Hey guys! RebekahJoyce here I adopted this story from my friend Ella Martinez. So here is my first chapter and I hope y'all like it.

*Ciel POV*

"Ugh. It's too early." The sunlight filtered through my eyelids as I desperately tried to stay asleep. I attempted to rub my eyes but my hand wasn't moving. I felt the cool metal of handcuffs around my wrists and alarm bells started shrilling in my head. My synopses were still groggy from sleep. Okay Ciel, think. How did you get here? Fuzzy images and faint sounds flowed into my mind; a girl screaming, a boy plummeting out of a tree, the sharp pain of a needle. All of it came to me as I surveyed my surroundings. I was.. in the back of a truck, maybe? No doubt belonging to the people who took us. Wait, us? Who's.. Iggy! Where's Iggy? As if answering my frantic thoughts a guttural groan come from somewhere behind me. I tried to swivel my body in the direction of the sound to view my birdy buddy but my bindings wouldn't allow it. I settled for closing my eyes. Knowing that my eyes were open but still only seeing complete darkness was a bit unnerving.

"Ciel? Shit, I'm sore everywhere." Iggy's voice pierced the darkness. I had to think of a way out. No way in hell was I letting them get their filthy hands on Iggy.

"I know Iggy, I am too. They must have been pretty rough with our unconscious bodies huh?" My not-so-funny joke was let hanging in the air. Iggy groaned again as I heard the rustling of chains. He cursed under his breath as I heard him give his best shot to break free. It didn't work.

"No use in trying to get out of these suckers. They're made specifically for creatures like us. Virtually indestructible." I announced with a little too much attitude.

"We aren't creatures, Ciel. What crawled up your ass and died?"

"Well then why the fuck do they treat us like them huh? We may as well accept the fact that we aren't exactly human!" Screaming at him was never the plan. But I was sick and tired of being chained and tossed around and I had to take it out on someone. Unfortunate Iggy happened to be the only animate thing around.

"So now you're going to take it out on me huh, your anger? That makes you no better than the Whitecoats!" His last sentence hung in the air, sort of like a death threat. The accusation that I was just like the monsters that ruined my life pressed the air right out of my lungs. Iggy was right. That didn't make me any better than the Whitecoats.

"God, I'm sorry, Iggy. I'm just so sick of being treated like one," I mumbled through the tension, "that still gave me no right to take it out on you."

"It's cool. Let's just think of a plan before this truck—" He was cut off by the truck's trunk door opened and two Reapers reaching in a grabbing us.

"Get your grubby," The one holding me punched me in the gut, "off me." I coughed out those last two words. Jeez I hate Reapers. I had only run into them once before and I barely managed to get free. Usually I can efficiently take down anything the School throws my way. But the Reapers were different. They were explicitly fabricated to be the single strongest and most well-trained thing they had ever created. Even I couldn't take them out. So Iggy was officially screwed. We were going to have to make up a freaking ingenious plan for us to get out with all six limbs (wings included) and not be a vegetable hooked up to a heart monitor.

It was the middle of the night and we were in the middle of nowhere. I didn't want to risk trying to escape tonight even though our captors would have impaired vision, but so would we. We will have to wait till we have a clear idea of the layout of this place before we can even think about getting out alive. Our best shot would be during daylight, but then again that's also when we would most likely get caught. This is going be really problematic.

What did you guys think? I know it's short but I promise the next chapters will be longer