Free The Adventures of Kid Combat 3: Jones Strikes Back by Christopher Helwink Page B

him!”
    Kid returned back into the alley. He didn’t
look good.
    “What? What is it?” Samantha asked with a
sense of urgency in her voice.
    “Not good. Not good at all, Sam.” Kid said
back to her. “We need to get out of here. Now.”
    “Where do we go?”
    “Not sure yet,” Kid responded. He went back
and peaked his head around the corner again. He saw Jones’s men
split up in multiple directions and start to search up and down the
street – even inside the businesses. Kid knew he only had a minute
or so before they came to the alley.
    “No time for a great plan here, Sam,” he said
back to his friend. He went back and turned to his friend.
    “We’re gonna have to run,” he said. Samantha
knew there wasn’t too much more of an option. They were pinned down
in the alley and would be found for sure if they stayed here.
Samantha nodded.
    “When I say go, we run,” Kid instructed
Samantha. He reached down and grabbed her hand. Clasping it hard,
Kid went back and looked around the corner again. He waited for a
time where most of Jones’s men were not looking or inside a
business.
    “Go!” Kid finally rang out. Samantha, took a
deep breath, closed her eyes, and pushed off against the wall. The
two friends sprung up and exited their hideout.
    Their legs pumped, their hearts raced, and
they never looked back. Kid, holding Samantha’s hand the whole
time, was just hoping they could make it to the intersection and
turn before anyone saw them.
    “There he is! I can see him!” one of Jones’s
men rang out. He pointed in the direction of Kid Combat and
Samantha. Jones turned around, and to his surprise, he saw a boy
running around the corner of a large brick building with a
girl.
    “Get them!” Jones yelled out to his men. The
men, leaving what they were previously doing, all started towards
Kid and Samantha. Jones never started to run, though, and grabbed
one of his men as he tried to go by.
    “No,” Jones said with a smirk, “not that way,
come with me.” Jones retreated the way from which he came, hoping
he would be able to outwit and trap Kid Combat.
    Kid and Samantha continued to run. They ran
down the sidewalk, through the street, and between parked cars,
hoping to elude and evade their chasers. None of it worked. While
it bought them some time, the men never lost sight of Kid and
Samantha. As they ran, one of the men’s communicator went off.
    “Yes, sir,” he said, tripping the switch on
his earpiece.
    “Lead them west,” the voice said. “I will cut
them off.”
    “Yes, sir. Right away, sir.”
    The man turned to his men. “Spilt up. Head to
the east, flush them to the west,” he told them. At the next
intersection, the one large group of six became two groups. One
headed straight towards Kid and Samantha. The other, turned left
and headed east.
    Kid finally looked back. “They’re splitting
up!” he told Samantha as they fought their way through a group of
business men.
    “Next intersection, turn right,” Kid said.
The friends turned right and proceeded down Jackson Street. Kid and
Samantha tried to keep their pace up, but they began to tire. Kid
breathed heavily and could barely see. He looked over at Samantha
and she was in the same shape. Kid returned his eyes to the street
in front of him, and that’s when he saw Jones rounding the corner
with a group of his men. Samantha saw it too.
    “Kid!” She said between breathes.
    The next intersection was LaSalle and it was
about fifty feet away. Jones and his men, to this point, had not
seen Kid. Luckily, they were looking the other way down the
street.
    “We can make it, Sam!” Kid exclaimed out.
    The two friends picked up a shot of
adrenaline and their speed increased. Kid split his vision between
the intersection that loomed closer and Jones and his men. Ten feet
away. Five feet away. Kid and Samantha started to make the
turn.
    “There!” one of Jones’s men rang out. Jones
turned and looked and saw the blurry image of a