The Kidnapping of Anya Forger

Anya part 2

Anya pov: My body hurts, and the doctor said it worked, and now he said I could study more tomorrow until I am fully recovered with rest. He cut me....he actually put my body to sleep, but.....not my head, as I stayed awake......witnessing the pain through my procedure. I couldn't make a sound at all, but just layed there, watching it as the blade touched my skin, then slowly started cutting open my skin, of tissue. It hurt, but.......at the same time I was numb to not feel it, yet I wished this never'd happened. How long will I be stuck here? Well I should probably close my eyes now, and rest until the next full days. Goodnight to me......I love you Papa.......Mama.......Becky......and....Sy-on boy.

As the little girl slept on her bed, the guard outside her door was overhearing her self talking, and felt guilty for bringing her in, then looked down in sorrow. Anya slept soundly in pain, yet she had another dream, where she was in a room all white, and nothing besides a door also colored white. She was scared a bit, but went up to open the door, as she did, she saw a bright light casting her whole body. It made her eyes hurt for a moment, but after adjusting to it, she opened her eyes to finally see her father, and mother standing there looking happy to see her. She soon began to cry, as she leaped forward to give them a hug, but only to turn into dust, as they were blew in the wind.

She was now more confused of what was going on, then it all went dark, as she looked around, she then saw behind her, a large hand trying to grab her. She never'd been so frightened in her life, then her legs began to move, as she was dashing off in the distance, but as she almost made it back home, the large rusted hand, grabbed her then made a horrific laugh. Her eyes widen to hear such a gruesome laugh, as she looked in horror. The voice belonged to a man who made her to now who she is right now. Another doctor, but with more psycho mindset where she can't even imagine meeting someone such as him.

He laughed even more, as she tried getting out of hus tight grip, but failed to succeed that accomplishment. All she could do was scream in terror, until she woken up out of her bed. She was panting fast, as sweat was pouring down to her head. The guard from out her door, bardged in, with his gun, until he noticed Anya looking more scared than ever. Without a single thought he walked up to her, slowly bending down, then bringing her close into a warmth hug.

She'd never'd expected someone as him could still have the heart to be kind, or caring even when kids like her go through tough times. She then carelessly put her head onto his shoulder, and rested it as her body began to hurt once more. She cried into his shoulder wanting to be home, than this lab, where kids like her end up in a difficult situation. He flinched in her movements, but relaxed as he put his hand on top of her head, stroking it slowly. It felt nice to her, as it reminded her of her mother back at home, whenever she felt sad.

As she was getting more tired, she finally drifted off into slumber land, then the guard tucked her into bed, then quietly exiting the room. He felt something in his heart, that made him feel warm, with comfort. He truly wished it lasted long, yet the girl needed rest, and sleep to regain her energy for the next test. That night he stayed close by to her door, and won't let anything happen to her, or any threatening way as possible. Somehow he felt bad for the way he mistreated the little girl, and was wanting to make it up to her any way as possible.

He stood there silent, as soon dawn broke, and he watched the sunlight hit him from a hallway window. It made him wake up more, but again he felt tired so the head mister let him go for two days. By the end of those two days he will return back to duty, and guard the girls door. Surely he didn't want to leave the girl, but the head mister insisted he shall leave, and to be back soon.

Guard- But sir-
Mister- Now I insist that you should go. Your tired, and worned out from you duty, so I protest, you go to get rest. By tomorrow you have to return to duty, understood.
Guard- Yes...sir
Mister-.......Is something troubling you?
Guard- Oh, uhh n-not at all, just tired.
Mister- Than go, what seems to be holding you back!?
Guard- Nothing, just worried something....may happen.
Mister- Worried for my safety, how admirerable. But go home. And be back tomorrow.
Guard- Yes sir.
Mister- Good, now be gone. I have much work to do.
Guard- Yes sorry for wasting you time sir.
Mister- Not to worry, good day.
Guard- Yes....good day to you sir.

Anya pov- He was worried for.....my safety!? I wish you luck Mister guard. And please get me out. Just rising hope I will get out.
I hope your doing okay Papa.....Mama....Becky...and.....you too.... Damian Desmond.