I still haven't figured out a cast for Quora (who will show up in the next chapter), and for the five year old version of Aralyn and Damon.
This is my first time writing something outside of fan fiction, so please let me know what you think! This is just the prologue, and it shows where Aralyn, Damon, and Narcissa first meet at the age of five. The rest of the story will take place when they are 15 and meet Jack and Quora (pronounce core-a).
Enjoy!
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I warn you, reading this could get you killed. Many have died trying to save us, and save the others. We have escaped, but the others are still there, trapped, with some dying as we speak. We are trying to save them, but we also have to save ourselves. You might not understand, but we’ve been here for far too long. All we can do is run. We are being hunted, so every day we fight to keep each other alive. If we have anything to say about it, they will never find us.
When we tried to find our parents, they were killed. They will stop at nothing to get us back. We are the fruits of the scientists’ labor, the only survivors, and we want to make sure the 'surviving' part the same.
Now that you’ve read this, will you listen to our story? Or will you run, not wanting to know what’s out there, or will you join our fight to stop this from happening to your siblings, you kids, your family members?
If you want to fight, or at least hear my story, read on. If not, leave now.
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It started when we were five. And by we, I mean myself, Damon, and Narcissa. I’m Aralyn, by the way. The scientists took us when we were five. They stole us away from our families, from everything we knew and loved, from everyone who knew and loved us.
Damon and I were taken together (from what I’ve heard from Narcissa, that’s rare). All we remember was walking to school, sometime in the spring. We had noticed a white car had been following us for a while, but we had ignored it. The next thing we knew, we were being thrown into the car, and a rag with a weird smell was held over our faces and we passed out.
When we woke up we were being thrown in a room with nine other kids, all of them just as scared as I was, and it looked like the same ages. All I can remember is clinging to Damon as the blonde haired girl walked up to us.
“I’m Narcissa, and don’t call me anything but.” She stared us down, daring us to challenge her.
Because I was too shocked to say anything, so Damon spoke up. “I’m Damon, and this is Aralyn.” And then the scientists had come in and our lives had changed forever.
They had injected us all with a gold looking liquid, saying that only the strongest kids would survive it. I remember the agony it caused the three of us, our only refuge being when we passed out from the pain.
When I woke up, Damon and Narcissa were asleep, so I shook them awake. When I noticed the other sleeping kids, Narcissa and I decided to wake everyone up. We shook all the kids, but none of them woke up. It was then we realized they weren’t asleep.
They were dead.
When I realized this, my eyes rolled back in my head and I fainted, as did Narcissa.
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As I came to, I realized I wasn’t in the big room anymore. It was pitch black, and tiny, with just enough room for me to lie on my side if I curled in a ball. When I looked at the other end of the small space, I realized what I was being held in.
A dog crate.
And then I realized Damon and Narcissa weren’t there. “DAMON! NARCISSA!” I screamed over and over again.
I heard a chuckle outside my cage. A male face suddenly appeared outside my cage, causing me to move as far away as possible.
“Looks like someone’s awake. Now she can go join the other two.” He turned away from me. “Number 12’s awake! Send her with number 6 and number 13.” There was a cheer from some other voices outside my cage. At that point I went into full blown panic mode. I started banging against the sides of the cage, “DAMON! NARCISSA!” I screamed until it turned into sobs.
The man came back. He held a small device right outside the cage. It had two small prongs on the top of it. I was scared when I saw a bolt of electricity flick between the prongs. The man opened the cage door, stuck his arm with the small device in, held the device up to my neck, and pressed a button.
The last thing I felt was a shock before, for the third or fourth time that day, I passed out.
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Thanks,
Jessica <3
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