Chapter 1

THEN I was running.

I heard a growling noise behind me as I was walking through the street in the dead of night. I started running as fast as I could away from whatever was pursuing me. This was at least the fifth time this had happened ever sense I ran away from the orphanage a week ago.

I tried not to think about it but the memories just came flooding back to me.

"Freak," said a pudgy red haired boy as he pushed me to the floor. He and his gang were always pushing me around sense I was younger and weaker than them.

"You can't even read right. Basically you can't do anything right!" he said as he kicked me in my side. "You're a screw up. No wonder your parents put you in this dump."

That then ticked me off. I got up and tackled the boy. Even though he was much larger and heavier than me, I knocked him to the floor. I punched him in the face and let all my anger out as I did so.

"I am not a freak! You are you son of a-" my words were cut short as I was pried off the boy by two of his gang members.

The pudgy boy got up and moved closer to me until we were almost nose to nose. I tried not to gag at his rancid breath in my face.

He looked into my eyes and said, "If you ever try something like that again, God so help me I will make your life miserable."

"Oh really?" I asked sarcastically. "I thought you were already doing that." and I spat in his face.

He wiped the spit off and said, "Ya know you're cute when you're mad."

"Ugg just put me out of my misery!" I groaned. I wanted to puke so bad right then.

"Oh but dear, I would never do that but as I said, if you ever try to-" he was cut off by the screams of pain from the two gain member that were holding me back. I had just kicked them in an unspoken spot and ran to an open window.

"Well I won't be pulling anything like again because I'm outta here," I gave the boy a finale salute and jumped out the window.

And well here we are. Me running for my life. Isn't life just awesome for me? As I was running I somehow tripped over my own feet and fell face first onto the pavement. I tried to get up but something grabbed the back of my shirt and lifted me off the ground.

When I came face to face with my pursuer, I nearly screamed in horror. The creature had one blue eye in the middle of its face, yellow jagged teeth, and was wearing nothing but a loin cloth.(For those of you who don't know it's your typical Cyclopes.)

"My master will be happy that I finally caught you," the creature growled in a rough and scratchy voice. I was so scared that I went limp and passed out.

Did I mention my name is Becka Roberts I'm 11 years old, and this is my story.