Half of their childhood was ripped from them. Taken at a young age they didn't know anything about the world they were brought into.
But at least they had each other
Nathaniel Walker and Everleigh Taylor were thrust into a dark world before their mi...
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"There's something wrong." Everleigh mumbles under her breath, they had been stuck in the same routine for as long as they could remember. It never changed.
Ever
So for her and Nathaniel to still be waiting up in the small attic closet the two of them shared as a bedroom almost half an hour after they were supposed to be downstairs in the training rooms was extremely odd.
They had always had a strict routine. They woke up at four-thirty and got ready for physical training which started at five, where they were taught any forms of martial arts and how to weld all weapons until two o'clock in the afternoon.
Without a break the two of them went to 'school' where different teachers were brought in teaching them everything from maths to English to all sorts of languages.
Both of the children were being raised to be weapons, mindless soldiers, and maybe if there was only one of them they would be. But together they knew not to fall off the edge and lose their own thought process. But together the two took everything they were ever taught and used it to plot for an escape.
An escape from the abuse they received on a daily basis.
"What do you think we should do?" Nathaniel asked the girl, Everleigh had a way of analysing problems and coming up with the best solutions for them, in such a unique way. She was brilliant and he whole-heatedly trusted her judgement.
"It's risky to use the computer we made, they don't know we have that and if they come up here and find it we will be in a lot of trouble." Nathaniel waited for her to continue. "But I think we can do it. I'll look and we normally hear them coming up the stairs and you can block me and the computer with your body since you're bigger and I'll be able to hide it if it comes down to it."
Nathaniel nodded, going with Everleigh's plan. He watched her fingers whizz across the keyboard of the half-broken keyboard from the old laptop they had found and somehow revived.
"Nate." Nathaniel moved quickly at the tone of voice she used, looking to see what was on the screen. Through the home cameras Everleigh had figured out how to hack into, showing a whole raid going down, dozens of government agents swarmed the building, still going through the first floor and not yet where the other kidnapped people were held. "This is our way out."
Nathaniel looked sceptical at the optimism in his best friend's tone. "How, we need to get down to the other hostages if we want a shot, we're too well hidden up here."
Everleigh looked up, her ocean blue eyes piercing into the boy's and he already knew he was going to go along with her. Even if he knew the risks, he would do anything for her and she knew it.
"How many nights have we snuck out without anybody noticing? We've come and gone through those halls for years and not a single person had a clue."
"And what of these people aren't the good guys, Ev?"
"Then we'll run." Everleigh shrugged easily. "Getting out is the hard part, we both know this. Once we are out they'll underestimate us. They don't know the training we have both been through or the knowledge we know. We have taken money and invested it, we have more than enough for at least a couple of years. We own properties across the world from our investments as well. We'll be fine, we have each other, Pinky promises."
