I would like to thank everyone who took a look at this even if you end up not liking it. This is a Spencer and Ashley tale.

The Start

(What I Am Listening to Metric, Designer Drugs and Geographer)

Ok, I guess this was pretty simple. Waking up in the middle of the woods covered with dirt and leaves and having bugs crawl over me. Great, just another Sunday morning that followed a blackout of a Saturday night. Anyway, back to the simplicity. I need to leave, find civilization and vow to never ever put my drink down at frat party ever again. Well, ok I need to get up. Unfortunately, there is a giant log on both of my legs. I try to get up and instead end up sitting in a very awkward position.

All of my weight goes to my hands and apparently I have cuts all over them. Interestingly enough there was no pain. As I lay there contemplating what it is I need to do it get the fuck out of here, I feel as if there are animals all around me watching me. Around every corner there feels to be a shadow in the light, a sound that should not exist in nature. The sun was still coming up. It must have been hours that I have laid there because my entire body is cramped up.

I stretch my upper body and that's when I hear it. No sound. None, here I was in the middle of the forest and no sound. The fear kicks in. I struggle to move the log. I know my legs aren't broken I need to get out of here right now. The odd silence is suddenly broken with a clash of thumping sounds building in speed. If it wasn't stressed earlier I really, really, really need to fucking get the fuck out of here. The thumping grows faster as it grows louder. Then all of a sudden almost a flash goes off before my face and everything goes black.

Wait, flash does not whip you in the face. I open my eyes and I am met with a head of blonde hair. I am on the back of someone extremely strong running extremely fast. Now I am officially scared.

"Help! Someone help! HELP!" I couldn't say how long I screamed help before the persons back I was on stopped running. The person dropped me on the ground and walked away from me into a cave. Once again I was laying on my back on the forest floor feeling like a dumbass. I tried to stand up and I couldn't. My legs just constantly gave out. "You may just want to stay lying down." The person who I was the back of addressed me.

"Yeah, ok like I'm just going to listen to some psycho running around in the forest." I snarled.

"You may want to listen to this psycho or maybe she'll leave you behind." At this moment I looked at my captor/rescuer's face. She could not have been older than 19, blonde hair that reached to right past her neck; she wore a scar down the left side of her face crossing one of her blue eyes, a smirk that I was determined to smack off. Her outfit was interesting black wife beater tattoo's everywhere and tight black pants she had a holster with guns in them and she of course had the boots.

"…I'm…sorry…I just don't understand what's going on." Ok, Ryan this is not the time to be belligerent or emotional, just stay here on the floor. "But that doesn't mean that if you come any closer to me that I won't hurt you." The girl just looked at me and laughed and walked closer to me. "I'm warning you." Yeah Ryan try to be intimidating why don't you. She grabbed my chin and just looked me in my eyes for what seemed like a minute. Then she rose up and went to the cave she rumbled around and I can hear a lot of noise. "That's what I thought bitch." I whispered that really softly. Of course as soon as that last little syllable was uttered all of the noise stopped. I can honestly say that I could not tell if she ran or walked but all I know is that she got in my face really quickly. Well it was more like her thighs were in my face because I was still sitting but you know minor details.

She kicked me in the chest and I fell right down. Still me being my cocky old self "Is that the best you got?" She then straddled me. OK! Not the way I was planning on fighting. I started to squirm and move around. "Stop! What are you doing?!" She started lift my shirt and I sure as hell was not planning on getting raped by a crazy woman in the middle of the forest.

"Hold the fuck still." She said to me in the calmest, lowest voice I have ever heard. That alone caused me to not move.

Until I saw the needle.

"WOAH! GET OFF OF ME!" She stabbed me right below my belly button and injected me with a bright electric blue liquid. I felt like I was having a giant ice bath go through my veins. I felt my back rise up from the ground and I started to claw away at my shirt. She tried to keep my body on the ground but I was too strong. I bucked and started to scream. My vision turned to a red and everything was going so slow yet I knew I was moving fast if that even makes any sense.

I woke up in complete darkness except of the light from one lantern. There was a sheet on me that was so thin yet so warm. I kept blinking faster than slower then faster until everything started to come into focus. I knew I was in the cave. The cave though was not what I expected. It was built like a home, everything was perfect.

"I was hoping you would wake up today." I looked to the opening of the cave and there she was. "I also hope you are feeling better and will accept my apology, I never had to inject someone before so if I hurt you I am sorry." I was still lying down and she walked closer to me but not close enough for me to make out her features. "There is so much we have to do; your training will take a long time." She walked closer to me. I stood up and tried to walk past her. She pushed me back on the bed. "You're legs are healed and they are much better than they were before, you in general are much more healthy than you used to be." Now that I noticed when I breathed the air just flew into my lungs my movements no matter how little they were felt so smooth.

"What did you do to me?"

"I didn't do it you made that decision a long time ago." Her eyes lowered. I just noticed I was nude but her eyes remained on my stomach. My scar was still there and the area that she injected me in was a vibrant blue tribal shape. What I saw the surprised me though were tattoos. She sat down next to me.

"Where did these come from?"

She sighed but not from annoyance but almost like she was scared to tell me.

"It's your story, your life repainted for you. The past you had is gone wiped away this is the only way you will remember." She shook her head and got up and walked from me her back faced me now. "We don't have time. I can't explain everything to you yet."

"What are you-"

"There are clothes for you by the bed. You're training starts now."

-Thanks for reading-

Melbourne Blassuf