Raeven was crouched on a rooftop, eyeing the military group that was slipping through the streets. She had been watching them for a day or two, just to see what their guarding patterns were like. A hovercraft slowly flew between the group of military thugs, carrying supplies like weapons, food, and water. She also had heard about a map of the military’s bases and areas of attack were. This interested her greatly. Perhaps if she got a hold of it, she could use it to her advantage.

Her head tilted to the side slightly as she watched them grow closer to a building whose structure was quickly crumbling. She poised her bow and removed an arrow from the makeshift pouch that she had fastened from an old book bag and a few pieces of leather. Once the arrow was set, she aimed the arrow at the weakest spot in the building. Everything around her faded as she inhaled deeply, her eye focused on the weak spot. She released the breath of air as she released the arrow, watching as it quietly slipped through the air and made its target. The military supply squad was passing by the building at the moment she shot the arrow. They began to shout orders and move away from the wall as the building began to buckle and collapse, sending dirt and debris throughout the street. Now was her chance.

Raeven descended from the building rapidly, scaling down the roof ledges and what remained of the fire escape. After pulling a makeshift mask over her mouth, she moved into the dust and disappeared, warping the light around her to appear invisible. As the soldiers scrambled around her, coughing from the dust, she slipped through to the halted supply car. Just as she suspected, the door opened and a fairly old, grumpy looking man stepped out of the hovercraft.

“What the hell is going on? You pansies can’t handle a collapsed building? Come on, let's get a move on!” He shouted at them, but was choked by the dust.

Raeven had slipped inside the moment the man had stepped out of the hovercraft. She snagged a few cans of food that wouldn’t spoil and efficiently found the map. All of this, she stuffed inside of her pouch. At this time, the military man began to turn and climb into the hovercraft, shielding his mouth and eyes from the dust. She barely managed to slip through the door before the grump slammed it shut. Unfortunately, a temporarily blinded soldier crashed into her and gasped. He suddenly inhaled more of the dust and began to cough violently, his arms flailing as he tried to warn the other soldiers of the mysterious object he ran into. Raeven only chuckled lightly. “Better luck next time, pal,” she murmured before racing off. She removed the mask as soon as she was out of the dust cloud and continued to run, taking to the back streets and alleys that she had grown so familiar with in the past year. She laughed to herself, the image of the startled soldier’s face plastered to her mind as she continued to run towards her hideout.