The Prophecy

Chapter Five

I didn't sleep, I stayed up the entire night until I knew I was myself again. By the time I left the workout room everyone was awake and in the kitchen eating breakfast.

I knew I was drenched in sweat and probably stank like horse shit but I never felt so much more alive. I still had so much energy that I didn't even know where it came from at this point.

"Hey kids." I walk to the fridge and take out the milk carton. I down it in seconds, tossing the empty carton in the trash.

"Ew." Casey scrunched up her nose.

"What the sweat or how bad I must stink?"

"You drank out of the milk carton. But that too." She scrunches up her nose.

I roll my eyes. "Anyways, I have to take a shower and get ready so do whatever you guys need to do and we'll meet in the living room in half an hour." I walk to the kitchen door only having to be stopped by Trevor and Fred.

"Woah where do you think you're going miss? You haven't even ate breakfast yet!" Fred nods in agreement. I grab a nectarine from the kitchen table.

"Hey that's mine!" Casey protests. I lick it all over. "Whyyyy?"

I smirk at the boys as I take a bite out of my fruit. "Oh look I'm having breakfast! Now move." I push them aside, making them stumble back as I hurry into my room before they could whine on about the importance of breakfast and quickly head to the bathroom.

I peel off my clothes letting them fall to the ground and seconds later I was inside the shower putting shampoo and conditioner into my hair and soap all over my body to get rid of the disgustingness. Then I was out the shower and changing into new pair of black clothes that the agency had left behind in my dresser.

I blow dried my hair quickly running a comb through it and left my room. To my surprise everyone was already sitting in the couch silently waiting for me.

"Here's the plan. You stay quiet, and don't cross me. Don't bother trying to be the hero because you'll only get yourself killed in the end. If you see anything from the outside world in those tunnels, run away. If I give you orders you follow them obediently if not there will be consequences. Now follow me, I have to gear up." I head to the weapons room grinning at the sight of all the deadly weapons in front of me like it was candy from a candy shop.

"Holy shit."

"Is this legal?" I turn towards Zach giving him an 'are you kidding me look.' Before refocusing on the task at hand.

I grab a weapon belt and latch it on my hip placing my gun on the belt. I grab a sword, placing it on the other side of my belt. Again I place my throwing knives in my boots, only 4 could fit on each boot. I tie my hair up into a pony tail as I look around the room looking for weapons I might have missed.

"Why can't we have a weapon?" Fred reaches out for a knife. I tear it from his hands and place it back on the rack.

"Don't hurt yourself cupcake. Come on let's go." I rush them out the door, on my way out I grab another gun just in case. "We go out the same way we came in. We keep moving until I say so then we go into another safe room."

Trevor appears from the kitchen with a sandwich in hand, thrusting it in my direction. "You didn't eat." True, I haven't. I left the nectarine in my trash bin, I only had one bite out of it.

I take it from his hands and take a bite out of it, ham and cheese my favorite. I smile at him, "come on Trev lets go." He nods, joining the rest of the group.

I place a hand on the wall, and soon there's a square on the ceiling. Everyone climbs up the ladder, I'm last of course so I can make sure we didn't forget anything or anyone then close up the square after I leave.