Journey Home (Short Story Collection)

The Search Part 1

What started off as any normal morning...

Standing on every corner of the facility.

A war among them and the youth. Perhaps it has gone on for too long, but it would only end in one way. The parents ensure safety for their loved ones.

Children are hidden from the preditors.

If it hadn't been, the governments plan to experiment on children of the ages of ten to the age of sixteen.

"Hey Erv, boss needs you now." Erv's comrad announces, his stature firm and bold.

Erv worked for the government for two years. His progression through the years had taught him what it means to be a warrior. His job allowed him to see inside the minds of the leaders.

Many ages ago, his parents were killed in their home.

He was five.

His sister Maise was missing. This job offered insight on her whereabouts and where she came from to end up there. Maise never left a note saying goodbye or if she would come back.

"Someone help, please! We're stuck here..." cried some of the children.

"We need medical supplies." Cried another.

Erv kept his composure, now at the door; he entered inside.

"Erv, take a seat."

"I prefer to stand, sir."

The boss nods, "I need you to actice P5!"

Erv gulped. "P5? Are you sure?"

"You've seen the first four fail. We can not allow it to happen again. Prepare everyone for it. Once you do so, ensure your man wasted no time..."

Erv went back to his station thirty minutes after informing his comrads.

Paitents C5, L5, and D5 paced in circles. C5 pounded on the door, cursing every chance they could.

"That door will never open." L huffed.

"You can say that again."

"Both of you shut up." C yelled.

They started screaming at each other.

No one came.

"What sicko's can do this is." D cries.

"I want to go home."

"What do you think they want?" M questions.

The three of them rest beside each other. Their room was small, with no official light. The only light given for them came from the nightlight.

As time went on, Erv made rounds. He passed by P5 rooms; the war beyond his home has grown worse. His body ached for some rest and food.

Raiden

Little Day

Jax

Scout

For the past years, each child was lost to failed projects.

Erv is unnerved by it all. "Erv."

"There's an issue."

"What kind of issue?"

Alarmed sounded.

They rush off, stumbling upon the locked room wide open

All of the rooms are empty.

"Shit." Erv radioed immediately, "attention warriors P5 has escaped. We need every inch of the building searched throughly." Erv orderes.

"Copy!"