I know you guys are probably ready to kill me right now and I could give you lots of excuses like band practice, school work, and house cleaning, but I know you guys won't want to hear them and would kill me if you heard them. I hate it when other authors do this so I'm just going to start the story now.
Chapter 2
Mia's POV
Flashback
The Erasers grabbed at me from behind. I knew I wouldn't stand a chance, but I still had to try to fight my way out. Then one of them put a black bag over my head. I passed out.
I woke up on a cold metal table. I tried to move, and found that I had been clamped down. As I looked around, I realized that I wasn't the only one in the room, there were at least thirty other mutants in same situation as me. I began to hyperventilate. I didn't know what was going on, and I had a feeling that I didn't want to know.
After sitting for about thirty minutes, fifty whitecoats came in and began to check our vitals and other things like that. As they began their checks they would add notes to the charts on the tables with us. Every so often, they would say that one of us wasn't fit for the experiment. The mutants they were talking about were then rolled out of the room and to somewhere else. By the time they finished, there were maybe ten or fifteen of us.
They began to set up lab equipment next to us. I watched in horror as they filled syringes with a golden liquid. They began to speak to us about what was going to happen during the experiment. "… inject gold liquid… painful … might not survive," the words ran together in my mind.
I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I knew I had to try and get everyone of us out. Even if I had to use my powers-which I had sworn I would never do in front of a whitecoat. They began to role us into separate rooms, and I took my chance while they were distracted.
I turned invisible and used my telekinesis to open up my clamps and the clamps of all of the mutants around me. As one we snapped up and began to fight the whitecoats off.
I opened the window on the other side of the room and got most of us out safely. I then bid the other experiments good bye and began to take off and leave them.
One of the other mutants came up to me. He looked about my age and upon closer inspection he began to look familiar.
"Mia," he said with such an over whelming sense of joy and passion, I immediately recognized him.
"Tyler."
I know it is short, but I'll post the next chapter later today if I can get it finished.
I know it sounds strange, but I only kept writing this story because I didn't want to disappoint you guys. I had decided I didn't have time or inspiration to continue this story, then I read some very inspiring reviews and decided to give it another go.