Departure

Castle

Voices, they call to me. They told me to kill. How could I? I am chained to a wall with Steel chains. I was here....in this cell for years. All that time, I never saw anyone or anything. Not even the light. I am lonely. I don't know who created me; I just sit in a corner, my faces buried in my knees and dig my nails into my legs to ignore the pain. I don't even bothering to look up. Because what is there to look at? Nothing but pure darkness, and lost memories trying to stitch themselves up. When I open my eyes, they fade away...I stopped keeping track of the days. It wasn't worth doing. I tried a few times attempting to get up from my corner, crawl my way to the door and try to open it. I banged and scratched on it-nothing. I could feel that the door was weak from past failures attempting to escape. Some parts were damp due to blood stains and rusty chains. I'd bang on the door until I could feel my own dents. Nothing happened. So I'd rest my head on the door and slowly sink down to the floor weeping.

I was tired of it. years was long enough! I try to weave a single hand sign, but my chains restrained me. I moved closer to the wall, and tried again. It worked! Fire quickly wraps itself around my hands as I grasp the chains and try to melt them. Melting them with only using one hand wasn't working. So I melted them off one-by-one. First my wrists, then ankles, neck and finally head. All of a sudden, I hear footsteps-quick ones. I sense them coming toward my cell. Two boys. Probably around my age.

"Dude, are you sure it's safe? People are saying that 'thing' is in here" one of them said

"She's probably dead! No one can survive years in this place..." the other said.

They weren't ninja. Just normal teens...They spoke again.

"Hey! I found some key-"He paused "Hey...is that...?"

I could feel them at the door of my cell. No way had those guys found the RIGHT keys. I silently and quickly wiped of the melted metal on my shirt. The outfit that I wore consisted of a white V-neck shirt and white knee-length pants. They were no longer white due to dirt, blood stains, rust, and now a new stain-melted metal. I tensed as their bodies touched the door, trying to hear if anyone was in here. I tried my best to be dead silent. They knocked on the door hard enough to make it echo in my cage.

"Hello? Are you in here? Uhh...001?"

Oh yeah? How would I know if you won't kill me? I thought.

All of a sudden, the door clicked. I truly tensed, waiting for and sign of movement.

Another click.

I just remembered that the door has eight locks. Two down, six more to go.

Another click.

I felt a burning sensation on my back, as it started to spread. I already knew what it was...and what it will do.

Another click.