Warning: rape, child abuse, murder, harmful weapons, harassment, kidnapping, and abandonment. (ASL: American Sign Language)
(A/N: I know this could never happen and it is really fake, so, sorry! Love you all!)
It was dark and cold; that's all I knew so far when my parents dropped me off on the street. It was the day after my birthday; I had just turned 5 years old. It was the best day of my life. My parents seemed happy, but they weren't. I always knew that they disliked me. I knew I was more intelligent than other five-year-olds, and by the time I was three, I could read and write. After some time, some people found me in the alleyway. It was three guys; they were wearing red bandanas, and they looked disgusting; they had crooked yellow teeth and big, fat noses. They tried to take me, and I fought them until I had no energy left. They shoved me in the back of their car and duct taped my mouth, hands, and feet. When I woke up, I was in some type of cell. I looked around and saw a bowl to do my business and a cot. I went over and laid down. I was so tired, and my head hurt so bad. I was woken up by yelling and screaming when I looked around. The three same ugly guys were standing over me and yanking me out of bed. I whimpered when they hit a bruise from last night, and they just laughed and dragged me out of my cell. While they were dragging me, I looked around for some key details to try to figure out where I was. They dragged me into a room and told me to change, and if I didn't do it quickly, they would do it for me, so when they closed the door, I changed as fast as I could before they came in. About thirty seconds after I got done, they opened the door and laughed. I didn't know what they were laughing about until I looked down at what they gave me to wear. I was in a deep emerald, green bra and panties. My mother and father always said this is what sluts wear; they gave me the talk when I was four, so I knew a little bit about that stuff but not a lot. Then ugly number one came up to me and gave me some pink and white pills and said to take them. I took the pills because I didn't want to get slapped; my mother and father would slap me if I didn't do what they said. After I took the pills, the ugly ones—two and three—smiled and walked up to me. They had shut the door and locked it when they came in, so I was worried. Then they told me to dance and strip for them. I was scared. Then they hurt me in horrible ways. Then they took me to another room and wiped me over and over again. Then I lost too much blood and passed out. When I woke up, they trained me with guns. This went on for about a year. By the time I was six, I was a perfect shot with any gun and knife; I could get whipped without flinching; I could take out someone five times my size; and I was fluent in every language. When I was getting ready for bed alarms started going off and there was gunshots everywhere the place was being invaded I really hoped it was the police FBI, CIA anyone I didn't know what to do so I just stayed in my cell, and then a person in a blue uniform came up to my cell and then grabbed his walkie-talkie and called for backup, when backup arrived they broke open my cell and took me out to a car outside and put me into the back I knew they were the good guys because they arrested the three ugly men when the guy in the blue came back he asked me my name and I just stared at him with my big dark green eyes, he looked a bit awkward and shut the door and then got in driver's seat and started driving we arrived at a big building and he took me inside and told me to come with him. He walked into an office with an older looking man and started to give a report on the mission the older guy just nodded and looked at me and told me to sit down I looked around and saw a chair so I sat in it and then looked at him then he asked me my age, so I held up six fingers because I didn't feel like talking he just nodded and wrote something down and looked at me again and asked me what my name was and I just looked at him this went on for a while before he gave up and said something to the officer and then the officer just told me to come with him when I went with him he led me down some stone steps they were just like the ones leading to my cell in the other place, the bad place, I didn't want to go back to a cell so I grabbed the officer's gun and held it to the back of his head and he immediately froze then I whispered for him to tell me were the three ugly men are. The officer got scared and told me that the three men were being held in building thirteen. Then I shot him right in the center of the head and then tucked the gun in the waist band of my pants and stated that I was running until I ran into an officer, and when the officer looked down, I was already planning on what to tell him because every officer knows that a little girl is being held in the building right now. He started talking, pulling me out of my thoughts and asking me where I was headed and why I was running. I didn't want anyone to know the sound of my voice, so I started speaking rapid ASL, telling him that a man killed the officer and is after me now, and that I was scared, so I started to run, and that I was so thankful that I found him. The officer looked really confused at what I was trying to tell him, so I started to fake cry, and he looked worried and grabbed his walkie-talkie and started telling the officers what I just told him; he wasn't that stupid after all. He started to take me to another room, but I just wanted out of this place, so I tugged on his arm, and he bent down to my height, and I gave him a sweet smile and knocked him out with the handle of my gun. And then I ran and ran until I found an exit. Then the alarms started going off; they must have found the bodies by now or it was the door, but either way I still had to get out, so I ran into the street and kept running. Then I saw an older-looking lady and decided to ask for help; she looked nice enough. I went up to her, whispered one word of help, and started to silently cry. The lady looked down at me with pity and picked me up and told me she was going to help me, and then she took me to her car, a mustang. Then she sat me in the back seat, got into the front seat, and drove to her house. She parked the car in the garage, then got out and came to get me out. She opened the door and picked me up again, brought me inside with her, and sat me down and told me to wait for her. When she came back, she had food—real food. Living in the cell, all I had was beans, corn, and water for a whole year, and this amazing woman just brought me in with syrup. I looked at it eagerly and thanked her in ASL. She just nodded and smiled. She probably didn't understand, but I was okay with that. After I was done eating, she took my hand and led me to a really pretty room; it was dark gray and white. She told me I could stay in there, and she just handed me some clothes for me to wear to bed. For the morning, I just smiled and gave her a hug, and she hugged me back. It has been a while since I've had a hug. When she left, I changed into the pajamas she gave me and got into the bed; it was so soft I could just lay there forever. Eventually, I fell asleep. In the morning, I didn't know where I was, and then it all came flooding back. I was so relieved that I got away, but now I have to worry about what's going to happen to me now that I got away. I got up and changed, and then I sat on the bed like I was trained to do. Eventually, the nice lady came in and asked how long I'd been sitting there. I held up ten