Think of a world with 4 outcasted teens.
Once a bunch of childish children with their own lives like any other, but turned to teens with their precious memories taken away from them.
People can go through tragic things in their lives. But don't exag...
" Practice time's over, 230-TC. Back in your cell!"
I was thrown back into my cell after their little 'Practice' for me. I grunted, my body hitting roughly on the cold, metal, bloody room.
"Thanks a lot, bitch." I growled quietly, looking over my shoulder and giving them the side eye. The bastard scoffed mockingly and left, walking down the hallway.
I leaned my back against the cold wall and sat down on the floor, hugging my legs for comfort.
It wasn't always like this...what did I do wrong?
Flashback (3rd Person)
A bright morning like any other, down in a classic neighborhood common like most. A young girl from the age of 8 walked down the streets, the cars passing by as her quiet footsteps could be heard to some people.
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She entered one of the houses in the neighborhood which seemed to be where she lived in. Her feet could be heard inside the house one step at a time.
"Mom, dad! I'm back!" The young girl exclaimed as she went inside her home and dropped her bag on the side. She looked around, in search of her parents. "Hello? Anyone home?"
The young girl searched around from top to bottom. She hasn't found her parents yet. Where are they?
"Thank you both for your service."
"You're certain we won't regret this?"
"I can assure you, what you have done is for the safety of our kind."
Huh? The girl's head perked up as she heard 3 voices in the living room. 2 of the voices coming from her parents while 1 voice came from someone quite unknown to her memories. The young girl slowly entered the room, earning gazes of shock coming from her parents while an unknown man in a white coat stared at her with interest and satisfaction.
"Well, well, well. Seems like our delivery has arrived on time." The man said with a hint of satisfaction from his sinister smile.
This left the young girl confused, her amber colored eyes darted over to her parents. The tone of her voice was pure confusion, yet a hint of fear. "Mom, Dad?"
There was no answer. Her parents didn't respond to their daughter and looked away in shame and guilt seen deep down.
Two guards grabbed the young one and held her down. The child struggled in their grasp, as the guards carried her away from her own parents. She cried out for them, her voice could almost be heard in a few of the neighborhoods.
Yet no one came to save her....
End of Flashback (Back to ???)
They left me.....they could've looked at me in the eyes and say something but all they did was let them take me here to this....this....
"STUPID HELLHOLE!" I yelled out loud as my fist slammed the wall out of anger. A small dent was left on the wall with a few cracks and damaged bolts on it. I trusted them...I did everything I could to repay all the care and education they gave me, and this is what I get in return? Great, just fucking great.
What's my name? It's May. May Creati. I lived in this pit for 10 years...I don't think I can trust anyone else but myself...
