Memories
Memories are all she had left.
She had no say when they stripped everything away from her. She had no say when they forcefully TOOK everything away from her. She couldn't even voice her displeasure at what they did to her.
A child….
She was just a child.
She deserved better. Deserves better…..
But she'll never get it. Never. It hurts.
The starry sky was the only form of comfort to her racing thoughts. They helped form straight lines from one thought to another as if they were constellations written by the gods to guide weary travelers on the journies.
The stars were what kept her mind clear as she allowed her body to go limp.
She was Falling. No. Plummeting into the dark, cold ocean below.
But yet she wasn't scared, she wasn't terrified, no for once she felt at peace. Maybe….just maybe this would kill her. Then maybe all of it could go away. The pain, the abuse, the neglect, the suffering. All of it.
The stars that once soothed her mind were quickly engulfed by darkness as she allowed her body to sink.
She wouldn't bother holding her breath….she has nothing to live for after all. Why bother?
It only took seconds for the lights to go out.
It would seem as if life had different plans for her though.
Slender arms wrapped around her and held her close. For a second she thought that maybe this was her guardian angel holding her one last time before finally letting her go. Letting her be happy in another life.
But as her lungs screamed at her…she opened her eyes.
She was met with two piercing blue eyes.
The stars were returning.
This person was helping her to the surface. What the fuck.
The two gasped for air upon resurfacing and immediately she grabbed her savior and slapped them hard across the face.
"What is your problem?!"
She knows that voice.
Blue.
When on missions they had code names. Project Blue and Project Red. She was Red and of course, her savior was Blue.
"Did you ever stop to think that maybe I want to die?"
She glared holes into Blue's eyes but the older girl simply looked at the younger with worry, with concern….the two weren't supposed to show emotion either.
Mother wouldn't be happy if she found out.
"I'm not letting my little sister die because our mother and our lives are fucked up." Blue placed a hand on Red's cheek and tried her best to console her sister.
"I'm gonna get us out of this. I promise. It'll be you and me from here on out….ok?"
Blue's voice quivered with doubt…and fear. It would be impossible to escape. They'd likely die trying. But her eyes spoke of hope.
That hope glimmered like the stars. Tiny…but bright. Burning with a passion that can only be put out by its own choice or by its timely death.
"Promise?"
Blue nodded "I promise"
Blue helped Red swim up to a nearby shore and for a second the two truly thought everything would soon be ok.
They never expected her to be here.
Not in person. Never for missions.
Yet here she is.
Eleanor Bishop stood at the end of the boardwalk staring…..likely disappointed. Obviously disappointed. They failed their mission.
"You two were created for one purpose and one purpose only…..yet you failed"
Her voice stung. Digging deep into the skin like a scalpel during surgery, it was never pleasant. It was never meant to be.
"Tell me Blue….why are you doing this?"
Blue looked up at her mother with rage, Red's eyes danced back and forth between the two.
"Fuck you"
Eleanor responded by pulling out a small tablet and pressed a button.
Pain.
It was the sharpest and most indescribable pain Red has ever felt. She's been scratched, bitten, stabbed, shot and nearly died from explosions but yet….nothing compared to this.
Why couldn't she breathe?
What was happening?
She reached out for Blue as everything started to drown out, the world was starting to go dark.
She never did find out what happened that night.
Why when she woke up Blue was gone.
She promised.
Didn't she?
Author's Note
I already know the basic storyline that I want to do for this. So it's not a matter of "I don't know what the story is, so I got no clue what to do next" and more of a "how do I write the in-betweens" that I'm figuring out. But I'm figuring that out as I go. I'm not a full-time writer or author so you'll get what you get in terms of my shit grammar, punctuation, and writing format. It's all I got.