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Sorry i couldn't update yesterday i was pooped out from school and stuff
Here it is, my longest chapter yet. Well there are only three of them.
Disclaimer: The whole point of Fanfiction is for normal people to make up stories with authors characters. Stress on normal people. So i can't be James Patterson or own his books. Sadly.
A World of Mutants
Chapter 3
Fang's POV
I'm not awake. That's all I'm certain of. Everything around me feels fake. It feels as though I'm floating between the real world and the dream world. Like I'm in some sort of limbo. A place where no-one can ever find me.
Images flash across my face too fast for me to make sense of them. It's like one of those old film reels with pictures moving together to create a series of moving sequences. There are thousands of them, each showing something different.
I'm confused and disorientated. The flashing images are too much for my head to handle. I feel them overwhelming me. Everything just gets brighter and noisier until my brain is about to explode. I thrash around, trying to get out of this hell.
Desperately, I open my eyes. I'm still in limbo, but it's like I'm having a vision of the past. Or more precisely, my past.
I see my parents in the hospital with a bundle in their arms and a tiny black haired child crowding over them. It takes me a second to realise that the black haired child is me, and the bundle is Angel. The moment is frozen, and for that short time, we looked like a proper family. Then things start moving again.
It's as though I'm there, standing on the edge of the vision, only allowed to observe, not to act. There's nothing I can do just yet anyway.
In the next scene, time seemed to have sped up two years. I see me, who looked about ten, and Angel, who looked about two, on the sofa sleeping, as though we had been waiting up for someone. Our parents were watching us. My mother was crying.
With a jolt, I realise that was the day they didn't come back. I remember sitting Angel and myself on the sofa, trying to calm her by watching the TV, and we had fallen asleep. Our parents hadn't got back yet. Now I know that they never would. Not forever anyway.
The scene kept moving. I see my father consoling my mother, his face hard, then waving other people forwards into the room. I see them come and slip needles in our arms, and we're out for good. They pick us up and carry us outside into the same black trucks that took us away after I punched that guy.
Suddenly, everything starts spinning again in fast-forward. It's all blurring into one again. I must be losing my mind.
But just at the very end, just as I'm about to resurface, I see a vision that I'm sure will be burned into my mind forever.
Scientists are wielding all sorts of needles and various types of hospital equipment. It's horrible. Everything is too white, too clean. I hate it. They're all excited about something. One of them looks up, as though he can see me. His eyes were full of sadness. It stood out from the eyes of the other ecstatic scientists.
They're all crowding around something. I finally see me and Angel through a gap, lying on our stomachs, asleep on drugs. We were obviously being experimented on.
But even worse than that, I can make out small slits in our backs. And I can see wings protruding out of them.
It's too surprising for me to register it, and my mind jerks away from.
And that's when I wake up to cold water being splashed into my face.
And that was two hours ago. I'm now in a cage. Yes, a cage. I officially hate cages. A cage by itself is bad enough, but when it's three sizes too small it's downright abominable.
When I had woken up, I wasn't in a cage. I was by myself, in a pristine white room. Angel was no-where to be seen. It made me nervous. There was one single door, and no windows. It was a prison.
And where was Angel? What were they doing with her?
I had to admit, my dream was bugging me too. What had it meant? I checked my back. I didn't have any wings. Did I? And I didn't remember any of it. None of it. Nada. I didn't remember any scientists, and every time I tried to remember I came up blank. Nothing was different when I woke up that day. Nothing was sore. I hadn't felt ill or anything. Angel was the same. I hadn't seen anything different in her either.
But before I had any more time to think about it, someone entered the room. It's a scientist. The one with sad eyes in my dream.
"Hello. I am Jeb Batchelder. And you are Fang. I have a proposal for you." He had stated matter-of-factly. He was quite tall, with dark hair and a face that was handsome, but ugly at the same time. He was wearing a white coat with a stern expression on his face.
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?"
I know, I know, you always hear it in movies, it's been repeated soo many times, but I didn't know what else to say. It was either that or 'Take me to your leader'. Yep. My mind comes up with the best lines ever just when I need them.
Jeb didn't even blink an eye, and carried on as though I hadn't said anything.
"I know more about you than you do yourself. And we want you to bring this girl back here." He handed me a picture. There was a girl with blonde hair and pink highlights, with strangely captivating brown eyes and a warm smile. She looked about my age.
"Why do you want her? And why do you need me to bring her here? Why don't you just kidnap her like you did to me?" I asked furiously. I didn't owe him anything. They were the ones that owed me. They were the ones that kidnapped me.
"That information does not concern you. All you need to do is bring her back. You don't need to worry yourself about anything else. Just bring her here and no-one will get hurt." He was pleading with me. I could see in his eyes that he honestly didn't want people to get hurt. But I couldn't listen to him. I was too worked up.
"I'll never do anything for you. Just let me and Angel go. We didn't do anything. Let us go!" I snarled at him. He blinked at me, then waved his hand forward. The door opened and in came two hulking men dragging something behind them. They dumped it on the floor and it started to whimper.
With a start, I realized it was Angel. Before I could even move a muscle, one of the men had me pinned to the floor. I couldn't breathe, but I started shouting for her anyway.
Man, I seriously need to work on my fighting skills.
The other man pulled Angel up onto her feet. I felt red hatred course through my body when he actually pick her up by her hair. It must have hurt a lot.
"Fang….." she whispered. I felt myself break as she uttered my name and made contact with my desperate eyes. She still trusted me to get us out of here. Her lank hair was matted with blood and sweat.
The man who pulled her up took a knife out of his pocket and started to cut a trail up her arm. Her face scrunched up, eyes closed, trying not to scream.
Pure fury ripped through my body. It clouded my head. I couldn't think straight. All I could see was that despicable man, cutting a line onto my innocent sister for no other reason than me not co-operating with them. I tried to get out from under the man, but he was heavier than me by about 100 pounds. I screamed out Angel's name, thrashing everywhere, hoping that I could get the man off me. I had no such luck, of course. Then, when I thought I had finally gotten free, he brought my hands behind my back and started to drag me out the door and into this godforsaken cage that I'm still in now.
Jeb came up to my cage. "If you co-operate, we will let both of you go. If you don't, then I'm afraid we will have a very fine specimen to experiment on." I was still shouting so I hardly heard was starting to really, really annoy me. But what else could I do except give them what they want?
I had been thinking about it for the past two hours. I had no choice really. It was simple. If I didn't do it, Angel would get more hurt than she already was. If I did, we could both walk free. Guess which one I chose.
So when Jeb came back, I said:
"Yes"
So how was it? I hope it was OK and that you all enjoyed it! Reviews help me to write them *hint hint*
I haven't read it all through, I've only had time to read bits, so if any part is wrong please tell me.