"Hey, Sel, I've got an idea."
Three years passed in the foster home, getting to know John better. He had opened up more, even nicknaming me. While he didn't talk to the other kids-they were probably still scared- he was always hanging out with me. Well, "hanging out" is a poor choice of words since the only place we could "hang out" was the small courtyard. This time of year, autumn, made it look peaceful; its one only tree swaying brown leaves that fell to the bench below that John and I had claimed.
"What are you up to now, J?
"We're breaking out."
The words came out as a whisper, but startled me anyway. We had lived here the majority of our lives; we needed three more years to leave and go about our lives. I still hated the place, sure, but John made it feel...homey. If it wasn't for the serious look on his face, I'd have thought he was joking, but my gut said otherwise.
"What do you mean 'breaking out'? Even if we tried, how would we pull it off? There's cameras in every exit as well as guards."
"You worry too much, Sel. Look." He shifted in his seat and started poking his arm, revealing an omni-tool. I gasped at the sight of it. While my parents were scientists and had omni-tools, I had never seen one so close, nor had I discovered where I was at the time.
Where did you get that?!"
"A guard. He fell asleep on duty and I decided to...'borrow' this for a while. With this, we can hack the cameras and cause a disturbance to distract the guards." He said with an enthusiasm I had never seen in him before. I knew that his one and only wish was to leave this damned place, but I never thought he'd go as far as to escape. "What do you think, Sel? You in?"
I was dumbstruck. I had no clue what to say. I didn't want to face the consequences should this go to hell, but deep down I was thrilled at the idea. We wouldn't have anywhere to go, but we would find someway to get by.
"Alright." I nodded. "When do we do this?"
"Tonight. Everything's set. First, I'll hack the fire alarms, that'll distract the guards. Then, the cameras. The guards will no doubt go inside due to the 'fire'," making quotation marks with his hands as he said fire, " When that happens, I'll be able to hack the cameras, leaving no evidence that we left."
Damn. He had everything plotted out. It was a long shot, but it was worth it.
"Its a helluva long shot, but its a good one. But what if something happens? Like one of the guards spotting us?"
"Then we go to plan B."
"And that would be...?"
"We run like hell."
Not the answer I was looking forward to.
"That doesn't sound appealing, J."
"Then lets hope things turn out the way we planned." he said with a smirk.
I wait an hour in the dormitory after everyone is asleep. It seemed like eternity watching every minute pass by. Finally, when the clock read 12:00 a.m., I slowly crawled out of my bed and stealthily made my way to the door. I glanced back just to get one last view of the dark room. Bunk after bunk was lined in rows, mine being in the corner. White, plain, walls surrounded us. Wow. This was like a prison. Thanks to John, though, I would finally bail. I clutch my bag tightly and exit.
At the courtyard, I found John hiding near the tree. Looking around to see if anyone was about, I head over there as quickly and quietly as possible.
"There you are. Alright, from here, I can hack the fire system and-"
"Yeah, yeah, you've already said that a billion times. Just do it already!" I said, anxiety filling my system. The more time I spent here, I realized, the more I would go crazy.
"Someone's eager to leave. Alright, then. Here goes nothing."
He activated his omni-tool and began poking buttons that who-knows-what did. How he knew this thing worked, I had no idea. School never thought us, believe it or not. Suddenly, the screeching sound of the fire alarm started, making the guards that were at the door run inside to the dormitories.
"Next: Cameras." And with that he clicked something else on his omni-tool. This time it took longer since hacking security was probably more sophisticated. I, for one, had no idea what he was doing or how. After his OT turned green for a few seconds along with a beep, he said, "Alrighty. We're good to go. Come on, quickly."
We slowly headed for the courtyard exit, bags in hand. Everything seemed quiet, save for the blaring fire alarm coming from the inside. Just as we stepped past the exit, we heard a shout. "Hey! Where are you two going?" it was a guard. Frankly, for a foster home, the guards always had at least light armor and a light weapon hoisted to their waist. Why I had no idea. This particular guard, however, began running towards us, and another one quickly took notice and followed his lead.
"Time for plan B! Run!" John yelled at me. Without a second thought, we dashed towards the street, the guards hot on our heels. We ran past people, shoving them aside. On the first corner we found, we made a sharp turn to the left. I glanced back, and sure enough, the guard was still coming at us. We made another sharp turn into an alley.
"Shit! It's a dead end!"
"You two! Come with us! The director will know how to deal with your behavior." One of the guards said.
"Like hell I'm going back into that hell hole! You'll have to drag me back dead!" John spat. In response, the guards pointed their respective guns at us.
"We won't say it again. Surrender."
"Why are you treating us like some criminals?" I asked, trying to avoid the fact that a gun is being pointed at me.
"That place isn't a normal foster home. All of you are cannon-fodder, tools to be used in some lab. Last chance. Surrender." The realization suddenly hit me when the guard confessed what that place was.
"You-You're Cerberus, aren't you?" I managed.
"You know too much, kid." With that he lowered his gun and shot me in my leg, darkness claiming my vision.
AN: OH, snap! What shall happen next? Frankly, I've no idea. XD I just write away, letting my imagination roam free. I do have a sort of plan, but how i execute said plan is a mystery even to me. Thanks for the reviews and follows, seeing them is what makes keep going! Stay tuned!