The year is 2043, and our world is a nightmare. My and my sister, were made homeless and our parents were shot by a group called the Templars, they run this world now, and those who do not choose to follow them are left for dead or fall at their own hands. My sister and I, we live in an underground wharehouse with others, other people like us, who want to fight agenst, but we'd all die. That was when my sister and I were offerd to go back in time, this lady, Angie, apparently our mother knew her. We had to go back in time to the Renassice time in Italy, to undo what happend, to make sure the Templars don't take over the world.
"Come on, Lucy, we have to get back as soon as we can." I said, sticking to the wall and looking up at the sky, trying to make sure no one saw them.
"Chill, Tess, seriously, it won't harm us to be outside for a minute or two.." Her voice slipped off as she picked anothe daisey and added it to the chain.
"You can add them on when we get back!" I said, grabbing her hand and pulling her up, running into the underground passage and through many diffrent tunnels. I couldn't help but have the feeling someone was chasing after us when we ran through here, I guess it was just my imageneation running wild. We reached a metal door and I knocked on it, then said my name before it opened, a stateled looking Angie stood there.
"I thought we'd lost you!" She said, worring and hugging us both tightly. "Where would I find perfect test subjects?" I rolled my eyes at this comment.
"Okay-okay, we're fine, safe and thats all that matters. Let us have some rest and then you can experement to your hearts content." I said, leading Lucy in as the door quickly shut behind us.
I never once let go of her hand untill we were both safe in out room, I was lying on the sofa, and Lucy was sprallwed out on the bed. I watched her sleeping, and it was cute, she allways looked so inocent and vunrable, and I swore I'd protect her no matter what.
I soon fell asleep, the sound of the ceiling fan wafting through my ears, creating a rythem for my imagenation to string along. It started off as if I was blowing somthing, dandilion seeds, those weeds. Each individual seed flew off in a diffrent direction, and no matter each way it went, somehow it kept clumping back together. Some weird dreams I had. Then I was stood ontop of some cliff, stairing into a big, fat, nothing, Nothing was there. It was as if my imageneation had stopped working, like the puzzle peices were all outa whak. It was just blanck, but next to me appeared a paintbrush. I picked it up and drew along the white nothing, drawinf scribbles and random pictures that riminded me of my childhood and family. My now broken family.
I woke up to the sound of Lucy crying, it was dark in the room, so I had to fumble about untill I found the bed and climbed up onto it, getting under the covers with her, holding her close and stroking her hair. She maybe 14, but ever since mum deid she's never realy grown up. I herd a few sniffles before her breathing softened and regained a steady pace. I snuggeled into the back of her head, smelling her conditioner, before I too fell asleep again.
I'm not sure if I'll continue it though.. it's just an random idea, but if I get enough positive veiws or likes and stuff, I'll concider continueing it. ^.^