Selena woke up, after a cold night. The way she had been for four years now. She was twenty-five years old now. The Baron had put her in jail because he believes she had special abilities and could be of use to the war. He tried to make a weapon out of her by exposing her to a deadly amount of red and dark eco. Selena felt like shit. Her skin felt cold. She threw up every night making her lose a deadly amount of weight. She used to weigh 130 pounds now at a dangerous 90. She tried her best to eat, but she felt she was going to die. She cried every night. She missed Torn, she missed her mother, but most of all she missed her little brother, Blade. She didn't like to sleep much either, for her dreams were consumed with fearful nightmares. Then he showed up. The man that had raped her four years ago. No, not a man. A pathetic shell of a man, not even worthy enough to call a boy. His name was Calvin.
"C'mon freak. Erol wants to see you." Calvin beckoned, his tone sounded as if he had been disturbed. Then that name popped into her head, Erol. Where did she hear that before? Then she remembered the races. The man she had seen at the races. Calvin grabbed Selena by the arm and dragged her out, her body limp.
They approached a room that was small and dark. There was Erol who awaited at the front. Calvin pushed Selena into the room and shut the door on his way out, leaving Erol and her alone.
"So, you're project darkfire?" Erol scoffed. Selena couldn't speak, just nodded. "Well, before I train you to kill metal heads you're going to need to put on some weight."
"Erol..." Selena's voice trailed.
"Yes?"
"Do you...do you remember me...At all...?" Selena looked as if she were about to cry.
"I've never met you!" He said, baffled.
"Th-the races. The Class III race tryouts...from four years ago...?" She reminded, hopeless. Erol stroked his chin thoughtfully, then it hit him.
"Wait a minute...Selena? Blackheart? Selena Blackheart?" He asked with incredulity. Selena nodded, a tear forming in her left eye. She quickly wiped it away. "Wh-what happened to you? For God sakes it looks like you haven't eaten in a millennia."
"I-I don't know what the fuck happened," She explained weakly. "I was going home and then I ended up here to be raped, tortured, experimented on, and torn apart again and again." Erol sighed and shook his head.
"This is your home now and the sooner you get that through your head, the sooner you will live better," Erol straightened up. "Now with all the red eco and dark eco I assume you should be a formidable foe to the metal heads. I am suppose to show you the reigns on your assignment, but first you need to gain at least twenty pounds."
"Food." Was all that Selena could mutter.
"You will be staying with me at my home so I can watch you and train you." Erol cautioned. "It's not going to be all fun and games though, you know." Selena jumped up and hugged him.
"Oh thank you! I have always wanted to be in a real home!" Selena gladly embraced him. He felt uncomfortable about this and pushed her off.
"Rule number one, personal spaces." Erol grumpily declared.
"Oh yeah, right. So do I get to see my mother?"
"No family contact. The Baron already told her that you were found dead outside the city walls. When your assignment is over, then feel free to do as you please." Erol said. Selena started to cry. "Oh and , rule number two..."
"Right, right... No crying." Selena guessed, reluctant.
"C'mon Andrea. Live. For you. For me." Torn pleaded as the battlefield grew heated. She had a gash in her stomach from a metal head.
"No can do, commander." Andrea coughed. After these past four years Torn and Andrea had grown a special bond and relationship. He loved her. After hearing about his sister's death, Andrea had comforted him the best she could.
"No I need you." Torn held her, a tear rolling down his face. She reached up and kissed him, deeply and passionately for about a minute.
"Torn I need you to heed my advice...Don't take orders all your life...make your own decisions...not have them made for you...life is corrupt. One day you'll understand...ok...? I love you Torn, you're so sweet...so...so" She died. Torn sat in agony for a while until he realized he was in the middle of a war.
"I love you too." He kissed his fingers to her lips, then he carried her. "Come on! Fall back!" Torn yelled. The metal heads were to powerful now. They all jumped in the Hellcat and flew to the palace.
"Okay...so this is where you'll be staying." Erol opened a door revealing a guest bedroom. Neatly cleaned, bed made, full bathroom. "There is a wardrobe of new clothes for you, so you know..."
"I get it. I am going to take a shower." Selena replied. She went into the bathroom and locked the door. She turned the shower on warm and jumped in, clothes and all. She felt so liberated, like anything was possible. She got out of the shower, nothing but a towel on and her hair dripping making the carpet damp. She went to the closet and seen there was a wide variety of nice clothes to pick from. She put on a long, silky blue dress to sleep in. She walked into the kitchen, the smell of dinner in the air. She noticed a place at the table was set for her. Yakow burgers. She was so hungry that when she first seen the burger she practically inhaled it.
"Somebody's hungry." Erol observed.
"The food they serve in the prison makes me yak." She faked a gag sound.
"Yeah, most of the prisoners deserve the crappy food." Erol mumbled.
"Well I'll see you in the morning. I'm beat. 'Night!" She ran into the bedroom. The bed was soft, comfy, and warm as she snuggled into the blanket for once her sleep was dreamless.