Ok, this is a rewrite of my story Star Race, hope you like it. Enjoy!
Tom is a big fan of Biker Mice from Mars, so what happens when she runs away to find herself in the world of our favourite heroes? Can Tom find her true self and learn to trust again? Will she survive the battles ahead? Read to find out.
Star Race (rewrite)
(Chap 1: Runaway)
It was a day like any other day. Tom wandered to school, the rain pouring over her, drenching her pale, thin body. Her pitch-black hair hung over her face. Her eyes, one of which was sapphire blue and the other a sharp, glass green colour, seemed to glow dully against the lightless, gray sky and the surrounding darkness. Blood was visible dripping down her chin from a bust lip, evidence of another fight. There was always a fight. If you weren't't exactly like everyone else, you had a death sentence. She didn't dear shiver as the freezing water seeped through her flimsy cloth trench coat.
Tom opened the door to her house and a finely French manicured hand reached out and pulled her inside. She lay on the floor, not bothering to scream in pain as a pointy shoe smashed full force into her stomach and chest. "Your late!" came the woman's shrill shriek. She picked the black haired girl up by her collar, pulling off the coat. Her short sleeved top revelling the severe scars embedded into her skin on her right arm, going from her shoulder to where her hands started. If anyone ever took notice to Tom they would notice, when she would bend over to pick something up, the deep, hideous scar that tore down her back.
"I'm sorry mum." She spoke, her voice emotionless, like all hope, all resistance had been removed. The voice of a zombie.
"You will be. I'm going out tonight and I want this place to be spotless when I'm back, alright." The girl nodded. Her mum threw her back to the floor and stormed out of the room.
Tom spent the rest of the night cleaning up. She put up with the abuse from her older siblings… well all of them besides the oldest, her brother Desmond, until there mates came around and invited them to a 'party' , and she put her younger family to bed.
When she was finally finished with the housework she sat in front of the T.V, trying to enjoy her favourite episode of Biker Mice From Mars (the first episode), but all she could concentrate on was how much her chest hurt, when her mum came back. "So, which way to your room?" she could hear a man's voice.
'Not another one! She's gonna end up with three more kids by next year if she keeps this up.' tom thought to herself.
"Right this way." She heard her mum. Tom could hear the slurring in her voice. She was drunk. Her mum spotted her and stopped, grinning. "First, lets have some fun."
The man came into the room but he was shrouded in black so Tom couldn't see him. He took his belt off and beat her all over, until the point of bleeding. Tom only let out small winces or whimpers, but she felt like screaming and if she did then her mother would see it as weakness and the beating would get worse. Her mum used the knife to make more cuts along her back. They did this until they actually fell unconscious. Ignoring the pain, she picked up a bag of clothes, food and money and ran.
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It had been three days since she had ran away and already the police had caught up with her. She began to question why she had ran away, but then she remembered.
It was because she hated her mum. Tom was one of 10 siblings, two older brothers, two older sisters (twins), three younger brothers (triplets) and two younger sisters. With her mother too 'busy' to look after anyone and her older siblings at collage and university, she was forced to look after her three little brothers and two sisters. She was hardly able to eat, ether because there was only enough for her other siblings or because her mother just couldn't be bothered to feed her middle daughter. And that's why she ran away. The starvation, exploitation, abuse, she couldn't take it any more.
She ran through the streets, trying to evade the police can giving chaise when there was a flash of light. She thought was the sun reflecting of something or a car light, but it wasn't. She suddenly found herself somewhere else. Although she noticed that she was no longer in England, she kept running. Suddenly she heard a car behind her and she rolled up the car as it collided with her, landing back on the ground and bolting off in another direction. 'I must have been on a road' she thought as she ran ignoring the pain shooting through her body.
She couldn't see where she was going as it seemed to be in the middle of the night, then found herself falling down, what felt like a very steep, rocky hill and crashed into a tree. She opened her eyes. Everything was blurry, above her was brown black and green, probably from the night sky and the tree, but the floor was strange. The floor was covered in red. She tried to look at herself, but found it extremely hard an painful to move.
She should have been glad that she couldn't see the state of her. There was a big wound on her side where the car slammed into her. Her arms where ripped open and covered with blood and the rest of her body covered in scratches, her clothes torn by the sharp rocks she had rolled over.
Someone must have seen her because she could hear voices not too far away. She heard footsteps, but from what she could hear it was only one person. She tried desperately to get up but she couldn't even see anymore. She had only just managed to start to sit up, but she felt too weak to sit up properly. She felt someone's hand on her shoulder help her lie back down.
"Don't move." The voice was calm and … comforting, something which was completely alien to you 14 year old girl. "We're gonna help you, your gonna be alright." The voice, whoever it belonged to sounded so familiar, but Tom couldn't place where she had heard it before.
She didn't care anymore who she was with, that she was hurt or that her mum could be looking for her now. All that mattered was that she was miles away from her home and she actually felt… safe? She had never felt so safe in her entire life. She let out a sigh as darkness filled her world.
There it is, please R+R and I'll see you soon.