I thought for a second, wondering what I should do, then decided. I went back to the officer and disabled his left side, making it go limp. His eyes widened and his breathing became more ragged. I smiled coldly, and then made my way back over to the door. Leaning slightly closer to the gap, I looked straight through into the guard's eyes and he gasped. I smiled a little more and opened my mouth to sing.
Both the guard and the officer's jaws dropped when they heard my voice. I smiled and sang a little quieter β it wouldn't do to alert anyone else β and both men drew instinctively closer.
Though I constantly sang in French, people could always understand me. I sang the usual song that I use to get out of Metro Police, 'Paix Γ l'esprit de nombreux'. Both officers relaxed as they heard the song and the man on the floor fell into a deep sleep. Cool, I thought, that's fine with me! The guard looked as if he was going to faint and I quickly changed to a different song, 'Ouvrez les portes fermΓ©es de Dieu'. I really need new escape songs, I thought seriously, Ones that aren't hymns. As the song took hold of the guard, he shook his head slightly and slowly opened the door to the holding cell. I smiled as I walked past and changed to a new song, one of my favourites, 'Pardonner et Γ oublier'. The guard's expression slipped from his face and a new one of extreme calm settled in its place.
Quickly, I walked through the corridors, not singing any more. As I reached main entrance, I lowered my head and prayed to God no one thought to check who I was. Maybe that's why I use hymns too much, I thought, grinning inwardly, I pray too much as well. I chanced a quick glance up and saw that the main doors were literally 5 feet away. Well done girl, you've done it again. I remembered to thank god for automatic doors β no fingerprints! β And hopped down the stairs feeling elated. I looked around for where I'd left my motorbike and cursed all police in French over and over again, my good mood evaporating.
They'd taken it! I kicked some bushes angrily and startled some sparrows, who chirped at me crossly. I sighed and tried to calm down before turning to the birds and listening. Then I decided to exercise my other skill. I stepped forwards and chirped back an apology at them, in perfect sparrow dialect.
I had been mimicking both animals and humans for years now and sparrows were easy. I'd listened to them a lot and picked up sounds for me to practice. The two brown birds seemed a bit shocked (well how often is it when you come across a human that can speak textbook Sparrow?) and chirped a friendly 'It's Okay!' Then they flew off. I sighed and turned over the plans for Metro Police Station in my head. I knew pretty much all of it, and I knew where they kept the vehicles of prisoners. As I walked almost casually to the vehicles, I spotted my bike straight away. The green and gold stripes of my beautiful Kawasaki glinted in the sun, and I saw a flash of light that wasn't reflected from my bike.
'C'est gΓ©nial!' I cried. 'Ils ont marquΓ©s ma moto!' I tried to calm down again and saw that it was a simple tag. My beast paced angrily even though I sighed in relief. At least I could cut it. I used my nail again and cut through the basic plastic as if it were butter. What I didn't realise though, was the fact that a police officer was stationed just in front of me, to prevent the very thing that I was doing. I sensed the other person's presence but it wasn't quite right. It was almost...feral. Wait a minute! I looked up too late; the guy had already stepped out of the shadows and drawn his gun.
'Stop right there and tell me who you are!'
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