So, like most of my stories, this one is going to have a strong start. Then I'll kinda not know what to do...
And I'm adding a new character! You'll see him/her later this chapter. And as I was working on this chapter, my internet went out and all of my work was lost, so please bear with me. I know this chapter sucks.
At some point I had apparently fallen asleep. One minute, I was listening to everyone talking, the next Blue was untying the twine rope. She worked on the knots, grumbling to herself. Then I heard her mutter something about a knife, and felt Blue hacking away at the rope with a knife.
"Why are you taking the ropes off?" I asked Blue. She ignored me until the ropes fell to the ground.
"Wess told me to," Blue said. "Don't think that I'm doing this out of the goodness of my heart. I lost that years ago." She spat the word "that" like it was bitter. It made me wonder how long the war here had been going on. I mean, it was obvious that it had been quite a few years, but other than that, nothing.
Blue tightened the shackle around my ankle and added another lock, shoving the keys in her pocket. She used her foot to brush any rocks and pieces of metal away from me before walking off.
"Thanks," I said quietly. Blue looked back for a moment, several different emotions pooling in her bright blue eyes before she turned and walked off.
"C'mon Zander," Talon said, shaking me awake. I had been dreaming that I was back with Ryan and Jess, only Blue was there as well. It was comforting, probably because the two people who I knew best were in the dream.
"So the muscle man's awake," Wess said happily, opening his arms. "Good, because I'm bringing in a new recruit." He looked around the room, his eyes falling on Blue. "Blue, you're watching Zander. Talon and Zak, you're with me."
"M'kay," Blue said dismissively, glancing over at me. Talon, who was already out in the main room, picked up a large hunting knife off one of the tables as Zak walked in. Zak was wearing work pants and a blue-gray shirt, and had a small gun (my gun) in the tool loop of his pants. Blue walked over to Talon, taking the knife from him.
"Blue-!" Talon whined, reaching for the knife. He only came up to Blue's shoulders, so Blue simply held the weapon above her head. "C'mon, give it back!"
"Tal, you need to be careful with this," Blue said sternly, looking down at her brother. "This used to be dad's." Talon's face fell a little.
"Yea, I know," Talon said. "I'll be careful." Blue smiled a little, ruffling her brother's hair with her free hand and holding out the knife, expertly grasping the spine, with her other.
"Good. Stay safe," Blue said. Talon nodded shortly, taking the weapon and heading off with Wess and Zak.
"Make sure you feed Zander," Wess said with a smirk. "We can't have him getting too thin, now can we?"
"Of course, Wess," Blue said. I was shocked by her sickly-sweet tone. She didn't seem like the kind of person who would be "nice."
"We'll be back," Wess said, leading the two boys out of the building. As soon as they left, Blue dug through one of the chests in the back of the room. She pulled out a large, cannonball-like object that had a loop on the end. Blue couldn't lift it and rolled it over to where I was, and attached it to the chain that was around my ankle, freeing me from the floor.
"If you try anything," Blue started, "you're getting a knife in your side. Got it?"
"Y-Yeah," I said nervously, getting up. I took a step, falling to the floor as I tried to move my chained leg. I lifted the weight, cradling it in my arms. Yeah, living on the streets really builds muscle mass, especially when you have to struggle with other assholes. "So, Wess told me that you're gonna feed me?"
"Yeah," Blue said. "I'll get you an apple or a sandwich or something." She went off down one of the hallways, leaving me alone, holding that weight awkwardly. I moved towards one of the plastic chairs in the room, one of the cheap ones you could get at a Wal-mart. I sunk into the chair, dropping the weight onto the floor with a dull "thunk," leaving an indent on the floor.
Blue returned a couple minutes later, handing me a sandwich. I ate it, I hadn't eaten for the past few days, and it was gone in only a few bites. Blue looked at me with a raised eyebrow, and I mirrored her look.
"What?"
"Nothing," Blue said, shaking her head. "Do you want something to drink?"
"Please," I said quickly, and Blue got up, returning moments later with a bottle of water and a dixie cup. She filled it, passing the cup to me, which I greedily gulped down.
"Easy, muscles," Blue said with a chuckle. "Don't drink too fast, you'll puke."
"No I won't," I said, reaching for the water bottle again. Blue picked it up, placing it in her lap.
"No more water for you," she said with authority. I groaned, handing her the cup, which she crumpled up.
"Fine..."
It had been about six hours when Wess, Zak and Talon finally came back. Wess was holding a limp figure, a young girl. He placed her on one of the chairs. She had thick twine rope tied around her wrists and a bloody gash below her right eye. Her long brown hair was covering her left eye. She seemed to be younger then me, maybe around Blue's age.
"Who's she?" Blue asked.
"This, dear Blue, is Jax," Wess said. "Our newest... recruit." Looking at Jax, I saw that she had a stab wound in the back of her left shoulder. She didn't seem to be breathing much either.
"Is she okay?" I asked, testing my luck.
"Of course she is!" Wess snapped. I looked at Jax, and she moved her right hand slightly. "Don't question me!"
"Sorry, Wess," I said, shifting in the plastic chair. His face softened, and he smiled.
"Good," Wess said. "Zak, bring Zander to a room. I'm not having him sleep out here again, I don't want him getting killed if some psycho decides to try his luck here." Zak nodded at his brother before walking over to me. I lifted the weight off the floor with a groan, following Zak down one of hallways. He led me into a small room that had a bed, bookshelf and small window.
"This place looks like a prison cell," I said, sitting down on the bed. Zak quickly backed out of the room.
"That's because it is," Zak said, closing the door. I jumped up, rushing over to the door but falling over. Stupid weight. I heard the sound of a heavy-duty lock, and a feeling of dread settled in my stomach. I was locked in. It made me wonder how many other people were locked in rooms like mine, and dragged myself over to the window. The world outside was dark and gray, destroyed. With a pained sigh, I grabbed the first book I found off of the bookshelf.
"I hate it here..."
So the second chapter is up now! I'm working on a non-fandom version on Wattpad, and should have that up on there soon.
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