My hands started to shake blood drizzled out of my right ear as a needle piercing my head through my skull and into my brain. Numbing my head sucking the energy out of me.
"Arrrgh" I scream the pain shoots through me. I regain my strength and push up, all my strength I put into this. I get onto my hands and knees hands have dried blood over my knuckles and finger nails, there's chains attached to the walls around my wrists grimy with dirt and blood reflecting the one light in the hallway into my eyes, I see that my hands are red as blood from my muscles burning up. I slowly turn my rusty neck feeling the pain from the stiffness of laying on this hard floor for at least a week no food no water. Even with my abilities I still can die of thirst and hunger. I'm pretty sure it's going to be my fate if I don't get out of this hole in the ground. I can see that the man that put that needle in my head running for the alarm on the wall that's bright red also reflecting light. It's quite dirty with dust I don't think it gets used very much in this place.
He calls out "anyone here... call the alarm" at the top of his voice to see if anyone was around. He had a very dark voice and accent. I don't think anyone is going to be around to answer his calls. I look around the room theres a brick floor with a pattern on it. The walls are made of concrete the ceiling was high, very high it is dark along the ceiling. I can see some barring on the wall before it darkens. It must be to hold up the ceiling. I try to regain my strength again ripping the power from me as I pull up. I use all my strength to teleport right in front of the person that was still running away. I quickly turn around swinging my fist with me slamming him hard in the nose. I fall back stunned as my head hit ground hard, green liquid has splattered on my face drops are oozing down, I gag in disgust. I stand up and see a towel on a nail the concrete wall. After I wipe my face off I look at the man on the floor and I gasp.
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the lost 267
ActionIn the beginning there was three-hundred, three-hundred warriors that were brave, heroic, honest and were honored above all. These people had great powers that may have saved the human race. Seven were lost on another planet, two-hundred and sixty w...