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Chapter 6: Captain America

Previously:

Colors flooded the streets. It was time for celebration that the town had every year. How many people knew that they were actually celebrating the death of free thinking? Probably none. Small children skipped happily down the streets with balloons in their hands and sweets in their mouths. I scoffed at their blindness.

"Comrade." I looked over to the source of the childish voice seeing my sandy blonde haired partner.

"What is it?" I asked.

"The festivities are about to start, we should get to our designated location." He said his lavender eyes flickering all over the place.

I sighed and stood up. "Yeah I guess you're right."

Continued:

I walked with a large group made up of all the children who were on their way to become adults, just like me. However, what I was feeling and thinking was the complete opposite of what all of the others had on their minds. They were already smiling and oh so ready to become adults, but I wanted to run and hide from the celebration. But I couldn't. There was something far more important to me than becoming an adult.

I needed to find Kiku.

And I needed to tell him I was sorry. Then the two of us were getting out of here. We could figure out where we were going later. I pushed through the crowd keeping an eye out for my friend with short black hair.

"Arthur!" I heard a voice and turned around.

Something small but heavy collided with my chest and knocked me to the ground.

"You jerk!" I opened my green eyes to see the young blonde child. "How come you didn't write?"

I grabbed my head and pushed myself up. "Petey," I said, "not now."

She punched my chest but it didn't hurt. "I was worried about you!"

"I'm fine, Petey." I assured, "Please get off of me. I have to find Kiku."

My sister pushed me back down. "No!" She exclaimed, "I'm not letting you go again!"

I sighed. "I'll be back in a bit. We can discuss this then, alright?" I tried to reason with her.

"No!" her eyes were tear filled. "No no no no!"

"I'm sorry Petey." I said moving her off of me and planting a quick kiss on her head before running back into the crowd.

I had lost were I was now and had to start my search over. Was it really that hard to find one person? Apparently so. I searched and ran through the crowd not forgetting everything around me. Too late I had heard the large doors close behind me. Too late had I noticed the white walls and floor tiles.

"Welcome to your first steps of adulthood." Said a familiar voice and I looked up to see the blue woman who had welcomed me to ReEducation. "There are many things around you but do not worry, they are only metal and cannot hurt you. They are your first steps into becoming an adult. If each one of you would stand against one, we can get started.

It surprised me when those in the room actually started to move and lean against the horrid devices.

"NO DON'T! STOP!" I yelled but was ignored.

I pushed past people and away from the machines, trying to escape the inevitable.

"NOO!" I cried feeling myself being dragged backwards and to the tables. "NOOO!"

I felt the similar coldness around my wrists and ankles and struggled to get out. I didn't want to go through this again. I had already lost so many memories. Anything but the past few days out of ReEducation was gone. Shattered into tiny bits and thrown into a fire. The cold metal ring snapped against my neck sealing my fate. Tears flowed down my cheeks and I already began to scream. The table rolled back just slightly and the small door to let whatever was behind it, out to cut open the scar on the back of my neck and connect with the chip implanted there. Warm, sticky blood oozed out from the cut and dripped down my skin making me scream at the familiar sensation. The jolt of electricity made me squirm and scream even louder.

And then everything stopped.

The loud wrrrrr of machine's died. The electricity coursing through my veins skidded to a stop. The room became filled with murmurs from the people around me.

"Thank goodness." I whispered over and over again.

I could hear the footsteps of the government officers. "Please wait one moment." The voice of the blue woman echoed throughout the room as they attempted to get things back in order.

Wasting no time I started to push against my restraints in an attempt to break free. Suddenly the ring covering my right wrist opened with a satisfying 'pop!' and I couldn't help but smile in happiness. I moved to pull on the one covering my other wrist but I drew my hand back feeling something warm. There was a quick intake of air from my left making me turn and squint to try and see if someone was there. All I could see was the darkness created from the lights going out but within a few minutes my arm and legs were freed.

"Stay still." I heard someone whisper as my head was pushed forward.

I felt what I assumed to be hands around the open cut were the chip was and yelped in pain as something slipped through the layers of skin.

A hand covered my mouth and I was quickly shushed. "This is going to hurt now but it'll feel better later." I felt a quick tug on the chip inside my neck. Muscles tore and things dislodged making me bite down, in attempt to stop any pained noise, on the hand in front of my mouth.

"Hey ouch!" they exclaimed quietly and jerked their hand away. Unfortunately they forgot to let go of the chip

I bit down harder as the chip was ripped out violently. I heard the clang of metal somewhere on the floor behind me as I began to fall forwards, but luckily I was stopped before I hit the ground.

"We gotta go, now!" I heard the voice say as my body was moved.

I could feel my hair been pulled as the person carrying me ran. Somehow he managed to not make a sound as he moved. We went through multiple doors that didn't register in my mind and down hallways I had never known existed.

