Hey guys! So I've had this idea for a while now and I've wanted to write for just as long so I hope you enjoy it! I'd love to know what you think as this story is quite different from my other ones. Also, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year :).
An ominous bank of suffocating smoke consumed the demolished city. Thick flames set the screams of terror ablaze. The innocent clung to the walls in the pursuit of safety, but all exertion went in vain. Bullets pierced their feeble bodies, clutching them and dragging them to their graves. The decimating buildings overwhelmed all cries of distress taking hold of lives on their descent.
"Run!" He ordered. "I'll distract them; just get out of here…"
"No, Dad! We can't just leave you!" The girl sobbed out in desperation. The man's eyes met her watery ones for a second before shortly leaving them.
"Melinda, get her out of here." He looked towards his wife with a nod of assurance as she herself broke down to tears. "I love you," He spoke earnestly. "I love you both so much. Don't ever forget that."
Before they had a chance to return their love five men appeared – guns in hands. Her Mother grabbed her hand instantaneously and pulled her along as she ran in an urgent attempt to escape. She turned to see her Dad for the last and final time. She witnessed countless bullets enter his body crying out in her own emotional agony.
The pounding of her bare feet on the hard, concrete street matched the pace of her pounding heart. She wailed as they ran over the shattered glass of a shop window, dodging dead bodies as if they were traffic cones. The crackle of burning buildings was deafening but the scent of burning bodies proved worse.
Suddenly she felt her Mother's hand slip from her grasp. Turning to look at her, the girl watched as her Mother's eyes rolled to the back of her head. She watched as red liquid dripped down from a slim hole in her head, she watched as her Mother fell into her arms smearing blood down her cheek.
"M-Mum?" Her voice wavered quietly. "Mum?" She repeated in hope to get a response. "Oh God, please, please don't be dead. I can't lose you both." A stream of tears flowed down her puffy, red cheeks. Soon enough, a limitless amount of soldiers surrounded her, she was frozen to the spot. Her Mother lay limp in her arms as she was injected with a metallic green syringe in her neck.
She woke in a colourless, pristine room. Her sight was blurry and her head dizzy as she rose from her bed. Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror she saw her reflection stared back at her. A split lip, a yellow bruise covering the right side of her face, she was thin, too thin. She looked down at her feet, they were completely healed. However, there was a cold, piece of metal wrapped around her ankle. She shook her leg in curiosity but to her dismay the new accessory didn't move an inch.
Her attention on the item did not last long as a foreign women came into the room. She had long, light lilac hair that gracefully fell to her hips.
"Oh great, you're awake." The woman spoke in a patronizing tone.
"Where am I?" She questioned eagerly.
"Please, follow me." The woman requested, disregarding the girls question.
Seeing no other options the girl did as the women asked and followed behind her as she exited. Similar to her room, the hallways were white on white and the marble floor was cold on her feet as her feet padded along the route lead by the unfamiliar woman. Shortly, the woman came to a halt in front of large, metallic, double doors. A man opened the door from the inside, allowing the girl to enter the unrecognizable room. It was large; there was a seat at the centre of the room. It was the kind of seat she remembered sitting on when she went to the dentist. The only difference with this chair was that arm and leg restraints cascaded down the side of it. Immediately, she felt her stomach fill with a sickening uneasiness and was too focused on the chair to notice the tall man entering her view.
"This is Doctor Vincent he will be in charge of your enhancement." The lilac haired woman interrupted her thoughts.
"Enhancement?" She asked as she watched the Doctor carefully, noting his every move.
"Yes," Doctor Vincent's spoke with confidence as he sauntered towards her. "You see, you have a gift and here we can strengthen it, intensify its power you could say. If we didn't bring you here your power would become uncontrollable, it was for your own good. " She could felt nothing but utter disgust at his words.
"Is that why you murdered my parents? For my own good?!" Outrage overwhelmed her as she ran straight for him. Instantaneously, she was restrained by the man who had opened the door for her. Although she fought against his hold the outcome was futile.
"Well I'll give you an option then…" Doctor Vincent said as he neared the animalistic creature she had become since his past statement. "Would you rather paint your home's walls with the parents whom you love's blood all because you couldn't control yourself, or have some masked man amongst a sea of soldiers shoot them as collateral damage? Personally, I would pick the latter." She spat right in his face after hearing his repulsive question. "Put her in the chair." The doctor demanded after wiping the saliva from his cheek. Obediently, the man causing her restraint pulled her towards the seat at the centre of the room. She felt the cold, metal straps wrap tightly around her wrists and ankles trapping her completely. She struggled, yanking her legs and arms in a useless attempt to escape.
"Let me out of here!" She cried in distress. "Let me out!"
"I told you, this is for your own good." Doctor Vincent spoke in a monotone, almost empty, voice making the girl feel a sudden hollowness within her heart. Expressionless,he began sticking wire after wire across her skin. The girl felt as though she was becoming encaged in a spider's web, the more she struggled the more wires he would stick to her. She itched for them to be off her, she itched for the release of her limbs so she could rip them all away. "First we will increase pain tolerance." The doctor placed a hand over a lever to the side of her and her heart felt as though it would explode due to the sporadic rate it was beating. She widened her eyes in agonizing anticipation, watching closely as his muscles tensed, his grip tighten. She clawed at the chair with both her toenails and fingernails feeling as though they would rip off. He pulled it down in a distance and efficient manner. A scream tore through her throat, lacerating every ligament within her oesophagus.
Three years later...
"Don't look into her eyes! Do you understand me?!" Sirens screeched throughout the building. "Now, go! We can't let her escape!" Heavy footprints fell upon heavy marble floors. Soldiers wearing black protective gear ran through the corridors, guns in hand.
Her eyes radiated an icy, cold blue as she walked across the pure white floor leaving glossy red footprints. Coming to an abundant metal door she raised her hand. Her fingertips glowed, similarly to her eyes, as she twisted her hand in the air. The door handles matched the action of her hand and after a click they slammed open. Bullets flew through the air as formation of soldiers was revealed. Suddenly, her body emitted the same shade of colour. The fragments of metal paused in their journey, ominously, they rotated to their original source flying back instantaneously. Shortly, the bodies which once kneeled fell flat and the girl proceeded with her journey. Turning the corner, more soldiers mimicked the previous, but the bullets dropped before hitting the illuminated girl. She approached them, placing her hand millimetres away from the heart of one of the mercenaries. Forthwith, his eyes widened and he choked on the oxygen which seemed to vanish. He clutched the material covering his chest as he stared into the icy abyss of her pupils. His expression turned to one of begging, but the pressure around the organ below his neck only strengthened until his being fell limp to the floor. She reached out her arm displaying a clawing motion across the vicinity of the formation of armed men. A blue light followed her finger tips and soon enough the soldiers chests were ripped open mercilessly.
Stepping to the final door, her feet increasingly left the red, glossy prints. She unbolted the door without a mere touch, opening it as she had before with the other doors. Advancing into the outside world, she stopped feeling the natural light cascade over her body. Embracing the moment she smiled and a single tear fell from her eyes which ceased to glow. After a brief pause, she continued walking outside of the tall walls which had imprisoned her for years.
Automatically she broke into a run.