Chapter One

I felt a hand on my shoulder as I sat was crouched down, away from everyone else. I bit my lip, looking up at the stranger, a woman. "Son, do you have any parents?" I opened my mouth to speak but was immediately stopped by an incoming man, obviously her partner. She stood straight up and began to whisper frantically to him. "I have a feeling about him David," she whispered loudly. What did that mean?

The man stooped down to my eye level and looked at me straight in the eye. "Son, do you have any parents?" I clenched my jaw unable to speak. He exhaled a heavy sigh, frustrated. Suddenly I began to shake my head no. I watched his eyebrow twitch, a glimmer of hope struck lightning in his eyes. "Wendy, grab him."

This was the first time in months before I've said anything to anyone. "Whoa whoa, what are you doing?" I questioned, my reflexes quick, allowing myself to be out of their reach. "You can just ask nicely if you want me to go with you. I don't mind." I added in my shoulders shrugging.

"You're an orphan, and I want you to come with us. You're going to help the world in the future, but only if you'll do as we say. You do want to help the world, don't you?" David asked me.

"The world was destroyed, how do you even help it?"

"We're going to find out how to help the world, but you have to help us too, will you come us son?" Wendy demanded, her voice sounding urgent now.

"I will."

"Good, now I'm honestly sorry about this son, but it'll have to do." David warned, instantly cocking his arm back. He was going to swing a punch at me. I took a step back but I knew I was still within his reach.

I instantly woke up, crying out. My head throbbed making the pain shoot down through my body. I clenched my muscles, opening my eyes as doing so. Where am I? Am I dead? No, I can't be dead, I have to help the world, and I have to save it. I need to find someone. I blinked several times to allow the focus back into my eyes, but I realised that I was in pitch black darkness. I raised my hands to my temple, my head still throbbing. I swung my legs over the bed and stood up. "Hey! Anybody out there?" I yelled longing for a reply back.

"Systems are perfectly running, we're ready to run clear. Son, we're going to do some tests on you so don't do anything foolish." A woman's voice pounded the room. The loudness made my ears vibrate with more pain making my head throb even more. "Lights are on a go in 1, 2, and 3."

Lights suddenly turned on all around me, making me completely blind. I crouched down and tucked my head into my chest blocking the light out. Stop it! Please stop it. The lights hurt. Get a minute to get use to them. "Brain waves are completely fine, he's only handling nerve damage in the eyes. Start the sand paper, now in commence of testing his body climax in one minute. Give him a couple of seconds to allow his eyes to focus."

Sand paper. They're going to test my body, how much it can handle. I gradually raised my head to find a massive glass window in front of me. That's where they stood, watching every movement I make. I squinted my eyes as I raised my head even further, now looking around me. I had a bed and a small table in the room with me I noted. Standing straight up, I turned and looked at them in the window.

I was ready.

"Starting in three seconds, 1, 2, and 3. Floor is starting at five miles per hour. His limit as tests say will be five hours."

"Well, we'll see about that when we get the results back. I'll go see about the other two, keep an eye on him."

"Yes ma'm."

Immediately, nothing had happened. I felt no difference at all with my body, nothing. Though, that ended as I looked over to the right to see that the small table was moving. That made me look down at the floor allowing me to realize that the floor was moving, and it was growing faster as the seconds passed. Turning around, I went into a light jog beginning to run. The table was moving, but my bed wasn't I recognized. I finally gathered up the courage to say a comment about something to the people behind the window. "Do the tests really say I'll only last five hours? At what speed do you think is my maximum?" I began, more soon to come.

It took a few seconds for them to answer back. "We've only done a couple of tests on you son, but we'll do more soon." They responded, it was merely a hesitant thought. Five hours is something I knew I could overcome by far. Five hours was the average of all the other people they've tested.

I kept a steady pace, continuing to run in the same spot. Looking at a spot on the wall was boring enough, and it was too quiet. All the noise that I could hear was my breath which was boring as well. Time passed by and I had no idea how much had passed. I looked down at my feet running in place which wore of a good pair of shoes. These people fitted everything for me, and I suddenly realised I had a different set of clothes on. What the hell? Who the hell put clothes on me?

"You're an orphan, right son?"

"I am, yes."

"Can you tell me what all memories you have?"

"I don't have any specific. They're faded memories, sorry." I replied, a grudge against me now.

"Its fine, can you tell me about yourself, son?"

"Hm, well, my name is Thomas."