"Who are you," Rachel said. Her hands were tied together and she was in the back seat of a really ugly car.
"Like I said, girl, if you don't shut up, you won't even make it to check in," one of the hooded men said giving off an evil grin.
"What the hell is this checking thing you're talking about," Rachel demanded now starting to kick the back of the hooded man who was driving's seat.
"Okay listen here, sweetheart, this is the story from start to finish," the hooded man who was driving started to explain. "Your mother was the Mrs. Potter's sister, which makes you cousins to the famous Harry Potter, you know the one who defeated Lord Voldemort, well after he was destroyed something changed the wizard world forever. You see a human somehow got to Hogwarts came back and told the entire government. Now, sweetie, I was turned into this "wizard" as you may say in order to kill "wizards" and "witches" like yourself. We've wiped out most of the major wizard families but people like you make it hard. Your mother hid you very well, but that doesn't matter because in a matter of days you'll just be another dead witch."
"Wait so you're saying I have..... powers?" Rachel asked a little confused.
"Yeah, but it wouldn't matter because you didn't have the proper education, your mother wanted to keep you hidden." The hooded man said.
"You mean, she actually cared," Rachel said a little dazed. Her mother, the one that just abandoned her, cared she did what she did to protect her. She felt selfish that she would even say bad things about her mom. Her mom actually cared. Tears started to stream down her face, but this time they were tears of joy. Then Rachel started to panic. She was going to die; she wasn't even going to see her mother's smiling face as she got off the airplane.
"Well you might as well just go to sleep," one of the hooded men said to Rachel.
"Why would I go to sleep? I am being kidnapped by two freaks who think they're wizards but that's not the worst of it, you think I'm a witch," Rachel replied. Rachel thought about the tires busting and them having to stop. She thought deeply about it. Suddenly there was a loud pop as one of the back tires exploded into thousands of different pieces.
"Damn it," the hooded man driving said under his breath. The car slowed to a stop. "Watch the girl while I change the tire." He got out and lifted the trunk to get the tire out. Rachel was excited. Had she been the one to pop the tire with her thoughts? Well there was only one way to find out. She thought deeply of the other hooded man having to get out and help. Sure enough in a few minutes the hooded man outside was screaming for help. This was her chance, Rachel was alone in the car, she could escape.
Rachel wriggled out of the poorly tied knot and opened the door opposed to the side they were working on. She slipped out leaving the door cracked and ran into the dark forest beside the highway. She had no idea where they were. Then her head started aching horribly as if someone were driving a nail through her temple. A vision popped into her head. She was standing in a dark corridor with cages on either side of the walls. She looked into a cage and saw a boy around her age sitting in the tight space. He had dark circles under his eyes and was sickly skinny.
"Help," he whispered to her in a helpless tone. Then a door flew open at the end of the hall.
"What do you think you're doing, Allan?" A man in a dark suit and cape commanded. Rachel realized that she was seeing Allan's point of view and not her own.
"The boy needed help, so I thought I would help him, I am sorry master," Allan replied in a sorrowful tone.
"Have you lost your brains you ugly creature," the man replied, "now go tend to the others before I fire you."
"Yes, master," replied Allan walking down the hallway and out of the door. Rachel flinched back into reality. Rachel had to help the others. She turned back around and sat in the back of the god forbidden ugly car.

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Rachel
FanfictionRachel is a fifteen year old girl who has a mysterious past. She's a witch and she didn't know that until two of the hooded men captured her. Will she survive, or just be a test like the others?