Where It All Began

Chapter 13

PIC OF NIKITA (yeah she'll be coming) 

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"Okay, now that we know what's going on let's get out of here..." Emma whispered backing away from the rail. I nodded sadly as I looked away from my family to come face to face with a nosel of a gun aimed straight at me.

I shrieked and moved back against the hard surface of the balcony as Emma moved back with me grabbing my hand for comfort.

"ulineun chan eul chaj-assneunji bwa" One of the guards spoke hungrily to the other.

"uli hadeu geunlojaui chilyo cheoleom boineun" The one in front of me spoke as he placed the gun aside on a table and moved back over to me as the other did the same to Emma.

Something in my stomach didn't feel right. Why weren't they taking us down to where everyone else was held captive?

"yeogiwa!" Mine shouted at me pointing to the spot in front of him. I gulped and looked at Emma, not knowing what he wanted.

"yeogiwa!" The male solider shouted again and with tears escaping my eyes I moved to the spot in front of him.

He looked at me with cold grey eyes and placed a finger under my chin pushes my face this way and that. After he was satisfied with what he could see a large hand moved up infront of me and connected with my face pushing me with a great force to the ground.

I winced in pain and heard the ring of a belt being undone.

"Jess!" I heard Emma shout as her guard through her into the nearby wall.

"Emma!" I cried back grasping to my knees so I could crawl to her. This was not happening.

I felt my feet fall from under me and I was flipped over to face the man with the cold grey eyes. He straddled over me and grabbed my hands that were trying to pry him off down beside my head.

I struggled and cried out as I tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but there seemed no escape. His face came closer to mine as he smiled a cruel smile motivation seemed to spark in me. I thrusted forward with my head with as much force as I could muster in that situation and belted my head into his causing his grip on me to loosen as he groaned with pain.

I used this opportunity to shove this pathetic excuse for a human off of me and stand up to my feet.

With tears flowing down my cheeks and sobs erupting out of me, I kicked with all my might into his privates and spat on his withering body.

"Bastard." I spat kneeing him in the face.

"Look out!" I heard Emma yell from behind me. I flung around quickly with just enough time to see the guard that was attacking Emma's fist connect with my face.

I staggered back not falling this time as I tried to clear my blurred vision. I turned to face the soldier and saw Emma standing over his body with a chair held tightly in her grip. Her t-shirt had been ripped open at the front and tears had stained her rosy cheeks.

"Emma..." I whimpered as I moved over to her.

She was a statue.

"Is...Is he dead?" She whispered back still holding onto the chair for defence.

I looked down at the soldier she had just hit. He was either dead or he had been knocked out.

I grabbed the gun from the table and took in a deep breath.

And I pulled the trigger.

All emotion instantly washed away from me.

"Now we will never know which one killed him." I replied emotionlessly as I grabbed Emma's hand still holding the gun.