I would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared out of my mind. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t hurt. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel betrayed. The events from this morning kept playing over and over in my head, not quite getting what was happening to me, or maybe I just didn’t want to get it.
“Hey, Mom. What’s going on?” I asked after entering the living room and seeing two officers and an Enforcer. They all turned to look at me, but it was my dad who spoke up.
“You’re going to need to go with these men, Amelia. Now, don’t make a fuss about it and go. Remember how we raised you,” he said with a stern look. But I still wasn’t getting it. I couldn’t, no wouldn’t believe what my ears were allowing me to hear. Everyone was dead silent as they allowed me to process what I already knew. My own parents turned me in. Right when that thought came into my head, I started to hyperventilate.
“No, you promised! You said we would be okay! That everything would be normal!” I couldn’t help but yell at them. The officers instantly stood up at my outburst and started to slowly move around the couch.
“Honey, what you see is not normal. We could never be normal! These men will help you,” Mom said, nodding to the Enforcer. I shook my head as I turned running out of the house as fast as I could. Just as I burst out of the door an arm snaked around my waist. I let out a yelp as I felt a prick in the back of my neck. The scream I had died on my lips as I fell into a never ending darkness, caused by the sickly liquid coursing through my veins.
I couldn’t hold back the sob that escaped my lips as I curled into myself and hugged my legs to my chest.
I sensed them, before I saw them. The air dropped enough to where I could see my own breath and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I felt their eerie presence. I knew I would be the only one who could see them or feel the changes they brought with their existence. It was what got me here. In this cold, dark cell in only god knows where.
“No being special is what got you here,” one of them whispered. Of course I was the only one who heard them. I could never tell if it was a man or woman, adult or child, human or not. In the end it didn’t matter, because I still saw them. Whatever they were. They were always there. If I ignored them, they would make themselves known, and that always involved someone getting hurt. Maybe that’s why my own parents, my own flesh and blood, wanted me locked up and tested on. I know what happens to UnPures like me. They take us to labs and use us to try and find out why were like this and how we can be cured. I don’t know what they’re trying to cure us from. This isn’t just some disease. It’s our race.
As I looked up at the black swirling shadows, their stench of death burning my nose, only one thought came to my mind.
If there was a cure, I’d take it.
My thoughts were interrupted, by the sound of footsteps echoing off the stone walls. Voices soon followed after. I quickly pushed myself further into my cell, not stopping until my back hit the cold, damp wall. As they started to approach where I was I pressed myself further into the wall, trying not to be seen.
The shadows continued to dance across the walls and throughout the small space, some so close I could feel their ghostly chill on my skin, others clinging to me like I was their life source. I shut my eyes so tight I saw burst of colors behind my eye lids, I pulled my knees to my chest, and covered my ears, trying to block out their pleas and cries. I curled into myself shaking my head, repeating the words I always said, but it just seemed to make them angrier.
“I can’t help you. I don’t know what you want,” I whispered, gently rocking. My heart was beating out of my chest, and tears steadily rolled down my cheeks as I started to fear for myself. They started whirling around me, bouncing off the walls, creating a vortex like object around me. It was as if they were all yelling, but it came out a high-pitched squawking noise. I tried screaming, but no sound came, as my hair whipped around me and I cried for help. The blood was rushing in my ears and I buried my head into my knees, telling myself they couldn’t hurt me, and they weren’t actually there.
“Of course we’re here,” one screeched, reaching out to me. I whimpered as it gripped my arms. I couldn’t move any further from it as its death stained breath fanned across my face, but as I looked up into the monstrous being, all I saw was darkness. A big black shadow with no face and no soul.
As its grip was becoming unbearable and pain was started to shoot up and down my arms from the lack of circulation, something made them stop. It was if someone had hit a pause button. Then I heard a slight jingle of keys, and it seemed that they did also as they started to disperse, disappearing into nothing. The room seemed to return to its recent temperature and their stench gone with them. It was as if they had never been here, and it was all in my mind. I peered down at my arms, seeing nothing, where bruises in the shape of hands should’ve been. The cell door opened with a creak and again I curled back into a ball, praying silently.
“Is it my time already?” I asked dryly. I wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of my fear. It would just make them feel as if they had accomplished something, like they had more power over me. As I looked up, ready to see what sick human being would do this to someone, I sucked in a breath and my eyes widened in shock. Familiar dark black hair fell around her and her golden eyes literally glowing through the dark.
“Leena? I thought you were dead! How did you find me?” I asked all in the same breath. She quickly put her cold hand against my mouth, effectively making me quiet. More footsteps sounded throughout the rooms. My heart sped up and I cowered closer to her in fear. She seemed to notice this as she tried to assure me that we’d be fine.
“Look I’m going to distract them, but when I tell you to run, run. Okay? Just keep running and don’t stop for anything or anyone. Got it?” I nodded, not sure what else I could do. She stood up, peering out into the hallway. She nodded her head at me, motioning for me to get ready to run. I stood, my legs shaking under me, but slowly made my way over to see what she saw. A man was looking at the dead officer on the ground, not ten feet from us. He slowly looked around, trying to find out what had happened to him. Leena tapped my leg, signaling for me to go, but I couldn’t. I was frozen in fear. My legs wouldn’t do as I commanded them and move.
“Hey! You!” The man said, getting up and coming towards us. Leena pushed me in the other direction, before going straight to him and hitting him across the face, and kneeing him in the gut. He fell to the ground with a groan and sirens started going off and bright, red lights started flashing. Leena quickly grabbed my arm and started pulling me in the opposite direction.
“What part of run, didn’t you get?” she snapped at me. I quickly looked behind us and saw Enforcers running down into the chambers, before spotting us and calling after us. I pushed myself into a run, trying to keep up with Leena, but the long tunnels were like a never ending maze, with no way out.
“How in the hell do we get out of here?” she said frustrated, after turning around another left corner. I was panting, trying to get some air into my lungs, but I pointed to a small patch of light I saw, streaming from the ceiling. She grabbed my arm again, pulling me, faster towards the light, as we heard them gaining on us. My legs were on fire by the time we reached the ladder that led to a small door above us. She hurried me as I tried to climb the metal later, but once I reached the top the door wouldn’t budge.
“Leena, it’s stuck! It won’t open,” I said panicking. I tried again, harder, but it didn’t move. She quickly pulled me down and scaled the ladder, pushing at the door.
“Leena, hurry!” I said, seeing the Enforcers in their clad white uniforms, their weapons set and aimed our way. We couldn’t get caught. If we got caught, it would be back in that cell, back with the shadows, with no escape. My breathing started getting heavier, as the thoughts of what would happen if they did catch us, but with one final push and a crack the door finally gave way. I quickly followed her up through the hatch, and out into the busy, crowded street of the city. People shot us looks and some cursed at us as we ran into them, but went back to minding their own business.
“Calm down, and blend in,” Leena instructed me, pulling up the hood to her jacket. I looked around and noticed she was right; nobody was even looking our way. I heard yelling and people started pushing each other, but Leena quickly pulled me out of the way before I could see what the commotion was about. Once I turned and looked I saw the Enforcers that had been chasing us run past and through the horde of Pure’s, but my heart was still dancing on my tongue in worry.
“Come on, it’s almost sundown. We need to get going,” Leena said, walking in the other direction. I quickly followed her; afraid of what would happen if I didn’t.
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UnPure
Paranormal"For years now the Humans have been at war. Not with each other. No. We've found a new enemy. We first found out about the UnNaturals when they were in a war of their own. We of course had to get involved. They took many of us prisoners and for cent...