"America." I heard a new voice.

"Dude!" said person exclaimed, "I told you that it's 'Captain America! Captain!"

The other gave a childish laugh. "Yes yes Comrade." I could tell that it was a male like the so called Captain America, "You shall be 'Captain' when I am long and dead."

"Commie Bastard!"

"Now America, why do you expect me to uphold your code if you do not uphold mine?"

The man carrying me moved faster and his footsteps could now be heard on the cold tile floor. At the same time I could sense that the other man had caught up to us with ease.

"Kolkolkol, America you must move faster than that if you want to escape me." The man teased.

'America' scoffed. "Whatever, Commie. We're here anyway." There was a sharp screech of metal and a few seconds later I heard it again.

If I thought it was dark before I was completely wrong. I couldn't even make out the outline of my hand if it was a hair away from my eyes. The air got colder and colder the more we walked and the sounds of water drips grew as well.

We came to a halt suddenly. "Is everyone here?" America asked.

"Da, I am here, Comrade." The man behind us said.

America jumped forward with a yelp before quickly spinning around. "Dude uh creepy!" He exclaimed.

"Kolkolkolkol, but you looked so lonesome, Captain America." The one holding me in his arms shuddered slightly.

"Vat are you two doing?" said a new voice. I could hear his footsteps coming closer and closer.

America spun in a new direction. "Ah, there you are Germany!" he gave a nervous chuckle, "We… we um…"

Germany gave a cough. "I don't vant to know." He walked past the two others. "Are you coming?"

"Da." Said the childish voice before adding to the sounds of footsteps.

I felt the boy carrying me shift his body towards the others. "Mrw?" I heard the muffled sound and America stopped.

"Oh, Burger!" he said kneeling down, "There you are!" He stood up once again and started to walk. "Did you get what I asked you for?"

"Mow!"

"Good boy."

I felt a soft and tentative weight on my stomach before it grew heavy suddenly. "Burger," America hissed, "get off of him."

"Mrm." I heard followed by a quiet snort of annoyance from the so called Captain.

I felt something wet and rough against my arm that was crossed over my stomach. It was a familiar feeling and I recognized it almost instantly.

"Specs?" my voice croaked as I reached out a shaky hand to touch the soft and warm fur I had come to know so well. I felt the corners of my lips turn up in a smile as the machine-like noise he made met my ears. I was worried that he wouldn't make it after I was gone, that he would be caught and killed but it felt glad to be proven wrong.

"You're awake I see." Pointed out my rescuer.

I scoffed. "How can you see anything down here?"

He laughed loudly. "I guess you're right." There was a long and somewhat awkward pause before he spoke up again. "So you know Burger?"

I scratched behind the blob's ear remembering that he had like that. "Yes we met in ReEducation."

"Re-ReEducation?" he exclaimed and I nodded weakly against him, "Why in the whole were you there?"

I ran my hand down the thing's furry back. "I'm not quite sure actually." I admitted softly, "A friend of mine was in there too… at least I think he was a friend… I can't remember him but I remember remembering him… I'm not making any sense am I?"

"Sorta but not really." He said letting out another nervous laugh.

Another pause and I felt myself slipping away. "What is he, exactly… 'Burger'…?" I asked tiredly.

"Hm?" he asked, "Oh he's a cat."

"Cat?" I echoed.

The cat licked my hand which had fallen still on my stomach. "Don't you know what a cat is?" America asked in confusion.

I shook my head again. "No I don't think I was ever taught about them."

"There's another cat back home, named Crumpet, I think you'd like him." He began to ramble and I answered with a quiet grumbled as my eyelids began to sink. "The only problem is he's not too friendly to anyone other than me but him and Burger really like each other. They're barely ever apart."

I gave a hushed chuckle. "Is that so?" I mumbled not really caring what he said anymore.

"Yeah." He fell silent, "You should get some rest, we won't be there any time soon."

I didn't have to think twice about nodding and slipping under the soothing blackness.

So I went and saw Captain America with my friends and had this undying urge to call Alfred 'Captain America'. It is now fufilled.

Americat's real name is Burger. And then England Cat is Crumpet.

Yay! Finally a name for Picardy! His name is now Amaury! Thank you Frogbert! By the way there is nothing wrong with being British, very British, or even too British. My ending for the Giver was: 'Screw it he died. No happy ending for him.' Yes American football... probably should have pointed that out... Theres another game on Friday... yay...

Ugh I have to go write two papers for tomorrow now :( Thankfully they're both really easy.

Reviews help me write more. I need to write more... I'm not writing as much for this and it's not even half way through... Oh crap I don't have an ending for this... Oh well that will be figured out later.

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Other info: Published: September 13th, 2011. Words: 1,888. Written: September 10th, 11th, and 13th 2011.