The Experiment (Discontinued)

Chapter 3 : Escape

______:Hazel's dream:______

I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me. It was the same dream I had been having for the past week. I was back in my terrified 12 year old body. A deafening screech could be heard close behind me. I began to run faster as I knew what it would lead to. It always ended in the same way. No matter what I tried...it was always the same brutal ending. I stopped running to realize I was in front of a tall black wall. I recognized it from yesterday. 'Ok, back to where I was last time. Now to find that light like yesterday and reach it on time.' I thought. I turned to my left to see a bright light in the shape of a rectangle. It looked big enough for my little body into fit through. Unlike that thing I'll be able to make it to the other side without any problems. Once I caught my breath, I began to run once more but this time was different. This time, I have a destination. I glanced over my shoulder to see if the beast was there. It was stood by the wall glaring at me. I was a bit confused. Why wasn't it chasing after me? I guess it didn't matter since now I could get out of this hell hole after so long. I just let out a sigh of relief and turned around running even faster. I finally made it through the door way and burst through. I was in a clearing in the middle of the woods. The sky was dark and the full moon was shining in above in all its glory. I looked down to see a tomb stone in front of me. It read...'Hazel Elsher.' 

I awoke from my dream in covered in sweat. I looked down. Just a dream. Just a dream. I looked around remembering what had happened before I fell unconscious. It seems I was taken by yet another  supernatural. Although they were still a werewolf, it seems that they had taken me somewhere else completely. I looked around and took in my surroundings. I then spotted a window. A window! Honestly, sometimes I wonder how all powerful beings such as werewolves and vampires can be so dumb. I climbed out of the bed and towards where it was located. I twisted the handle and luckily it was unlocked. I began to open it when I felt a hand wrap around my arm. I was then flipped around and pushed down to the floor. I landed with a thud and groaned in pain. My arm that was being held felt like it was broken. I looked up to see who my attacker was but when I did no one was there. I got up and clutched my now broken arm. I turned to the window and saw the person that had beat up that maid in the hallway. So that's why I didn't see anyone when I looked up. He turned towards me and gave me a death stare. In return, I glared at him dead in the eyes. Big mistake. He lunged towards me and I closed my eyes bracing myself for what might happen next. After 30 seconds had passed, I have in and decided to open my eyes. I was met by a harsh impact on my cheek causing me to fall to the ground. I touched my skin where i had been slapped and man did it hurt. I looked toward where the man was and he looked down at me with disgust. I trembled as he bent down and touched my wound. A shiver went down my spine and I slapped his hand away before he could touch my hair. His look of shock soon turned to sudden rage. He grabbed me my neck and lifted me off the ground. I gripped his wrists with my hands and began digging my nails in until blood was visible. He scoffed and then let go. I dropped to the ground coughing. I put my hand to my neck and began rubbing it so the pain would minimize. I looked up at him and he looked away. He walked out the door and didn't say another word.

As soon as I was sure he wasn't coming back, I rushed to the window trying to open it once more. Not surprisingly, he had locked it. I began banging on the glass until a little crack appeared. My hands were bloody from the constant banging and I was drenched in even more sweat than I did when I woke up. However, something so little and irrelevant like that wasn't going to stop me from escaping. I began to smash harder into that one area and the crack began to expand. After the last hit, it finally gave way and glass exploded everywhere. I panted. I took a brief break before looking up at the shattered window. Without further delay, I swiftly jumped out. Before I hit the ground I felt a hand grop onto the end of my clothes. I looked up to see the man. No. No, no, no, no. Not this time...I will escape! No matter what! I screamed and scratched at his hand. I looked up and did the unimaginable. I leaned my head towards his hand and bit it. He let go and gripped his hand. I fell down to the ground as he yelled orders at the guards. I touched the ground and a wave of pain shot up through my leg. I cried out in pain as I limped to the closest tree. I looked up huffing from exhaustion. Shoot. They're going to be here any minute. What am I supposed to do. Before I could think of anything, a tall and familiar man stood before me.

"Geez, you do like to get yourself in trouble. I guess I should make a self note not to leave you alone for a long time," said a deep voice.

It was Zayn!?

Before I could say anything else, he scooped me up and held me in his arms. I was too tired to even resist so I just let him carry me. He turned around and was about to begin walking to the facility but was stopped when he heard a voice behind him. I realized it was the werewolf that closed the window and not the one that took me from the vampire's lab. I opened my mouth and was about to tell Zayn to be careful but he put a finger to my lips to hush me. My face reddened with embarrassment and I turned my face away from him.

"Don't waste your energy, Hazel," he said softly. He then looked back up, "I'll deal with this guy."

"What can you do?! A lowly vampire like you! You're worthless compared to me! You're-" he yelled at Zayn.

Zayn snapped.

He couldn't even finish his sentence before his head was chopped clean of by just a twist of Zayn's hand. I started to shake uncontrollably. I started coughing up blood and I could feel the running of feat and sirens blaring. The last thing I saw before I once more blacked out was the worried expression of Zayn. Why would he be worried about me? I'm just a tool he uses to achieve power. Why would a higher up...be worried for a weak human like me? It just doesn't make sense. I then blacked out once more. I really had to stop doing this.

____: Hazel's dream once again :____

I was in front of the white door with no monster in sight. I sighed knowing full well what was behind it. Without thinking, I walked through the door. Instead of being greeted by the scene I had seen before I was in the clearing but there was no grave. I suddenly heard voices and they were getting closer. I quickly hid behind a tree scared that they might see me. As they came into view, I could see a girl with white hair and red eyes. Was she a vampire? There was also a man that I recognized as......Zayn!?

"So, what did you want," the girl said.

"Hazel, you know what you get when you speak to me with such disrespect," he said.

"Wait...did he just-" my thoughts were rudely interrupted by the girl or I guess I should say me- anyway, I heard her let out a small scoff before looking away.

I then saw Zayn reach into his pocket. He pulled out a gun! Other me looked back and had a shocked look on her face. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger and there was a deafening ringing in my ears. I had closed my eyes not wishing to see the death of myself. When I opened them other me was lying in a puddle of her own blood. I was in fear. I started trembling. That's when I felt a touch on my shoulder. It gripped me tighter so I turned around. Zayn was pointing a gun to my head. I opened my mouth but he pulled the trigger. BANG!

_________:end of dream:_________

I jolted up. I saw that I was back in my room at the Vampire's lab. I looked towards the door and saw Zayn. He turned away as if he didn't want to look at me. I looked down displeased with his reaction.

"Your inhaler is in the second drawer on the right in your desk," he said with no emotion at all.

I simply nodded.

I walked over to the desk once he left. Instead of taking out my inhaler, I took out my makeshift Journal. I turned to a clean page and wrote:

               What is Zayn hiding
    And what are his true intentions?

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Sorry for the late update I was kinda busy. If I cant post I'll make sure to tell you.

Until chapter 4!

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