The Whitecoats let me go with a squad of 10 Erasers, a tracking device that was tracking all the members of Shadow's flock, a backpack full of supplies, and a M9 Hand gun. It felt good walking out those doors, the ones I should have passed through 9 years ago, but hadn't because of that one damn trip. Since the Erasers had no wings, there were 2 black Hummers. I sat in the back of the front car. It was pretty quiet, because all the Erasers knew I hated them, and I knew they all hated me.
I sat there akwardly, with Erasers on both sides of me, and looked at my tracking device. It showed we were only 16 miles away from where they were. They had been there for 2 years, in a pretty old house on a cliff. I was almost shaking, anxious to get revenge on the ones who had trapped me in that damned school 9 years long then I should've been.
I had it all planned out. We were going to stop 2 miles away from the house, from there. We would ditch the hummers, the Erasers would split into two groups of five and go around to the left and right of the house. I would go up to the front door and knock on the door. While Shadow and her Flock marveled at the fact that I had survived 9 years more in the school, the Erasers would break in through the windows and trap them. That is, if I didn't decide to forgive them and help take down the Erasers. But that's beside the point.
As according to plan, we unload from the hummers, and split up. After 30 minutes of walking/running, I was there at the door. My hand hovered 3 inches from the door, curled into a fist. I took a deep breathe, and then knocked 3 times. After several moments, and few bumps from inside the house, the door opened up. Shadow was there, with Lux, Ember, Memory, Ian, and a few others I didn't recognize.
"Uh. . . Hi?" Shadow said, a confused look on her face. She didn't remember me. I stopped breathing. What the hell should I say? That I'm the guy she abandoned to be tortured 9 years ago?
"Uh. . . Hey." I said, quietly. Ian whispered something into her ear. Her eyes opened wide in recognition.
"Silent? Is that you?" Ember asked, in a confused tone. I nodded, and she gasped. Someone pushed through the small crowd of people at the door. It was Cobalt. We glared at each other until he rushed forward. He wrapped me into a hug. By the way, Cobalt is my brother. I stood with my arms at my side as he hugged me. After a few second he let go and stepped back. I gave him and everyone of them the hardest glare I ever had given anyone.
"What's wrong?" Cobalt said, breaking the silence that devolped as I glared at them.
"You think I forgot that you abandoned me?" I asked, and then cracked a half smile that disappeared a split second later as I realized that I acctually had forgotten.
"You think we meant to leave you behind? You were next to me almost the whole time. We were at the door when you fell. I tried turning around to help you but people were shoving out the door. Then the Erasers came and started mowing people down! I would've helped you if I could have." Cobalt said, his voice raising with each word. I looked down, ashamed that I had blamed them this whole time, but I hadn't quite forgiven them yet. That was when I decided I wouldn't take them back to the school.
"So how did you get out then? Was there another jailbreak?" Shadow asked, standing behind Cobalt, hold some guy's hand. Then I realized that the Erasers were about to breach the house. I dropped my backpack in a rush, opened it up, grabbed the hand gun and ran to left side of the old two story blue house. I gripped the gun with two hands. I heard Shadow, Cobalt, Lux, Ember, Ian, and the others shouting, asking what I was doing. I heard footsteps behind me as I rounded the corner of the house and took aim at the Erasers at the side of the building. Shadow gasped as she rounded the corner, just as I shot the first Erasers.
Then I shot the second Eraser in the head. And then the third. By then all the others were behind me. I shot the fourth and fifth Erasers twice each, because they were the ones who had guarded my crate, and tortured me everyday when they took me for tests and experiments. I ran back to my backpack, grabbed a new magazine for my gun, and reloaded. The other 5 Erasers had rounded the corner by then, wondering what the shooting had been. I shot each and everyone one of them in the eye. Getting revenge on Erasers was nice. Fun almost. But I knew I was killing people who had once been normal children.
"That is how." I said in reponse to Shadow's earlier question. "They were going to have me help kidnap you all. And for your information, I almost did."