Child

by iCantimations

Being the daughter of the Champion and the Prodigy is not an easy job, and Hanna Wing can tell you so much more. Her dream is to be normal. When her brother suddenly gets a mutated plague, Hanna really needs to step up. She meets Kalen along the way, who is a Colonist. Can the future she hoped for be possible? Would her brother survive? Can something really spark with a Colonist?

7. Chapter 7

Child

By LittleMissCrash

Chapter 7: Hanna

I tried to be aware that night that Annie's threats were just some kind of child play, but it kept me paranoid and avoided me becoming insanely drunk, thankfully. I know that Alex is somewhere to look for the first chance to kidnap me or something. I hate mom for thinking he was sweet and innocent. She doesn't know him. It isn't like she grew up almost next to him with an obvious child-like crush. He and Annie are just the same, both with high and hanging fantasies. For all I know, she's not getting my brother and Alex isn't getting me. Thinking so hard makes my eyes droop and I want to just doze off on this plush couch. I can't let that happen. My mind drifts back to Kalen, who I've been trying to avoid thinking about. He'd made my heart pound like nobody I've ever been with. My mind lingers at the teasing kiss we had shared.

My mind was drifting away. Maybe I shouldn't have drunken that last wine. My eyes closed slowly and I eventually drifted away.

Everything was dark. My hands were sore. My entire body hurts. The smell of urine overwhelms me. When I squint and try to see, I could barely see a distinct figure. It was small and feminine, barely matured. At that moment I knew who it was. I looked down, to find that my tight dress was splattered with something and was torn at places. I saw dark bruises developing all over my exposed skin.

"Annie?" I found my voice was hoarse and barely audible. She shot a glare and walked out some door, closing it with a slam. I try to call out after her, but my throat fails me. I wanted to move my hands from this fetal position, but they seemed to be bound by something. My clothes were soaked with sweat. My hair was dripping with what seemed to be mud. When I focus on the splatters that dotted my dress, I found that it was blood. Annie seemed to have come for me after all. I try to scoot toward where Annie had exited, but the pain overwhelmed me. I was probably screaming unconsciously when Annie did whatever she did to me, which I imagined as not good. I just shrink back into the cold and sadness, which I imagined was what Kalen was going through right now.

After a while, the pain fades a bit so I take my time to look around and take in the scene. I was trapped in some sort of prison cell, with rusty old fashioned barred windows from the earlier times. So then this obviously wasn't part of the new and reformed section of the former Colonies' land. This was probably the older sector of Denver.

My military mind takes over. Where are the possible exits? How can I get out without making a commotion? Most importantly, can I even move? I test this out. First I try to get to my feet, and then I attempt standing up. No problem. There were still a lot of sores, but it wasn't unbearable. My hands were shackled by heavy iron cuffs. If I angle myself just the right way, I can move them to my desire. I notice my shoes had been tossed to the side, and those stiletto heels were better than nothing to pick the lock on these chains. I kick it towards the wall so it would bounce towards me and I quickly snatch it and begin the job. For once I was thankful for taking those stupid classes. There was the click that verified my success and I toss the cuffs to the side. I also take the heels of the other shoe and break it off. It seemed like a decent weapon.

"Stop, or I'll shoot." I heard a voice behind me. It was one I knew too well.

I turned and there was Dawn.

Hi everyone! This is LittleMissCrash. Sorry for not submitting in a while, but here is the next chapter. Tomorrow there will be another chapter . Happy Thanksgiving!