fingers, and she just looked guilty and said, you've been sitting there for ten minutes. I just nodded my head and looked at her and smiled, she took my hand and led me to the kitchen and made bacon and eggs for us, when we sat down she looked at me and asked if I can speak, I shook my head no and kept eating she looked surprised at my answer and just smiled and told me that it was ok that I couldn't speak and then started eating again after breakfast she led me to the bathroom and told me that she was going to brush my hair I was worried for a second but then I let her brush my hair it felt nice besides some of the knots in my hair I haven't had my hair brushed in a while after she brushed my hair she told me that she had to go to work and had to give me to an orphanage since I had no parents I just stared at her and nodded and when she was driving I secretly took twenty dollars out of her purse without her knowing when we got to the orphanage the person asked what my name was and the nice lady just shook her head and told her that she didn't know and then the person at the orphanage asked my age and she just looked at me I held up six fingers and looked at her when she took me in the nice lady left for work I knew I wouldn't see her again so I started to plan my escape when we walked into the orphanage I looked around for every exit just in case I needed to get out quick when they led me to a room it looked nice but I didn't like it so I went out of the room not that anybody noticed cause there were kids everywhere and I I just walked out and then one of the orphanage people saw me and I had to run and run I still had that twenty dollar bill in my pocket I kept running until I saw a man the man was in a business suit with a blue tie with his black hair brushed back and he was clean shaven he looked professional and I ran up to him and told him that I needed help in ASL he just looked at me and tilted his head sideways and bent down and told me to stay there and the then he walked off when he came back after about 1 minute he came back with two guys one on his left and one on his right and then he picked me up And walked to his car judging from his car he was a pretty rich man he put me in the back seat and he got in the front seat it was a really nice car I haven't rode in a really nice car yet so this was new and then there's two goons got in a different car and he started driving we pulled up to this beautiful mansion when he opened my door I started to get out but he picked me up and then told me that he would carry me when we started walking I got a little nervous because it was such a nice place and I've never been in a nice place before I just looked at him and looked back at the mansion it was the most beautiful home I've ever seen he must have been really rich and I wondered what job he had when we got inside he showed me to a room and told me I would stay here for a little bit and of course I didn't really want to so I snuck out of the room and I overheard him in his office talking to someone on the phone he was yelling in Russian so I listened in he was talking about where all the cargo ships went and I was kind of confused and then he said something interesting he said "since I am the leader of the mafia I can do what I want now do it" and then he saw me and asked what I heard in in ASL I said Russian he looked relieved and then told me to just stay in my room till he comes in so I sat on my bed which was a queen size so it was pretty big compared to me I laid in the middle and then just leave there thinking about all that happened in the last two days and I still had my gun with me I was surprised nobody noticed it when they picked me up but that was good I decided I wanted some practice just in case it's been two days since I have practiced so I looked out the window and noticed I was on the third floor this was easy enough to get down there was little grip holes in the bricks so I climbed down the side of the house and went into the backyard the backyard was huge it had a swimming pool lots of trees a hot tub and more I went right up to the trees and kept walking eventually I was about a mile from the house and started my training it was starting to get dark when I started heading back when I got back to the house the sun was setting night climbed back up into my room and the man was there just waiting when he saw me come through the window he looked at me surprised and I looked just as surprised cause I didn't expect him to be in the room he said well now that I know that you can climb why don't you come over here and sit down on the bed and I can ask you a couple questions I just nodded and sat on the bed as far as I could away from him and then looked into his grey eyes then he asked me where I was from and I just shrugged cause I didn't know where I was from then he asked me my name and I shake my head no then he asked my age and I held up six fingers he didn't looked all too surprised but he looked a little surprised that I answered then in ASL I asked him what was his name and he told me his name was Lucas and then he got a call he held up a finger and started to talk in Russian again he started to tell the person to get the cars ready they were going on a raid at the warehouse on thirty first street when the call ended he told me to stay in the room and that he was going some were and that I needed to stay here. I smiled, nodded, and watched him leave the room. Then I looked out the window and saw that there were two guards under my window, so I silently climbed down, took them out, and snuck into one of the car's trunks. Thankfully, nobody opened it, and I stayed there until we started moving. I stayed there for about twenty minutes until I thought it was safe to get out of the trunk and sit in the back seat, and then I started my plan. First I started to fake cry and the driver looked back and then pulled over and then looked back at me again and started to ask what I was doing back there and then I shot him in the forehead then I got out and opened the door to the driver's seat and he fell out and I got in since I was only six I didn't know how to drive stick thankfully this wasn't though but I was still too short so I got out and found a stick by the road and used that and then I fallowed the GPS that was already on to see where they were going when I arrived it was a huge building and I figured that this was the warehouse Lucas was talking about after I parked I got out and started to look around the place, then I found Lucas but I didn't go up to him I just watched him and then the raid began so I just watched from the sidelines and after about ten minutes someone tapped my shoulder I turned around and saw a huge ugly guy that reminded me of the tree ugly men that hurt me so I looked up at this guy and gave him a sweet smile and shot him and then I realized that I only had one bullet left so I looked for Lucas when I found him he was in the middle of a fight (hand to hand) so I walked up to the guy and grabbed his hand and Lucas's eyes widened when he saw me and he told me to run and that this guy is dangerous, so I just gave him a sweet smile and grabbed my gun and looked at the guy and shot him in the head and then one of the bad guys goons came up behind me and tried to grab me I turned around and with that I hit the guy in the nuts and when he bent over I hit him in the head and with a sickening crack the goon was on the ground after I took out the first goon I turned around to see Lucas staring at me with a look of horror and amazement at the same time.
TO BE CONTINUED...