[ WP ] ... a drone had been circling the region for days .

Only In Death 
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 We sit here on the ground of the desert the soft sand pressing against our feet. We had been on the run for days. They know it was us. As soon as it happened we knew what we had created and went on the run. This is the only place that seemed logical at the time, over 3 million square miles of land for them to comb looking for us. But now looking back is was a foolish idea to try and run here. The lack of water and food had started to kick in causing hallucination and mirages all around. Laying my head down on the soft sand I drift into a restless sleep in seconds. 
 
 `` Quick wake up! It's back'' Zara whispers while shaking me. With a groan and a run of my eyes I sit up. A light glints in the distance. In the endless void of this desert they had found us again. That's when it hits me, the injection! Why had n't I thought of this. 
 `` The knife! Give me the knife'' I shout franticly. 
 `` You know you cant hit it right'' She laughs. I roll my eyes and explain. 
 `` We have been running from them for days yet everyday we have been found. Why do you think that is?'' 
 `` Because we are predictable?'' she questions. 
 `` No. Because we have a tracker, remember the standard check-up. It did n't occur to me at the time but is n't the bottom of your leg an odd place to inject? It must be a tracker!'' 
 
 I grab the knife from her hand and lean down. Lifting up the bottom of my trousers I press the knife into the soft skin. A small trickle of blood flows from the cut, the speed and size of the flow increases as I slowly twist the knife, dislodging the tracker. 
 
 Standing back up the cool feel of metal presses into the back of my skull. `` Very well done. You figured it out, bit slow though.'' the man chuckled. `` Now, back to business.''. Two men step out from behind him and drag me next to Zara. They kick me in the back of the knees and I fall to the ground. `` For your crimes against the New Order, the elders have officially sentenced you to death.'' Pulling back the hammer on the old revolver it clicks into place. Staring down the barrel I see two bullets locked into the chamber. 
 
 I registered the sound before the event. Time seem to slow down as I watched the hammer fall upon the cool metal in slow motion. Sparks fluttered to the ground as the gunpowder exploded. Then the metal buried itself into my head. My head whipped back slamming into the ground with startling force. And that was it, or so I thought. It had saved us, the machine that we had created yet it saviour did not come in the form of live but in death. Only in death could we really be free. 
 
 Only in death could I be free. 
 
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 This is n't very good but I have n't done any proper writing in quite a while. I took it down and put it back up because I had missed out quite a bit about the prompt. Sorry for any mistakes - if you find any let me know and I will try and correct them.
