NOTE: This story takes place on another planet that I made up. It is more technology advanced than Earth.
Sirens filled the air, echoing off skyscrapers and ringing out through the city.
Police hover cars zipped in and out of traffic with reds lights flashing. The whole squadron was in hot pursuit. The fleet was laid out through the entire upper city. This was obviously a very serious thing. The target? A teenage boy.
One car’s systems locked onto the fleeing figure, the driver watched the screen as he disappeared around a building. His mouth widened into a grin.
“You can’t get away from me . . . ” He said.
What was so hard about catching him? In less than a second he would be on top of him, then one shot would take down the brat and it would be over instantly.
This was too easy! His hand rested on the trigger, and he maneuvered around the corner.
The target was gone! His scanners tried but could pick up nothing. He slowed and lowered the altitude of the craft so he could look. Nothing. He was gone. His heart sank, he had hoped for a promotion.
Normally the car could detect a person’s DNA signature, but this person, Kevin Starskye, was a shape-shifter.
He was wanted all over the planet, not to mention the galaxy. He had been a fugitive for a few months now and there was a fifty thousand space-dollar reward for his capture. He was a super genius and he made a machine that allowed him to shape-shift.
The officer checked each person’s left hand as he passed, the only way you could tell it was Kevin, was a black, metal band on his left wrist. Suddenly he saw it.
Kevin had disguised himself as an adult man. He looked right at the camera and bolted.
The policeman gunned the engine and followed. “Target sighted!” He said into the radio.
On the ground Kevin had a major disadvantage; the squad car could fly freely above the crowds, but he had to weave in and out of the people.
At least no one else tried to stop him. Kevin veered to the right, with the car in hot pursuit. He squeezed through a vending booth knocking over boxes as he went.
‘How could I have been so stupid?’ He thought furiously.
From behind him the policeman fired a laser shot. It singed the edge of his right leg.
With a cry he fell to the asphalt and returned to his normal thirteen-year-old form.
For a second he laid sprawled on the ground. He returned to his senses and pulled himself up.
He started running again, He refused to stop even though his leg throbbed painfully.
Peoples’ faces widened in surprise as he ran by. Now Kevin was completely exposed and venerable. At least his slim body was faster than his previous one. To his relief the drone of the engine was fading.
Yes! Once again he was home free. He was almost to the alley. Just a little more . . .
He glanced behind him to see if the police car was following.
Thunk! He ran into something solid. He bounced off it and hit the ground - hard.
Before he could react, a big hand closed around the scruff of his neck and yanked him up.
He was held level to his captor’s eyes. They were red with rage.
He kicked the air in a useless attempt to free himself. This was bad - worse than being caught by the police. The creature towered over six feet and was almost as wide. It reached out with its free hand toward Kevin.
‘No way are you touching me!’ Kevin thought. He swung his body back to gain momentum; with gymnast-like skill he planted both feet on ugly’s face and pushed off.
The alien staggered back while Kevin landed on all fours. He didn’t waste a second; he took off once again.
This wasn’t the time to wonder who the creepy alien was. This was the time to escape.
His lungs ached from the lack of air but he kept running. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, he heard the police hover car again.
He had been spotted again. It revved its engine and sped after him. For a split second Kevin thought about giving up, but only for a second. He finally reached the alley and ducked inside.
The police craft swerved to avoid the wall. It spun up into the air. Inside the officer hit his fist on the dashboard.
Safe inside the alley, Kevin fell against the wall panting. He slid the ground, his chest heaved to bring in much needed oxygen.
Dark, wet, and steamy, the alley was the perfect place to hide.
He rested for a minute until he caught his breath.
A sharp pain on his lower right leg startled him. He had forgotten about it during the chase. He shifted to examine it, it looked pretty bad, the shot had missed most of it. It wasn’t too deep, and a wound an inch long went around part of his leg.
Kevin stood up, it really hurt. He needed to get back to his ship. There was no way he could manage enough energy to shape-shift right now, so it looked like he’d have to risk being seen. He made sure that the coast was clear before he stepped out of the alley way. ‘Another typical day.’ He thought. He was almost envious of normal people who didn’t have to watch their backs all the time.
“OK.” He said to himself. “Now where am I?”
Escape was survival, even if it meant getting lost afterwards. He felt angry at the police, why couldn’t they just leave him alone? He needed time to build a machine to get the Anatronzer off.
If he did that than everything would go back to normal - wait, no it wouldn’t.
He had already done other things against the law.
But some part of him thought the once he got rid of the machine than he could make up for the other things.
“Right, maybe I can find a map or something.” He shook his head. “I really need to stop talking to myself.”
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