. She could see a group of Trivator warriors moving down along the sides of the buildings. They were returning fire on the rebels.
Her head jerked up when a fighter moved slowly over the area, striking with a frightening precision into several buildings further down the road. Squeezing Karna’s hand, Taylor drew in a deep breath and took off running. The right side of the gate that lead into the compound lay on the ground. The other gate hung crooked, bent from flying debris.
“There’s Buzz; go to
More missiles struck close by destroying many of the new medical buildings. Through the cloud of smoke, Taylor saw Lonnie’s familiar form on the other side of the gate. He was sitting on the ground between two buildings, crying.
Rolling out from under the trailer, Taylor stumbled to her feet. She covered her nose and mouth with her arm to keep from breathing in the smoke from the fires caused by the explosions.
Her eyes swept the area. She didn’t see Buzz anywhere. Shaking her head, she tried to clear the ringing in her ears as she stumbled through the debris. She ignored the men that ran by her, shouting; her only thought was to reach the little boy.
She gasped when a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm. Turning, she started to strike out when she saw Buzz’s dirty face gazing at her. Turning, she threw her arms around his neck in a brief hug.
“We’ve got to go,” he shouted, pointing in the opposite direction.
“No!” Taylor cried out, trying to break his grip and pointing to where she had been going. “Lonnie!”
Buzz turned and looked in the direction that Taylor was pointing. A grim expression crossed his face. Nodding to Taylor, he turned and started running toward the little boy.
Taylor ran beside him, glancing with fear as several Trivator warriors raised their weapons and began firing in the direction they were going. Fear for the little boy gave her an adrenaline rush and she sprinted past Buzz when he stumbled as the ground shook under their feet again.
“Lonnie,” Taylor cried out, kneeling in front of the boy. “Are you hurt? Where is your mom?”
Lonnie shook his head, looking wildly around him. “I don’t know,” he choked out. “There was an explosion and we were running and I lost her. I didn’t know what to do. I thought she might come back to the tent.”
“Taylor, we’ve got to get out of here,” Buzz said, scooping the boy up in his arms.
Taylor nodded. She rose and started to turn when she heard the sound of a cry. In the narrow alley, Taylor spotted Karna. She was struggling to climb over some fallen debris.
“Take him to one of the transports,” Taylor instructed. “I’ll help his mother.”
“Taylor,” Buzz started to argue.
Taylor shook her head and started to move away from Buzz. “I can’t carry him, Buzz, you’ll have to do it. Go!” She ordered, turning and running down the alley.
Taylor glanced over her shoulder in time to see Buzz jerk as another blast hit close. He shot her a frustrated look before turning on his heel and running back to the compound. Taylor didn’t wait any longer.
“Here, let me help,” she said, rushing up to where Karna was struggling.
“Londius?” Karna asked as she turned and looked at Taylor with frightened eyes.
“Buzz has him,” Taylor said, wincing at the sounds of the fighting drawing nearer.
“My skirt is caught,” Karna said, jerking at the back of her skirt.
Taylor grabbed a handful of the material and pulled. The sound of tearing could barely be heard over the shouts of the warriors, the blasts, and the overhead fighter transports attacking the invading forces.
“You’re free! This way,” Taylor said, grabbing Karna’s hand and pulling her forward.
Taylor stopped at the end of the alley and glanced around the corner. She could see a group of Trivator warriors moving down along the sides of the buildings. They were returning fire on the rebels.
Her head jerked up when a fighter moved slowly over the area, striking with a frightening precision into several buildings further down the road. Squeezing Karna’s hand, Taylor drew in a deep breath and took off running. The right side of the gate that lead into the compound lay on the ground. The other gate hung crooked, bent from flying debris.
“There’s Buzz; go to
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