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Date: Not sure
Place: New York City, USA
Andria's POV
Everything around me is completely black. I can't see anything!! Why can't I see anything?!
Alright Dree, stop panicking. It is alright. Breathe in through the nose and out through the mouth.
Inhale. Exhale.
Inhale. Exhale.
Okay.
I was just kidnapped and my head is hurting like hell and I can't see anything. Any second now the kidnappers are going to kill me....
But it is okay. It's alright.
Inhale. Exhale.
Oh. My. God! I know why I can't see anything! It's because I haven't opened my eyes. Why am I such an idiot? I mentally slap myself.
I slowly open my eyes and become aware of my surroundings. I am in a glass case. My hands and my feet have clamps around them. I can't move. But I can yell.
I stop as soon as I open my mouth.
What was I doing? Whoever has brought me here wouldn't be careless enough to put me in a room that is near anyone who isn't one of them. I decide to look at my surroundings for anything that might give me a clue on where I am so I can tell my parents when they tell me to talk to them through the phone. I've watched enough mystery movies to know the standard procedure.
I am in a white room the size of a gymnasium. At the front of the room there is a white desk and a white chair. And the front wall is one big window. It is HUGE. And the view is absolutely breathtaking. I am in a building overlooking the Empire State Building.
/Woah. Who holds hostages in a place like this? And why did kidnappers like these guys kidnap ME? I mean yeah, my parents are kind of rich but it looks like these people have that much money already, if not more. Shouldn't these people be kidnapping the president's daughter or something? /
I shake the thought out of my head. I am just confusing myself. Okay so now that I know where I am, Part 1 of my plan is good. Now all I have to do is get out of this alive.
I look beside me and I see three other glass cases. I cannot see inside them so I do not know if they are occupied. However, something tells me that they are. So there are more of us? Good. The more the merrier. They can help me get out.
Suddenly a man walks in from a door that wasn't there before. He looks like he is in his thirties. He has a tanned face that looks very bored. His skin colour suggests he is Spanish but the shape of his face suggests he could be from any Eurasian country. He could probably say that he is from any part of the world and I would have trouble arguing against it.
His hair is falling on his face and he is wearing a V-neck shirt with ripped jeans. All of this makes him look younger. From the way he is walking I can tell he is very confident and knows what he is doing.
He stops walking when he reaches the desk and looks at me and then at the other glass cases and slowly the cases start to open. My clamps open as well.
How did he do that?
I get out of the case. And so do three boys from the other three cases looking just as flabbergasted as I feel. I look at the man expectantly. The man doesn't look very happy when he sees us. In fact, he looks so bored that it looks like he is going through Chinese torture.
"Good afternoon ladies and sorry to keep you waiting. You can call me Quinn. Welcome to the Zion Institute!" his deep voice echoes through the room.
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Nick's POV
LADIES? Do I look like a LADY to him??!
I look around me. There are two boys other than myself and one girl. Both the guys are jocks and look like male models. Ewwww....
The girl has glasses and she looks like she is analysing the whole room and committing it to memory. Weirdo.
"Before we start on the breaking-the-ice activities, I have been told to give you a mini introduction of the Zion Academy and the Zion Institute." He says this as if he has been saying it his whole life. "Oh and before anyone asks-we are not kidnappers...well, not really. And no, we are not going to kill you. I mean... if you die during one of our school assignment or something... it doesn't count. So yeah.
"Anyway, getting back to the point, I was told to show you guys the new tutorial video before taking you to the Labs where we will all get to know each other a little better." He smiles.
What kind of name games do these guys play in laboratories? I am starting to get the creeps.
"But," he continues. "I won't be able to do that since I wasn't able to be here on time." He gives us a guilty smile. "So I will just summarize the 15 minute video for you into 2 sentences and then we will go straight to the Labs. After your testing has been done, I will show you the video with all its details and go over the results. Alright?" He looks at us for an answer. When no one says anything he continues.
"Alright then. Let's see. I am sure you guys are wondering by now why you are here and what the Zion Institute is. So to put it short and sweet-the four of you happen to have "superpowers" and you are here so we can help you better harness these powers and use them for the purpose they were given to you. Capiche?" He searches our faces for our response but looks disappointed. No one has any expression on their face.
I digest what he just said. I have SUPER POWERS??! Is this guy kidding himself? I mean... I thought maybe I was brought here to be part of some really cool spy agency which employs kids....but super powers? Even my genius brain couldn't have thought up something THAT imaginative.
I burst out laughing when I notice how cliché all of this was. Is this for real? How stupid does this guy think we ARE?
I can imagine what my excuse for not doing my homework will be tomorrow:
'Umm....Ms. Smith, I couldn't finish the project because a psychopath kidnapped me and told me I have special powers and wouldn't let me leave until I could successful harness my powers.'
Yeah, she'll totally fall for that. Notice the sarcasm.
"What super powers do I have?" the guy beside me says. This guy is wearing designer clothes and the shoes I have been wanting to buy for the last 8 months. I hate him already. And what's up with him anyway? He looked so annoyed by all of this when I first saw him, but now he looks like he is absolutely amused. He is making fun of the man.
The man doesn't let on if he heard the teasing tone of the guy's voice and replies. "We do not know that yet. But we shall find out soon enough. Lets head over to the Labs." The man gestures towards a wall. Okay no I am SURE he is a nut crack. Does he really thing we are going to walk into that wall after him.
He starts heading for the wall when he is stopped by a question from another one of us.
"If you don't know what powers we have, how do you know we have powers?" This time it is the girl who speaking. However, I don't think she is making fun of him...she is genuinely curious. Is she really considering this to be true? Is she crazy?
The man smiles for the 100th time in the past 2 minutes and raises his hand as if to stop all of us from talking. "No more questions. Let's head over to the Labs right now. Something tells me the tests are going to be a bit more exciting than usual."
TESTS??! Did he just say tests?
The man walks over to the wall and puts his hand on it. A part of the wall parts and lead to a white corridor that seems to be going on forever. Something pushes me to follow him. So I do. I have a feeling I am going to regret this.
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