Authors note: Hi there to who ever is reading this! This is my first fanfiction ever, of any series so please be kind. Due to my relative virgin status as an author here I would greatly appreciate any constructive criticisms as to what works or what doesnt!Thank you very much, and feel free to comment/message me with anything you would like to see in this story or if you have any ideas:) For anyone interested I listened to the song "From Eden" by Hozier while writing this. Enjoy xo
She opened her eyes, or had she? It was still pitch dark. And loud, so loud. She covered her ears and shrank further down into the corner, shaking not just out of cold but something more, something wasn't right. The metal cage, rattled nosily and she closed her eyes again but even there she couldn't escape the darkness. Minutes, hours, days could of passed she had no way of telling so she drifted off to sleep. It was not a peaceful sleep. Shadows pulled at her, faceless people jumped out and tried to snatch her away and the dark figures chased her.
Bright light filtered through and once her eyes adjusted she could finally see where she had been trapped. It was larger than she had thought, the metal cube had been distorted by the darkness. It lay empty apart from her and some boxes across from her.
It was only now the reality of the situation struck her. Panic flooded her system, she couldn't remember anything, anything at all. Parents, school, and siblings it was all gone. It was if someone had stolen her memories and burnt them, all gone, up in smoke but the skeletons remained. The frames of a life was all she had. She knew she was able to ride a bike, but couldn't remember learning. She knew there were cities and cars and bowling allies and lazy Sunday mornings but she couldn't remember the specifics. She grasped at her sleeve. What was she even wearing? , she glanced at her arm, she had plain grey long- sleeved top, and on bottom beige cargo shorts. She was just about to examine herself further when she heard voices. Loud, rough voices which startled her back into her corner. Her head was pounding, the voices were saying so many things, there were too many, too loud. She started to shake uncontrollably again. The voices were growing louder and she shrank further into herself. With a loud thud, her heart stopped, they were coming to get her. She didn't know who "they" were but she knew it was bad, this whole situation was bad so she pulled her knees up into her chest and curled into herself in an effort to make herself as small as humanely possible.
She decided to try and sneak a look at whatever had made the thud. She peaked out from behind her hands, there was a tall, shadow blocking the light, she looked at it with startled eyes; it was a he. He was a boy. He seemed just as surprised as she did and blinked rapidly, staring at her intensely. He was speaking slowly to her, but she couldn't understand him, her mind was racing. He moved towards her slowly and she shook violently, he stopped and began gesturing with his hands, as if reiterating something he had just said. She decided that maybe if he saw she meant no harm he might leave her here's she looked up at him timidly, her blue eyes locking to his and she lowered them, a gesture of surrender but also dismissal, she was urging him with all of her subconscious to go, to leave her alone. He seemed to understand this and she buried her head in her arms once again, to escape into her dreams, her own personal darkness. More and more unintelligible shouting but she tried to block it out. In the hopes it, well he, was gone she gave one small glance up, he was still here, she frowned. He swooped down suddenly and before she could comprehend what was happening, he had scooped her up in his arms, effortlessly, as if she was a rag doll. She became overwhelmed with panic, raw adrenaline coursed through her veins, this must have been evident by her face, as he said mumbled something quiet this time , in a low voice. She squirmed and tried to break free but he had an iron grip around her as he climbed out of the steel box. Brightness blinded her and she found herself being unceremoniously lowered onto the ground as a circle of jostling people lurched forward and crowded around her. The voices reached crescendo and she covered her eyes with her hands, the glaring light, the noise, this madding crowd, the new smells of sweat and dirt hit her like waves, each crashing into her relentlessly. She began to shake uncontrollably and it all became too much, the waves were unyielding. Her system shut down and the figures began to blur like water colour paints running, as she drifted off her eyes lingered on the worried brown ones.