Half Open...
She ran, ran as fast as her nimble legs could take her. Always adventurous, the young female had an insatiable appetite to see the world, experience every blissful moment and explore every corner that she could. Today was bright, sunny, with perfectly gentle breezes brushing over her tan skin and rippling through her thin clothes. She skipped and hopped over the natural placement of logs and odd twigs and plants. Overtop, you could barely see the sky through the thickness of the trees and their extending branches. But she was lucky; rarely did you ever find in her country a small, special forest like this one. She lived in the outskirts of a hilly, almost mountainous range.
The young girl was no older than a teenager, around her 16th year. She was of native decent, clearly evident through her rich skin color. Her hair was a honey blonde hue, curly textured and was long enough to reach a bit past her waist. Her eyes were the most enchanting feature. They were almond shaped, light brown in color, with a hint of orange in them. No higher than 5'1", she was petite on the outside, but was so full of life on the inside. She loved running barefoot; to feel the earth beneath her was calming and enjoyable to no end.
The rambunctious youth stood to gather her surroundings. She spotted a low branch on a tree that was perfect for climbing. She latched her foot in a crack in the bark, and gave a little push upwards to grab the lowest tree limb. She pulled herself on top of the branch slowly, and stood up. The girl couldn't see too much, so she went up one more branch. From that height, it was possible to view the vast, hilly area. Unfortunately for her, she couldn't see her house. It was on the other side of the hills in a small village.
Residing at her home was her widowed mother and baby brother. Her father had died as a result of a freak accident, or so she was told. She wasn't normally allowed out later in the day, so she would have to return home soon to avoid getting into trouble. The young beauty looked around some more, meandering her vision through the thick branches.
Within the distance she spotted a small structure amongst the trees. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, she then proceeded to go further and climb down off the tree. Once on the ground, she edged a bit further, noticing that this building donned no windows, and appeared to be completely door-less as well. However, there was a random waterspout protruding from one of its sides. Assuming no one was around, she decided to take the liberty into using it to clean her arms and legs off. They had gotten a bit dirty from her excavates in the mini-forest that afternoon. She wasn't positive the water was drinkable, which stifled her desire to take a sip. She turned the nozzle and began to rinse off her feet and legs first, then rubbed her arms clean and splashed a bit onto her face. The sun had already begun to set in the sky, painting red, orange, and pink smooth strokes onto its canvas.
Little did the female know, she wasn't the only one in the area.
Hidden within the building was an aged scientist, anger and vengeance being the only thing that kept him inventing. He was in the middle of programming his latest maniacal creation when his motion censors detected a presence outside of the lab. He took his hands off of the keyboard and looked up at the monitor only to see a teenager clad in denim shorts and a tank top meddling with his water faucet. Her face was down, her hair covering her shoulders and curly wisps dangled around her face. He moved closer to the screen while she took a peak around her shoulder, finally allowing the doctor to catch a slight glimpse of her visage. She began to regain her stance and was about ready to leave when he had a thought... 'She might be of use to me...'
He pushed one of the controls to open the hidden wall door out on the other side of the tiny building. The interruption caused the girl to jump, and she peeked around the corner to see what caused the strange noise. And there it was: an opening, appearing out of nowhere on the steel walls. Cautiously, she moved to the front of the door and stood in a weary state. Inside, there was only darkness; no evidence of light had crept out from it.
"Her curiosity will get the best of her," he mumbled to himself as he walked up the stairs with quiet footsteps. He quickened his pace and leapt, using a wall in the staircase to propel him into the misty air. She stumbled back when she heard a pang, but saw nothing. His movement was precise, quick, so fast so; the teenager hadn't even been able to detect it. He hovered down behind her with his hands behind his back and a scowl written on his face. She soon noticed the faint shadow of another person in front of her. Before she had chance to react or even turn her head, she was out cold.
"Humans... what a pitiful race," he said aloud as he eyed her body sprawled out onto the ground in front of him. His feet gently touched upon the ground and he stretched his arms out of their previous position. With ease, the limp girl was slung over his shoulder. The deranged scientist then proceeded to set foot back into his dark laboratory entrance, the door closing behind him as he did so.
Okay, so this is my first chapter. I have not revealed any names as to whose who, however, I'm sure you're all guessing like crazy. Remember, reviews more chapters! -- Jess.