Hello! This is the first chapter of my marvel character, Melanis, origin story. This one is kinda short, but I will upload the second chapter since it's longer. I will do longer chapters if you guys like this story and want it to continue. Comment below if you guys like it! And comment what you think I should change! Enjoy!
The hospital rooms' bright light shined through Adiras' newly used eyes. Different people were standing around her, talking about her, and congratulating her were very proud indeed. Their daughter was very beautiful with, dark green eyes, brightening caramel skin, and curly brown hair that bounced when she moved her head. She looked just like her mother, mostly, she had her father's hair. But none of that mattered to them. All that mattered was, she was alive. Her mother gripped her hand, Adira noticed. She was so warm, and comforting, like a mother should be. Adira cuddled more into her mother, welcoming that warmth. Her mother gripped her close and said, "You know what your name means, hmm? It means 'my little-", before she could finish, soldiers rushed into the room at full speed, yelling and screaming commands. Some came in through the window, breaking it, and others came through the door.
They continued to yell while holding guns, shooting the ceiling threateningly. Suddenly, Adira was ripped from her mother's hands without hesitation. Adira cried as her mother was dragged away, kicking and screaming, reaching for her. Then, gunshots and people screaming was heard everywhere. The sound filled her ears, going through her brain, making sure, she would
remember this for the rest of her life. And after this day, the men took her to a place where children and teens were trained to fight and kill, until they became soldiers, or trainers. Until then, they trained everyday. Waking up at 6am, training til 7pm. And while this happened, Adira's hometown was destroyed and taken over, forever. From rumors, they said that all of the adults were killed in cold blood, but some escaped. Adira believed that last part for as long as she could, hoping her parents were still alive. Other kids did too. But they all knew that they would never get out of that place. That prison. And if you tried to escape, the penalty was death.
Adira was smarter than that, so she never tried, and so did the others. So, she waited, for 13 years. Being a 13 year old in that place meant she moved up in respect from the other recruits, and the leader, Connor.
No one liked him, but no one dared to say anything about it. He would kill you where you you could only think it, but some were even scared to do that. So until then, Adira would wait for her moment to escape, then when ready, come back and kill Connor.
Adira trained hard everyday, no matter how brutal the the muscle and agility, and the other things, was important. If your trainer saw you slacking off, you would train harder and extra. Then you wouldn't have the energy to train tomorrow. It was a cruel system, really.
One day, this system would be beat and destroyed forever One day, Adira would find her parents. One day, she would be free, forever. One day, it would all end. One day, she would be happy with her parents and no one would take them away again.