(Nope.)
While the winged boy was crouched over the things on the ground, another masked person, a tall woman, who had blood pooling just above one of her brows, rounded the alleyway entrance, raised her dart gun and fired. The dart hitting Zion squarely in the side of the neck. She seemed to bristle with anger as she strode up the alley way, kicking off garbage that stuck to her foot.
Zachary was surprised by the sudden appearance, but didn't complain when the winged boy fell over, from the effects of the dart.
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Startled awake by a face full of soggy paper, I looked around disoriented. Zion, was laying next to me, his face half hidden by the folds of my robe. What had happened? I looked up to see a woman dressed in black coming toward me, I wanted to run, but I couldn't just leave my brother, what had happened? The woman raised what looked like a gun, and fired, I didn't have time to run, or ponder what had even happened, as darkness quickly enveloped me.
******
"Come on." She growled. "Grab the rat. And help me drag this guy, before the cops spot us."
Zachary quickly picked Delilah up curling her limp body in his left arm, and grabbed Zion's wing shoulder with his other hand. "What about their stuff?" He asked, though he wanted to ask what happened at the park he was expecting more people to show up.
She grunted, though it sounded more like a growl to him, and grabbed the edge of the robe, hoisting it and over her shoulder it's contents contained. "You happy?" She asked snarling, and she roughly grabbed the other wing of the boy on the ground. "Lets go!"