Project Redeemer

Chapter 1:Vick Fournier

The day I learned how crooked the world is was on November 16, 2036. I was only 14 years old. I stood In a crowded auditorium. A very stubby man, The president. spoke into a microphone on a stage. The words he spoke echoed in the room. He spoke about liberty peace and Forgiveness. I didn't listen, I was waiting for this speech to end. Once the man stopped talking he stepped down from the stage, fixing his tie as he sat down. A small spray can was thrown onstage, Spewing an orange gas. My father's eyes shot open. He grabbed my wrist and sprinted out of the large area. I wasn't scared, Just...Confused.

Firecrackers began to pop in the auditorium as we were outside. My dad sat me down behind a car in the parking lot. He had FEAR in his eyes. I grew teary. "You need to stay here, Ok?"My dad whispered. I hesitantly listened. I read in a book to "Honor my father and mother."My dad went back into the building, Which was now leaking orange gas.10 seconds after my dad went in I heard a sound louder than the firecrackers. I got out from behind the chevy and started sprinting from car to car praying that whoever threw that small spray won't end me. But at the 6th car, I felt a tight pull at the collar of my shirt. 

I felt my body rise from the ground. A tall blonde teen grabbed me out from behind the car. He had ash splattered on his face and a scarf around the bottom half of his face. He had green eyes that gleamed at me. "I found one! Should we bring him with us?"The Teen yelled out to his friend, Who had buzz-cut brown hair who was right beside him. They both wore the same black coat with an orange infinity symbol on the shoulder and an orange t-shirt under the open coat. These guys were the ones who smoke bombed the auditorium man's friend stepped closer to me in looking me in my brown eyes. "Let's take him. Vlad will deal with him" The fear started to kick in instead of adrenaline. My throat started to feel tight. "Unit 76, Come pick us up at the auditorium."The boy mumbled into the radio he was holding. In 10 Minutes a black Mercedes METRIS with the same orange infinity symbol pulled up to the parking lot. It had tinted windows. The buzz-cut guy got into the passenger seat. The blonde stood me up put me on his back and entered into to back of the van, Labeled: UNIT 76 on the license plate. The blonde closed the back of the van and the driver stepped on the gas and we sped off at 60mph the turns were rather violent and jerky. The teen held me tight so I wouldn't ricochet in the back. I couldn't escape if I wished. I gave up on resisting my apprehending