Zombie Wasteland

The Kidnapping

   *Knock knock*. "Come in." A scruffy looking guy with brown hair, a torn green shirt, eyes of that of a wild animal, and a chain neck less with a lock on it comes in. "Yo~." The scientist had an annoyed look on his face. "Did you finish the job?" The scruffy guy smirks wildly with with an evil look in his eye.

   "Not only did we kill them, we also found out they were hiding a child, to be more precise, 'their' boy child." "Hmm interesting. With their kind of genes, it's understandable to keep something like that hidden from us." He pauses to think. "It would be a waste to just just kill the boy... bring him here." "Got it mister boss man~."

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   Who were those guys? They just come busting in and took mom and dad and then dragged me by the arm and threw me... into a really dark and gloomy room? Looking around it look like this place could use a dust sweeper and it smells like they cooked smoky the bear. Coughing from the smoky air,  I nearly coughed one of my eyes across the room. The lights are off so I can barely see my hand in front of my face.

       *Step step step*, Someone's coming! I tense up, preparing myself for anything that might happen. I was so tense that if something popped up in my face I think I would nearly pee my pants. *Flick* the lights turn on, the brightness made me flinch filling my eyes with spots. when my vision clears, there is a scruffy looking guy with bloodlust in his eyes.

        "Hey brat, get up time to go." Go? Go where and with a sick psycho like him? No way i'm going anywhere with that guy! Not until they tell me where my parents are. "Tell me where my parents are!!" *Smack* My right cheek throbs with pain. Ok so maybe I wasn't ready for that... daggum! What? Is his hand made of thorns or something?? The guy stares at me with a glare in his eye... maybe his eyes are made of thorns. 

   "Look kid, if I were you I would shut my mouth and follow me before I get the urge to kill you." With that bloodlust in his eyes, I don't think that he was lying about the "kill you" part so I took his advise and blindly followed him. 

  After having my feet turn 2 dimensional from walking so long, we came up to this big steel door. Since I don't know his name... nor do I want to know it, i'm just gonna call him Scruffy guy. Scruffy guy takes out a black and red card and swipes it threw a slot next to the door. Man everything is white and mechanical... what is this, a sci-fi movie??
     

       The door opens and we walk up to this normal looking door.  Scruffy guy busts threw the door, his attitude totally changed, "Yo~ i'm back did ya miss me??" A guy in a while lab coat turns around. I scan him over.

       He's wearing glasses and he has very little hair on his chin, he's tall with white hair and eyes so brown they almost look black. He looks like a normal scientist but something about him doesn't feel right... the air around him is so filled with bloodlust it feels like gravity is pushing down on me. This guy is bad, not like I smoke and I have piercings bad, more like i'm gonna kill you if you even think of moving an inch without my permission bad.

        I snap back to reality when the guy in the white lab coat starts speaking. "No, I was actually enjoying some peace and quite without you around, Region." 'Region' is that Scruffy guys name? "Aww c'mon don't be so cold, Mike!" "I thought I told you to stop calling me by my first name." 'Mike' Punches region on the head. Jeesh if that's how he treats his friends I would hate to see how he treats his enemies... he looks at me and I get tense.
   
     He starts walking towards me and I want to run but my legs wont move. He gets closer and squats down to the height of a 10 year old. "What is your name and age, tell me under 10 seconds or i'm gonna get that idiot over there to kill you." I wanted to say, 'you bust into my home, take my parents somewhere unknown, kidnap me, and give me bloodthursty glares and you expect me to tell you anything?' But, it was because of that bloodthursty look that I just plainly told him, "My name is Ren and i'm 10 years old."

       He smirks and walks over to his table and opens a cabnet. He takes out a shot, needle, and something else. He sticks the shot in the 'something else' and liquid starts pouring into the shot. I have an uneasy feeling that shot is meant for me. And as if on que, he walks over and prods me with the needle.

      In the matter of seconds I feel like I just got out of a washing-machine. I wobble as my legs and voice get weak. As everything around my goes blacker than that man's eyes, I try to say, "w-what did you..." then I pass out.