A/N Thank you so much to the people who have been reading my story. Sorry if the chapters are so short, it takes a lot of time to generate ideas! Please review my story, I'd love to get critiques so that I can make it better. Here is my next chapter so far it is the best, hope you enjoy it!
POV: Victoria
Setting: Abandoned Factory
My heart was beating so loudly I swore this mysterious person could hear. I had no idea what to do, what was I supposed to do. He had told me not to be afraid, but all I wanted to do was be afraid. I became so afraid at that moment I nearly burst. My mind started racing back and forth. Who was he, is he going to kill me? I swallowed. Will I die just like my parents? Suddenly a vivid memory of my last night with my parents flooded into my head.
POV: Victoria
Setting: Hide out, 4 months earlier
I snuggled into my mother and father's firm arms. I had never felt safe before, especially since the rise of villains. But there I was being loved, and feeling safe. I wanted to hold them as long as possible, never let them go because they made me feel safe. A deafening gunshot pierced through our family's silence. They both slowly unwrapped themselves from me. My mom looked me straight in the eyes and held my face saying," Stay right here darling, we have to check things out. Don't worry your father and I will be safe". There was that word again, safe. She and my father crept out of the room. I had a smile on my face, nothing in the world was going to separate my family. No, because we were all safe. Minutes later I heard several ear-splitting gunshots. I wanted to leap to my feet to see if they were okay. But my mothers last words kept me glued to the floor. I stayed right there, not moving. The only thing I did was pluck the occasional bug off the floor to eat, and cup my hand to obtain as much runoff water as I could from the wall. Slowly, minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days, days turned to months. And yet I never moved from my spot, pressed up against a pile of rubble. My hope slowly dwindled, day by day. Maybe they did die, or maybe they left and just decided to start a new life without me? I decided them leaving me was to awful of a thing to bare, so I convinced myself they died. Yet, I never left that spot.
POV: Victoria
Setting: Abandoned Factory, present time
My gut instinct told me to run. I wrenched my self from the concrete ground and darted to the door. I slammed into a extremely solid surface, knocking the wind out of me. I crumpled to the ground. At first I thought I had run into a wall, but then I realized that I was in the middle of the room. Still confused by what just happened I jumped to my feet, and searched the rest of the room to find him. He had just vanished, like a shadow... I turned around quickly to see him leap from the shadows and grab me. He pushed me up against the window. The eerie moonlight lit up his face. I gasped. I couldn't believe what I saw. I peered into his stone cold eyes. They were pools of water, icy water, they seemed as if they were hiding something. I looked harder, I saw pain, agony, death, and loss. A tear slipped down my cheek as I thought of my parents. My urge to fight dissipated, like a candle being snuffed. If my parents died trying to protect me, what chance would I have protecting my self?