Maybe One Day We Might Survive

2. I Get Mad (Flo)

"Flo, Flo wake up." Said Peter.

I opened my eyes to see Peter smiling at me.

"Good morning chilli." He said calling me by my nickname.

He probably called me that because of my temper and probably because I had dark red hair. Peter was my brother.
we were both brought to this prison when we turned fourteen, so far its just been the same every day, they give you breakfast make you eat the pills, then they take you out and experiment on you. Oh and they give you that tattoo.

Florence Gold
No. 16
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And my brother also had a tattoo.

Peter Gold
No. 16
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We ate breakfast, then we took the pills that made me feel sick.

"Flo, do you think we are ever going to get out of here?." Asked Peter.

"I don't know." I replied.

Then two people came in and tied up are hands.

"Time to g-"

"Yeah we get it!" I snapped.

Then the man I cut off slapped me on my cheek with the back of his hand.

"Its not very nice to interrupt is it Flo." He said pushing me out of the cell.

He led us to the Testing Room, we didn't usually go to this room, we usually went to the blood testing room or the do what ever it takes to kill you room.

We walked into the room and sat down on chairs. It was a big room with a swimming pool, a fighting arena, and lots of other stuff that didn't look good. Then a man came in and looked at us.

"Right today we won't be doing to much, Flo your will be going over to the fighting arena and Peter you go to the swimming pool." Said the man.

"What! The pool? No I can't go in the pool something might go wrong." Said my brother in protest.

"That's exactly why you are going in the pool, so we can see what happens when your power touches the water and how long you can be in there until the water kills you." The man finished.

"Your going to kill my brother?!" I asked standing up.

"Well we'll try not to." Said the man.

I could feel my hands warming up, my heart beat started rising, then my hands burst into flames then my arms then all of my body went up in flames but it didn't hurt me, I could withstand the flames. That was my power, my power was to control fire and make it do what I want (i know right, pretty cool). There was only one problem, I didn't really know how to control the fire properly. That's the one thing the people here don't do, they don't teach you to control your power, they just give you pills instead.

"Florence clam down." Said the man backing away.

"You will not torture my brother!" I said lifting my hand ready to throw a fireball.

Then I felt a cold splash of water falling on my head, making me scream in pain. I was no longer on fire. Someone grabbed my wrist and put a needle in my skin. I started to feel light headed I fell back and someone caught me then my eyes closed then all I could see was darkness.