Honestly i would like to thank my great friends, Chrissy, Ashley and ryan. Been a true help and wouldnt have done it without them.
This is the first chapter of my story but seriously though im not so sure how its gonna turn out but hope its alright enough for you guys.
I OWN NOTHING APART FROM MY OC!
Have a heart Chapter 1
I looked outside to see that the snow drops had been falling silently and hitting the ground, creating more and more snow. I had been stuck inside an abandoned house for over three days now, fighting to keep safe and hidden away.
The room was a plain old living room, with burn marks and crumbled pieces of the wall and roof scattered across the floor.
The windows had been smashed which let a gust of cold air into the house creating me to shiver to my very core.
To be honest, i hated it here. I was locked up and i knew that if i stepped an inch outside, it would be the last thing i would ever do. At the moment, i was just thankful to be alive, but at the same time knowing what could happen to me next.
Would my body be found in the wetness blanket of snow? Would i survive? Will anyone find me? All of these questions was rushing through my head like an adrenaline rush. And through it all, i can't even bare to think about it.
-Flashback-
"Sir, this is subject 62." a man in a white jacket said. He looked to be from working in a labratory with few men standing alongside with him.
"Good work Collins. Tell me whats been the status report on 62?" Another man in a dark brown suit said smiling with a smug.
"At the moment sir, shes been pretty stable. However her abilities can get in the way of our research sir."
"I dont care if her research gets in the way of our work. What i want, is her blood ready for the upcoming subjects." the man in brown said as he turned sharp on the spot.
"Yes sir, we do understand that. But you dont understand that with her abilities, its getting in the way of our work to retrieve the blood sample for you." the man in white explained trying to prove a point.
"Fine, fair enough. However i want to meet subject 62." all the men had looked at him in complete shock, not knowing what to say or even do about any of it. "In person." the man in brown said finishing his sentence to the scientists with a cruel smile, that held on his lips.
~Meanwhile~
I was stuck in the cell laying against the wall with my head resting upwards to stare at the ceiling.
'This is it' i thought to myself. 'Im trapped. And gonna be stuck inside here now, for proberly the rest of my life'
"I wouldn't think that way about yourself." i looked down at the boy who was in another cell opposite towards me.
"What?" i said completley shocked.
"Oh im sorry. I can read minds and i didn't mean to freak you out." the boy said appologising for what he had done. I let a small smile come onto my lips as i shook my head at him.
"Dont worry about it. I guess you cant help yourself really huh?" i replied trying to lighten the mood. Funnily enough, it worked. I physically managed to make the conversation more...happy? We both knew that we were both gonna be stuck in here for awhile, but i'd rather have it happy than in misery.
"You seem confident now, like your happy that you've brought happiness to a place like this." "Yeah...i guess so. But then again i'd rather have it happy than nothing at all. Wouldn't you?" he nodded his head before sitting down close to his cell bars.
I knew that he was trying to have a face to face talk as much a possible and i ended up joining him in the same routine.
"So what about your abilitie? What can you do?" the boy said intrested in what i was in my life. I simply shook my head before rubbing my head with my hand.
"Im actually a sort of shifter. But i dont have the full abilitie for it quite yet, at the moment im a wolf." (Check it out on my page for more)
He seemed suprised by what i could do, but i knew i was diffrent. I grew up with this so called 'Curse' but never actually believed that it was inside of me all along.
I ran away from it for years and tried to deny myself for everything that i was to become or becoming. Even my mother and father never understood why and now...their both dead, killed by the people who brought me here.
"Its amazing, i mean look at this place." he said reverting his eyes above him and i soon followed to look up at all of the cells. "To think that theirs what?...over two thousand people in here with strange abilities."
I let my eyes fall slowly to the ground, not wanting to look up and see the hurt from others.
"Yeah may seem that way. But at the end of the day we're all test subjects. We're all pets to the bastards that are keeping us here. And for what? To help us? To cure us? no.
It dont matter to them because their not the freaks of the show, because we are." i replied proving my point, which had only shocked him. But he seemed to also understand, as if he had thought about that before and denied it, but now...now was when he was telling the truth and he liked it.
"Y'know sometimes i think the exact same. But at the end of the day, i have to think that sooner or later someones gonna find us." he said looking directly at me with a sad expression that had crossed his face.
"If what you said was true...then why haven't they done it already? Answer me that." i said trying to point the fact out and make it obvious.
He lowered his eyes to the floor and he began fiddling with his trousers, it had become pretty obvious that i was right but he didn't want to face upto the fact of it. I let a sigh escape my lips as i stood up off the floor and dusted my legs off before wandering around in my cell, like i was a dead zombie.
Two hours had passed by and the boy opposite was fast asleep on his bed, which made me smile slightly before i smelt trouble.
I saw two men scientists come along and egnoring the other subject patients, before walking straight upto my cell. I looked at them both strangely as i backed up against the wall trying to hope that they wouldn't take me.
"This is subject 62?" the man #1 said looking over at the other scientist before looking back at me.
"Yes. Striker said that he wanted to meet the subject, in person." man #2 said giving a smirk/evil grin on his face whilst looking at me. I stayed still like i was frozen on the spot and looking at the two men with complete shock on my face, but i also became scared to know why this man named striker wanted to talk to me. And better yet, in person? This was playing on my mind and i couldnt stand it.
"Cmon we need to get her to see striker, before we end up loosing our jobs."
And with that the door was unlocked with the two men looking at me with a michevious grin.