She walked quickly, continually looking over her shoulder, trying not to look conspicuous. She was worried not only for herself, but for her companion as well. They were separated about two hours ago. She hoped, knowing him, that he hadn’t done anything rash. She also worried about the fact there was a high probability they would never see each other again. How was he supposed to find her in an over-populated city, when the both of them were hiding from everyone?
It was getting dark, soon there would be patrol ‘bots everywhere, making sure teens were at home and looking for people like her slinking about, she needed to find shelter. She found an old service tunnel. It was dark, but that didn’t bother her.
As she walked around, not bumping into anything because she could hear the sound of her footsteps bouncing off things, giving her a picture of where everything was. “Wait,” she whispered to herself. “This is a service tunnel; it goes under the whole city. It’s a city under a city.” She knew she had just found the key to the city, she could now travel anywhere she wanted whenever she wanted, but no joy did this bring her, because she was still worried about her friend.
He was looking for a place to hide for the night. He was worried about his companion; they were separated about two hours ago when they bumped into some robots who were running facial recognition. He had managed to sneak way, but by then she had disappeared into the sea of people packed like sardines on the walkway.
“If you know or have any relationship with an Overpowered, you are obligated to report them or the information to G.U.N, failing to do so will lead to major consequences.” A voice reminded the citizens for the hundredth time today. Every time this announcement went off, he felt like all eyes were on him, like everyone in the whole city was staring at him, knowing.
“It is a minute past nine, you teens are supposed to be home, what are you doing?” A patrol ‘bot asked.
“S-sorry, we were working late at our jobs and didn’t notice the time, pl-please don’t report us.” One begged with a voice full of fear.
“Why do I not believe you? Running facial-”
The ground under the robot opened up and swallowed it, then closed up again. The two teens turned to see him standing there.
“Run, more will be here soon.” He warned them.
“Thanks.” They nodded before running into an alleyway. He ran because he was being hunted as well. He had no clue where he was running, but he didn’t stop.