ok... so this story is based a bit off of Alice in Wonderland but i have my own little twist on it further along... hope ya like it ^_^
My flat brown hair streamed out behind me in two messy braids as I sprinted through a huge open field. Two people were right on my heels as I tried to keep at least a few steps ahead. Behind me laid a huge structure with sniper towers at each of the four corners of the compound. I looked back once again and saw the bleak walls retreating but two very fast men advancing. One looked older and was beginning to fall behind but the other seemed about my age and was catching up. Before I could turn my head back forward I felt myself falling. I face planted into the soft dirt, and the boy planted his foot on my back between my shoulders. I rolled my head to the side and looked up at my captor. His brown hair fell into his warm chocolate eyes. But what shattered the picture was a long barreled shotgun loaded with tranquilizers pointed at my neck.
"Macy, you've gotten pretty far this time. But it looks like your little plan failed yet again," the boy said in a mocking tone. My ice blue eyes glared up at him as he lifted me up then cuffed my hands behind my back.
"Let me go1 I don't wanna go back there! Please let me go," I plead with him quietly.
"Macy Elizabeth. You are a patient at this compound and because I am an enforcer I am forced to follow strict rules. So I cannot let you go."
I whined quietly and hung my head as he began leading me back. The use of my full name always made me feel horribly inferior. And yes, I only have a first and middle name because my family abandoned me just from the fact I was different.
The person led me back to my cell and gently pushed me into it. "Macy I'm telling you this for your own health. Stay here and stop trying to run."
Just as he said that I remembered his name. Officer Jason Lagunas. He was the youngest enforcer in the compound and specifically assigned to keep tabs on me. Although he is the youngest, he's strongest and fastest. How unlucky for me because if he wasn't I would've gotten away already. His hands turned me around and I felt the cold cuffs click off my wrists and Jason backed away cautiously. Right away I spun and faced him.
"Woah, woah. Down kitty. No need to get all angry here, I'm leaving right now," he says quickly using my nickname that I absolutely hated.
But right as he turned I jumped at him and held him in a chokehold. He gagged then I tightened the hold and he passed out. Thought I only had seconds to get ahead I wasn't too worried. Jason had already opened the door so I dashed out into the hall and spotted a large window, luckily my cell was on the first floor. Soon enough, the alarms were blaring all around the compound, and I flung myself out the window.
Glass shattered around me and cut deep into my skin. My body then crashed to the ground but I rolled and stumbled to my feet then sprinted as fast as I could toward the forest. From behind me I heard Jason shouting then I saw him level a tranq gun at me
I heard the gun sputter as it fired at me then the clatter of the metal sounded as he dropped it to the ground and came running after me. What felt like hours were mere milliseconds as a small thud sounded when a needle penetrated my skin just above my elbow. But as soon as it hit I knew it was too late. I could feel the drug racing through me but I fought it off and kept running until I finally reached the forest for the first time. As I made my way deeper the forest behind me closed out the view of the compound and I couldn't hear Jason's crunching footsteps. The further I got though the more alone and isolated I felt.
Soon I began to falter in my step until I eventually fell face first into the ground. I managed to roll myself onto my back and look up at, possibly my last, glance at the sky. The sun was going down into the horizon casting brilliant reds, yellows, oranges and even light pink colors into the sky. Then I saw small wispy clouds blow from the east and heard the soft crunch of an army boot coming across the fallen leaves. Minutes later I had begun trying to get up, but to my horror when I looked around I saw that I had fallen into a ravine, and I couldn't move my right arm either.
More footfalls sounded and came closer to where I was and I called out against my will, "Jason? Is that you?"
The steps halted then reappeared behind me. "You called Macy? Gosh, what happened to you?" His voice was tainted with genuine worry, I didn't ever think a person like him could worry. He came closer and I tried to shy away, until I noticed he didn't have any weapons. So I let him come closer. Jasons' soft touch glanced across my forehead and I cried out quietly when I saw the blood, my blood, on his fingers. He then tore off a part of his white shirt and began to wrap it around my head. I flinched back as the soft cotton touched the wound. "Hey, stop moving or it'll hurt more, just stay still," he said softly, as soft as the cotton of his shirt.
I nodded quickly and kept my eyes on my feet to avoid meeting his usually harsh gaze. After he finished wrapping up the gash on my head, his hand slipped under my chin and he made me look at him. His brown eyes held mine hostage. "Jason… stop," I say in a harsh whisper as I push myself away from him. I apparently didn't realize we were only inches apart. But as I pushed away he grabbed my waist gently and held me there. He lifted my face again and pushed his lips against mine.
My whole world shattered in that one second and rain poured down from a now grey sky.