My short story

I pulled myself on the bed hanging from chains and sighed.I laid my head on the pillow, closed my eyes tiredly and fell into a deep sleep. I dreamed that we were all at home, having breakfast together. I looked at them both, smiling and hugging them happily. My mom had made pancakes and sausages again, setting it in front of me. I drowned my pancakes in syrup and ate them hungrily, taking a bite from my sausages as well. They watched me, eating a bit slower. Suddenly, I heard a crash. I look behind me, seeing a man in the window. "Mom, Dad? Are you expecting some one? "I said nervously. He raised a hand and dropped it, signaling to a man behind him. I look at the door as I heard a thump and the door burst in, a few men carrying guns running in and aiming at me. "Run!" I yelled, knowing what was about to happen. They got out of the way as I was shot in the chest multiple times, the bullets throwing me back as if I was thrown off a bull in a rodeo ring.

I hit the wall, sliding to the ground. My parents ran out the basement door, knowing I was able to take care of myself. I dodged a few bullets, my eyes counting the men and assessing the weapons they had in their hands. They're was ten men, two with gas launchers ,four with ak-47's and four more with shot guns. I ran behind the table, a chunk of the table being blown off as one of the men missed a shot at me .I counted them again, just to be sure and ran into the open. I headed for the first man, jumping on him. I punched him in the jaw, breaking his helmet and knocking him out. They began shooting at me as I flipped into the air, kicking two in the chest as I leveled out. I picked up one and slide I'm across the floor, knocking down three of the shot gunners, giving me a chance to run past them.

I yelled in pain as one of the soldiers managed to shoot me in the back, sending me crashing to the ground. They tase me with three tasers at the same time, making sure that I was knocked out. As I close my eyes in the dream, I open my eyes in the real world and I didn't like what I saw. I was strapped to a table in a dimly lit room. There were knives and scissors on a tray beside me, but that didn't scare me as much as the 30 ft. chains that hung near me. I looked around fearfully, seeing only darkness a few feet from the table. I snap my head around as the lights turned on, blinding me for a moment before my eyes adjusted. The first thing I saw was my parents in shackles connected to the wall. Looking past the lights, I saw a man descend a spiral set of stairs that I hadn't noticed and walk over to me. "Well, you're awake. That is not acceptable. I'm going to put you out with a powerful nostalgic that will keep you asleep for hours. So we will begin." he said in a nasally voice, picking up a large needle with a smoky colored liquid in it. I began to struggle when I saw it, but he held me down and stuck the needle in my arm, injecting me with the nostalgic.

I didn't even feel the shot, my eyes growing heavy immediately. I tried to stay awake as the man picked up a knife, but I finally gave in to the growing darkness and went limp. I had another dream, but this time I was with my best friends, Ingo, a girl with white hair and violet eyes, and Drako, who had black hair and brown eyes. He was also Ingo's brother. We were playing kickball in the baseball field, like we always did every Saturday. I was alone, preferring to be a team of one, as I was the best on the street. I kicked the soccer ball high into the air, running to first base as Drako ran to catch the ball. I reach first base and head to second as he ran towards me with the ball. He threw it at me and I tried to dodge but it hit me square in my back. "You're out." he said, laughing and helping me up. I laughed as well, smiling at him. "Yeah, I'm out. Your turn to kick, you two." I said, picking up the ball.

I rolled the ball to Ingo, making sure to keep the ball rolling slowly so she could kick. I watched as she kicked it in the air and I ran to catch it as she rounded first base. I let the ball bounce before catching it and running after her. I touch the ball to her back just as she reached third base. "I'm never going to make a home run." she said sadly after the game was done. I looked at her, stopping. "You can do it. You just need to practice and prefect your style. "She looked at me, a glimmer of hope in her purple eyes. "You really think so?" I nodded. "I know so." She smiled and hugged me tightly. "Thank you! I'll practice whenever I have time. " I hugged her back. "You're welcome. You'll be great. I know it." As she and Drako walked away, the dream faded but I didn't want it to. That was one of my last happy memories that wasn't interrupted by scientists that wanted to experiment on me and I didn't want it to end. I blinked and the sunlit street with the retreating figures of my friends was replaced by a cold, dark room with stone walls and a dank smell. I sat up , sighing sadly and I noticed something different about myself. My shoulders and arms felt heavier and stronger. I opened my hands to inspect them and I saw a bulge at the top of my wrist. I frowned and touched it lightly. My eyes widened as a knife blade erupted from my skin, the chains that I had seen before I was knocked out trailing from the handle. I looked at my other hand and the same thing happened, the chains spilling to the floor. Tears began to spill from my eyes and I sat in a corner, fear and sadness the only things I felt. I'm a freak now.I began to think, more tears leaking from my eyes. At that moment, A few men came for me and took me to a room with dummies and scarecrows in it. They taught me how to control the chains and trained me to use them in combat and defense. They kept taking me there for days until I didn't even know what day or time it was. My only focus was pleasing them so I could save my family. And please them I did. They said that I was beyond anything they had ever seen as far as combatants went. Soon, they had me training against live people. Then, I was tired of it. I was sick of being treated like a slave and demanded to see my parents. They told me no and I destroyed some equipment. "Take me to my parents." I said angrily. "No. you haven't done as we asked."

They called for security. I growled and turned to the door as I heard it open and saw men with guns pour out. I let the chains fall from my wrists and the cocked their guns. I charged them and they opened fire on me. I was hit in the chest by bursts of hot lead, but I lashed out with the chains, catching a few of them in the chest with the knife. I ran forward and slashed and whirled the chains just as they taught me to, killing each man and making sure that they didn't die in one piece.