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Chapter Four: Discovered

I heard the wind being knocked out of the guard as my sister swung her head back into him. I turned away and threw a punch in the direction of my opponent, I missed and he grabbed my hand, twisting it backwards and holding my arm in a painful position behind my back.

"Nice move" I grunted, throwing my free arm backwards, and nailing his gut with my elbow. He gasped for breath and stumbled backward, releasing my arm. I gave him one hard kick to the side and he collapsed to the ground. I put my foot on his chest and leaned forward.

"What's your name baldy?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Wow! What a nice kid Aileen and Patrick have here!" He managed through gasps. I flinched at mention of my parents' names, and hoped he hadn't notice. Leaning harder on his chest I said though gritted teeth,

"Thanks, but that's not what I asked.".

"Dr.Clery" he spat wile sucking in a hard breath. I lifted my foot a little bit, letting him breath.

"Clery... That sounds so familiar...." I said under my breath. Amy gasped. And that's when it hit me; Clery was my mom's maiden name. Darn. This Irish freak is my uncle!

"You can't be my uncle, you're...." I got cut off when there was a click by my head and the tip of a gun was shoved into my neck. I froze, my foot still on Dr. Clery's chest. I raised both of my hands and turned around, keeping the toe of my boot on my supposed uncle, pressing hard. "Hi." I sneered. "I'd keep me mouth shut if I were you, my friend Gunther here has very limited patients." Came the thick Irish accent from beneath my foot. I turned around and glared at Dr. Clery. Before I had time to turn around again I impacted a hard blow to my left cheek, coming from behind me. I lost my balance and fell to the ground, hitting my head hard. My vision blurred but I turned my head just enough to see my baby sister unconscious on the ground across the camp. A cloth was slapped over my nose and my world went black.