Not just a Girl || Newt

Chapter 1

As I moved my hand over the cold metal. My fingers went through the gaps and my eyes sprung open. I breathed in, but something kept me from doing so. My body had a mind of its own I threw my head forward and I coughed up water.

I breathed in and took a glance at my surrounding. I tried to stand up but instantly fell down against a wooden crate because where I was – where ever that was – was moving at a high speed up.

Did I die? Isn't hell suppose to be down? I questioned. The wooden crate I fell against made a smaller one fall down. Different knives and silverware fell out of it. I quickly moved away before it could cut me, but a big butcher knife was faster.

It made a slight cut in my leg and I gave in a hiss. Blood started to pore out and I quickly put my hand over it in hopes it will stop quickly.

My body shook as I heard a loud siren making me again look up. Through the metal I could see some sort of roof. It was getting closer and closer. The cage I was in wasn't slowing down and I didn't need a scientist to figure out that I would crash against the roof.

I braced myself and held up my arms above my head, waiting for the impact. The cage I was in abruptly stopped and I flew a feet up, almost hitting my head. I fell down on the iron ground with a grunt.

I was dizzy and I felt sick to my stomach. I heard muffled voices coming from above me and the only thing I could think of was grabbing the knife closest to me. I held it in one hand and laid down on my side.

I put my long blond hair over my eyes so I could peek through it, but for the others it would seems that I was passed out or even dead. I heard someone jump down, making the cage shake. I held my breath and watched the way they moved.

The person squatted down next to me and slowly moved the hair away from my eyes. I quickly closed my one eye.

"It is a girl?" The guy with a weird accent said. I opened my eyes and without a clear thought in my head I moved my legs and hooked them under the weird accent guy. He smacked his head against the metal with a loud thud.

I quickly pulled myself up and jumped on a wooden crate and out of the weird cage. There weren't a lot of people in my way so I sprinted to a far end corner. As I ran I turned my head to see the people staring at me and 3 other people chasing me.

I quickly turned back around and made a beeline toward the woods. With the knife clutched in my hand I ran through the dark woods. I turned around to see if they were still chasing me. I didn't see them but I can hear them yelling.

I couldn't decipher what they were yelling, I didn't care.

I turned my head back around and made impact on something hard. I fell down on my but and let go of the knife in the process. I tilted my head up to see an ivy wall maybe around 300 feat. Vibrant green vibes growing out of the small cracks in the wall.

"Come, this way!" I heard behind me. I quickly got up from the cold ground and searched with my eyes for the knife, not finding it anywhere near me.

I heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. I swallowed a big lump and looked around. There was one big tree a few feet away from me with big branches.

I tucked my long hair back behind my ears and began to climb. I have no idea how I still have the strength to climb this tree.

I grabbed with my left hand a branch but it snapped. I almost fell down if it wasn't for my other arm keeping me up. I made my way up on the tree as high as I could.

The rustling of the leaves and broken twigs stopped and I held in my breath. I stood up from the branch I was currently sitting on and pressed my back against the tree.  Internally cursing when I noticed I was wearing a white top.

I saw a faint red dot on my white shirt and felt my head. I felt a slight sting, which made me retrieve my hand. There was a small cut on my head.

You have got to be kidding me. First, I cut myself in the leg and now I ran into a freaking wall and opened up my head.

I held up my hand against my head to stop the bleeding which kind of helped. It was just a small cut, but it still stung.

Three boys came into my view and I pressed myself more against the tree. The tallest had a buzz cut and blond hair. He wore a brown shirt with come leather binding around his underarm.

The second tallest was a guy with brown hair and he was wearing a blue shirt. "Where did she go?" The blue shirt guy asked the other two.

"She must be here somewhere, look around and be careful." The last guy answered. He had a shaved head and wore a white shirt.

"Alby." I heard a different voice. A fourth member came into my view and was wearing a orange tank. He had blond hair that stood up in all the directions. "We should split up. Thomas and I will look around this area and you and Gally look further down."

The guy in the white shirt whose name is Alby nodded and moved his was to the right with the guy in the brown shirt, who I now know is Gally.

These names are so unique, never heard of them. I thought to myself. I looked straight in front of me, totally forgetting the two people still below me looking around. What the fuck is my name.

"Thomas look." I got pulled out of my thought by the wear accent guy. I looked down slightly and saw them looking at the spot where I fell against the wall. Fortunately for me, nobody saw that.

I saw the two boys pick up the knife I was holding earlier. Great, I am stuck and they have a weapon.

I rolled my eyes at my stupidity. I put my hand down from my head and saw that the bleeding stopped.

I saw now the two boys investigating the wall and they moved their fingers on a small red spot on the wall.

You have got to be kidding me.

"She is hurt." I heard the guy Thomas say to strange accent guy. "Greenie come out, we won't hurt you." He yelled out and turned around.

The other one was quiet. He looked at the red spot and moved his eyes down over the fallen leaves. I tilted my head in confusion. His eyes trailed more and more over the leaves. He started taking small steps towards my tree.

Please don't tell me...

His eyes moved along the base of my tree all the way up until his eyes connected with mine.

"Hello Greenie."