Chapter I: SEEK ME

She woke up at night again, sweating but because it was hot, summer.

"I can't handle this heat!"

-Pause- Let us go back to the beginning...

13 years ago, I woke up one day and couldn't feel a thing in my body, I couldn't move, only my eyes, it was horrible as almost every night it's like this, but that's not even the worse part, the worst is once I start moving I can feel EVERYTHING. My bones cracking, my eyes burning, my ears aching... my nose bleeding.

It was pain like no other; it takes around 20 minutes for it to fade away however my eyes refuse to stop tearing, am I crying? Why can't I stop crying?! Why won't my voice come out? Why won't I scream or shout!? This is what I was thinking every time it happened, but nothing would accept to come out... What's happening to me?

I was 7 when the pain started, at first it just woke me up, nothing too big, then after a month I couldn't move a muscle, a week after that the pain shot right through me. I wish it killed me. Is all I wanted.

I'm 20 now, and no more pain. Nothing. I learned how to fix it, how to supress it even when I slept; I accepted myself for what I am, I of course thought I was the only one with this.

I locked myself in a room when I was 14 for doing something bad, something I enjoyed, I gave someone some of my pain and loved seeing them suffer, my parents discarded me for this, I didn't mind because I never liked them, I was always alone and it was best to just stay away and enjoy my privacy.

However one day I lost control and... and... I could never finish this part.

After I locked myself for 2 years to learn how to control it, once I finally could I left, I was a whole new person, living in a single room with just a bath tub to wash, I had someone I know deliver food to me that would last long, I had books, paper, pencils and pens to entertain myself, it was hard but worth it.

At 16 years old you learn many things from isolation, I had a small radio with me to keep track of all the new things happening, what I heard was awful. Destruction of everything and the people behind it were called "The Reestablishment" and from what I heard I immediately hated them for one purpose only... Books. I collected books as a hobby ever since I was 5, stacks and stacks of books, I took them all with me to this underground room I was in.

To hear that they want to rebuild the world by burning every book in it annoyed me so much I couldn't handle it.

Once I was out I made sure the room was secured, I locked it and placed the key around my neck for safety; the reason why I left after 2 years was exactly when I heard there were Rebels, fighting for the right side, I wanted to be one of them...

I found them after 4 months of searching. I found them, they trained me hard for years, and one thing I was happy to hear is that there were others just. Like. Me.

After spending 2 years with them I met Kenji, he was great and funny, flirted too much and sarcastic, I guess it rubbed off of him onto me. All I do is be sarcastic and make fun of everything. One thing he usually does is sneak in my room when I'm changing.

My journey still hasn't started... The one that include Adam, Juliette and Warner.

This is only the very beginning of my story. Of all our stories...

~To be continued~