I decided to split this chapter into two, as I am still struggling to find a good ending. I have about 500 words of part two written and don't expect anything too soon; as I said I am still struggling to find a good ending for this chapter.
I actually had to rewrite some of this since I was really unhappy with what I had prewritten. I'm still not too happy and I'm not sure if it is a lack of inspiration or my doubt in my story. That is why I made a poll. Please vote if you want this story to continue and I'll try. If you can't vote leave a review as I allow off account reviews. Oh and I edited the Italicglitch in chapter 4. Yes I did that on purpose to show you what I mean.
For now please enjoy
First Person P.O.V
Escape. That was the only thing rushing through my mind as I ran down the large halls. I had to escape, I had to get out of there. Unfortunately every hall I ran down had nothing but large hanger doors and rafters. If any of them lead to the outside I wouldn't have known since every door was closed and probably locked. Those that were open just lead to large empty rooms. To even further my bad luck my next turn lead me to a dead end with more closed hangers.
'Well, at least I managed to put a good amount of distance between myself and the others.' I thought as I allowed myself to rest and catch my breath. As I did I began to reflect on what was happening and what I was doing.
Even if I managed to get outside I still had no idea where I was. Or at least I have very little idea where I was. All I knew for sure was what I had been told and I hadn't been told a whole lot. The only things I had been told were that I was still in America, in the state of Nevada and in some kind of secret government base.
'Nevada, huh?' I thought with a sigh and frowned. 'Maybe I should have read that geography book when I had the chance.'
Normally I didn't care about knowing my exact location. The only thing that mattered to me was to continue travelling south. However this time was different. This time I had woken up in a different location that I had fallen asleep in, or in this case fell unconscious. For all I knew I could have been in Nevada the whole time or I could have been a few states over. Even if I had been in Nevada the whole time, though, I still had no idea where in the state I was; that information wasn't told to me.
"Does it even matter? These people will never let me leave." I mumbled to myself and heaved a heavy sigh. It was depressing to think about but I knew for a fact it was true.
I had already figured that it would be hard to leave when I was told that giant evil aliens would probably be looking for me. Giant evil, robotic aliens; or Decepticons as the one robot had called them. From the way the that one robot in the forest tried to kill Rafael and me it wouldn't surprise me if it or another tried to do it again. Even still I would gladly take that risk if it meant I could have my freedom. Besides, how hard could it be to hide from giant robots, especially when I can change to the size of a rabbit?
Suddenly my ears twitched as I could hear someone nearing me and my body tensed. By how heavy, and yet how light, the footsteps were I knew it had to be that agent. I had a feeling it was only a matter of time until he came for me and I knew I shouldn't be scared of him; especially when he could help. He could help bring down the people who mutated me and are still probably doing it to other kids. He could help relocate my family if they are threatened by those people. He could help in more ways than I could imagine and yet it was fear that stopped me from asking for such help.
Slowly but steadily I could hear the man getting closer to my location. I knew it'd only be a matter of seconds until he reached me. Despite this I didn't bother try to look for a escape route. I was at a dead end and the only possible way to escape would be to either out run the agent or go over his head. Unfortunately, even though my breathing had returned to normal, my body was so sore I didn't think I'd be able to make it very far if I tried to move. So I had no other choice but to face the agent and hope for the best.
Third Person P.O.V
Fowler rounded the corner just in time to see the girl transform back into her human form. Finding her hadn't been all that hard. While the base was huge, especially for humans, a lot of the rooms were either empty or closed. The human sized rooms were located on the other side of the base and remained there even after the Autobots moved in. Luckily the girl hadn't run in that direction as finding her would have been a lot more difficult.
"There's nowhere else to run, kid." The agent said as he walked over to the girl, who was now sitting on the ground. She didn't respond and her messy hair covered her face as she hung her head.
"Come on now, you won't get better without help. Why don't we get you back to my base so you can get the help you need?" He suggested, once again trying to reason with her. Unfortunately his attempts were in vain as the girl continued to ignore him and kept her head hung.
Upon realizing that the girl wouldn't listen to reason Fowler knew that he'd have to take drastic measures. Pulling a needle out from his coat pocket the agent removed the cap and took a step closer to the girl. It was the needle from before and it was filled with a liquid that would calm and relax the girl's body; to the point of knocking her out. Fowler felt bad for resorting to this kind of force but he knew the girl needed help; whether she wanted it or not.
"Whoa!" The man suddenly cried out as he jumped backwards to avoid being kicked. The girl had finally raised her head and was giving the agent a cold yet frightened stare.
"Leave me alone. Just… leave me alone." She told him, her voice just above a whisper. Though she tried to sound strong her voice betrayed her by expressing sadness and defeat. With a frown Fowler shook his head and took a step forwards.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. You're sick, kid, and you can eventually die without this help. Whether you like or or not I'm not going to let that happened." The agent declared firmly and took another step forward; this time preparing for another attack. The girl didn't try to kick him this time, though, and instead pulled her knees up to her chest to hug them.
"Why do you even care? You don't even know me." The girl stated coldly, though a clear hint of curiosity could be heard in her tone. Really, why did these people care so much whether she lived or died to the point that they'd use this kind of force?
Fowler stopped moving when he was less than arms-length away from her and sighed. Why did he care so much? Because it was his job to care and he couldn't, in good conscious, just leave her to die. Even though he didn't trust her the facts were she was now involved with the war between the Autobots and the Decepticons. It was also the least he could do for her after she risked her own life to keep Rafael's safe from the Vehicon in the forest.
