Destined To Die

1. Despair

I opened my eyes.

Darkness.

Darkness filled my vision, it was pitch black.

The sensation of hard, cold perforated metal on my body hit like rocks, I struggled to move my aching limbs into a sitting position.  My fingers looped through the holes in the metal, my weight leaning on them.

I slowly got to my knees, then carefully stood up, immediately falling on my hands, whatever i was in was moving up and fast...
I shuffled around, trying to find a wall in this strange place.

The strange box moved upwards rapidly and made horrible scratching and screeching sounds, hurting my ears and giving me a headache.

My hands gripped the dank, mesh metal wall. Using all my current strength, I pulled myself to a standing stance. I held unto the wall with all my might, while attempting to trace the walls of the room.
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I had just about made a full square before my hands slipped of the chilly metal and my whole body went toppling with it.
My head impacted with the floor, a small dribble of blood dripped from my head and into the abyss through the holes of the floor.

My head throbbed, everything around me acted as though a simulation to turn someone mad. As if everything was just made to make someone feel pain.

I wiped the remaining blood from the right of my forehead, and sat down against the wall, my head was spinning.

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Scar
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Scar
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Scarl...! The end of the word  became fuzzy.

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What is scar? Maybe it's a nickname for someone... damn my head hurts
I closed my eyes and lent against the damp metal wall.

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"Scar, get up! We're going to be late for breakfast"

'Jame it's finee' a whiny voice said.

"You know I hate it when you call me that! It's not my name!"

The girl smirked and rolled out of bed, 'Whatever, big B'

A loud alarm pierced my ears, snapping me out off my trance.
Who is scar? Hey... why can't I remember anything? Whats my name? Maybe I'm Scar...

It felt like hours passed, what was I thinking about, sc... sch??

I began to hyperventilate, panic filled my brain, my eyes blurred, my chest tightended.

Why can't I remember anything!?

I could remember nothing. My brain was acting as a blank page, a chance to restart, like when you have just been born and don't know anything.

My panicked breath turned into fear and despair, I was trapped in an 'elevator' going at who knows how many miles per hour up, showing no signs of stopping, and all I can see anyway is an endless pit leading to nothing.
Then my fear and despair turned into confusion and anger, then it felt as if everything stopped.

Who am I?

The question rang through my head, eating up at my insides.

Who am I?
Who am I.

My mind had taken over and I slammed my fist into the wall. I cried out, "JESUS CHRIST!" But No one could hear my screams, it felt as if blood was filling my lungs, I didn't know anything but yet I knew everything? I knew how to talk, how to do math, what water was, what fire was, I understood basic concepts but yet I didn't remember when I learned them, or where.

My knuckles had gone red and my hand hurt like a bitch.

Suddenly, a glint of light appeared in my vision from above, Something was there. But what? And this thing wasn't slowing down, the alarm blaring still rang in my ears, I was cold and wet, i wanted out from this cage. It was overloading my system, and the pain from my fist was all I could feel.

I felt like it was in slow motion, the cage slowly got closer and closer to the light.

I think it's going to crash.

I squinted my eyes, and there I saw, a wall, at the top of this place, there was a slither of light coming from the crack in the middle.
The closer i got, the lighter it got, I looked at what was in the elevator. About a dozen wooden crates lay scattered about, it was a miracle I hadn't fallen into to them.
I took a closer look at the crates, on them was a inscription in black, it said, W.C.K.D.

"W.C.K.D... that kinda sounds like..." I froze in my place, "Wicked."

But wicked means evil, was this place evil?
I don't even know what's going on. I mean, I'm trapped in a metal cage that has a bunch of creepy wooden crates in it, going very fast upwards and is about to crash into the ceiling, and all I can see around me is a never ending abyss.

Wicked suits this situation.

Then the moving box stopped.

I clutched the floor, not even daring to breathe in this terrifying situation. I looked up, I was about 2 centimeters away from the ceiling. Close one.

A window of light opened up from above me, the Crack widened until It was revealed the this 'ceiling' was infact some type of doors?
My eyes couldn't adjust to the new bright light, i looked up, beautiful blue skys with white clouds were up above, i looked away from the sky to see what else was around. Many boys... only boys?... stared down at me like a Guinea pig experiment.
I wanted to get up and run but my body wasn't strong enough, I pushed myself into the corner, attempting to get as far away from them as possible, but they surrounded me from all directions. I hugged my knees and took a few deep breathes.

Everything will be okay... right?
I sure hope so.

Suddenly, someone jumped down into my metal prison, a cute blonde boy with shaggy hair who wore a confused look on his face, nearly as confused as me. Then he spoke, "Its a girl..."

Who the hell is this, what's going on!?

I'm... scared.

Then everything went black, i felt my limp body hit my knees and lean against the wall.

The last words I heard were, "Quick! Someone fetch a medjack!"
Before I blanked and lost conciousness.

Everything went dark and I couldn't hear a thing.

I was so scared I must have fainted? Or... or maybe I died? Is this what death feels like?

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