"I don't need to know someone to care about their safety. It's just another part of my job. Now, why don't we put all this stubbornness behind us and do this the easy way." The agent suggested as he took yet another step closer. Despite his suggestion Fowler didn't put the needle down; as he was still fully prepared to use if the girl tried to run or attack him again.
The teenager frowned and tensed as the man got closer to her. If it wasn't for the fact that her body was really sore she'd lash out at him again. As it turned out, though, that last kick she tried to give him used up a lot of what energy she had left. She doubted she'd even be able to stand up without help at this point. So, with her body too sore to barely move, the girl scooted backwards in attempt to put more distance between her and the agent. As she did this neither she nor Fowler seemed to notice that they were being watched.
Miko, who had finally caught up to the two, was spying on them from around the corner. It had been a while since the girl had seen anything remotely exciting. In fact, although she hadn't said anything out loud, Miko was somewhat jealous after finding out about Raf's encounter with the Decepticon. Despite the danger it had almost been a full month since she's seen a fight between an Autobot and a Decepticon. So when the opportunity to see some action came up, she quickly took it.
"Miko! What do you think you are doing?!" Jack hissed, causing the girl to flinch as he and Raf approached her. With a sharp turn of her head Miko glared at the boys and brought a finger to her lips.
"Shh! You're going to get me caught!" She snapped and turned to look towards the other two down the hall. Luckily it didn't seem like they heard them.
"Miko, we shouldn't be down here. Agent Fowler won't be happy if he finds us." Raf whispered nervously. The Japanese girl, who returned her gaze to her two friends, rolled her eyes and placed a fist on her hip.
"I didn't ask you to follow me. If you're so scared about getting caught then go back to the others; I'm not leaving!" She told them stubbornly and waved her hand down the hall before turning to watch the agent and the girl again. "This is the most exciting thing that has happened in a month!"
The two boys exchanged looks with each other and sighed. They both knew that there was no way Miko would leave until she was satisfied or got bored. It is what put her and usually them in danger whenever she snuck through a ground bridge. Sometimes the boys thought that Miko had a death wish; as she seemed to have no regard for her own safety. The only reason Jack would even follow her was because he felt responsible for his friends. Raf would follow because he would worry for Miko and he didn't want to be left alone.
"Look, kid, this will go a lot easier if you just cooperate. Believe it or not, I don't want to do this." Fowler's firm voice came from around the corner. The two boys glanced at each other again before they gave in to their curiosity and joined Miko.
The three kids watched as the agent stood over the girl. Although his back was facing them they could see the needle from before in his hand. The girl was pushed against the wall and held her legs against her chest, looking distressed. Since the three kids had a better view of her they could see the distress on her face. Or at least Raf and Jack could; Miko was too forced on the action of the situation to actually notice how upset the girl really was.
Raf was frowning as he watched his rescuer. Even from where he stood he could see the fear flash though her eyes. It almost confused him that she was scared now but seemed so fearless back in the forest. She didn't even make a response to what Fowler said and if she did neither he nor the others heard it. Although, he wasn't called a genius for nothing and it didn't take him long to figure out why she was so scared.
Back with the two down the hall Fowler waited to see what the girl would do. However, when she continued to remain silent he let out an agitated sigh. In all honestly he could tell that the girl was scared; it was a look he saw more often than he wanted to admit. He could also deal with stubbornness… well, more or less; it really depended on the situation. Yet this girl was really starting to test his patience and it was making it hard to feel sorry for her.
First Person P.O.V
"Don't tell me I didn't warn you. Just sit still and it will be over in a moment." The agent told me with a clear hint of irritation in his tone. I continued to stay silent and watched as he stepped even closer to me, but slowly; as if he was still afraid I'd try to kick him again.
Fortunately for him my body hurt too much to even move let alone try to kick him again. I had even grown tired of speaking and I hated it. I hated how defenceless and weak I felt. It reminded me of when I was back in the facility, struggling and begging to be let go. I still don't even understand why he cared so much about my health. I might be sick, and a lot sicker than I first thought, but it wasn't like I was dying… was I?
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed that the agent was suddenly kneeling in front of me. If it wasn't for the fact that my back was already pressed against the wall I would have mustered the strength jerk backwards. Unfortunately all I could do was watch as the needle got closer to my arm and shiver in fright.
"A-choo!"
The noise was so sudden and unexpected that I flinched. It was unmistakably a sneeze but I knew for a fact that the agent hadn't been the one to do it. In fact it seemed as though he hasn't even noticed as he crept even closer to me. Although, when I took my eyes off the agent for just a moment to look down the hall I saw nothing. No one was standing there but then where did the sneeze come from? I know I wasn't hearing things; I wasn't nearly that tired. I wonder if...
"Ah!" I shouted in pain when I felt a sharp prick enter the skin of my left arm. It was followed by a rush of something cold entering my blood stream but I didn't get a chance to further react as the needle was then quickly removed.
I mentally cursed myself as I grabbed my pricked arm and glared up at the agent, who stood back up. It was stupid that I allowed myself to get distracted now of all times. I might have had no chance of escape anyway but to prick me when I wasn't looking? That was low. Now I had been injected with who knew what that will likely knock me out and I'll be taken who knows where. I had been told earlier that it would be some kind of base but I still had no idea what kind of base it was or if that was even true.
"I'm sorry, but this is for your own good. You'll thank me when you're better." I heard the man say but his voice was distant; as if he was standing down the hall rather than right in front of me. My vision was becoming blurry and my head was spinning. The last thing I saw before completely blacking out was the agent standing over me with a frown on his face.
rewritten but not re-edited (though I thought I did) I'll come back to edit things if I find something needing editing
