A/N: This one is kind of short :/ really sorry for that!
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Matt spun around.
"Who's there?!"
He looked around but nothing was there. He heard something on the other side. His mother's body was getting more clear in the light. Matt looked down again and he felt a tear start falling down his face. He went to wipe it away when someone grabbed him from behind and covered his mouth.
"If you want to live, you say nothing and come with me," said a voice. It sounded demented, both a female and male voice but jumbled into one. Matt looked down at his parents bodies.
A voice was talking to him in his head. 'They did this. You know they did this. And they have to pay for it...'
He grabbed the person's arm and flipped them over. They felt extremely light compared to what a normal man's weight was. Matt looked down. The person was lying on the ground on their back and groaned.
"I'm not doing anything for you! You killed them and you have to pay for it!" Matt went to kick them but was only met with a heavy armor plating and a lot of pain in the foot. The person stood in the light and Matt saw that they had black armor on and a Spartan helmet. 'No way....' They looked down at him and grabbed the back of his shirt, threw him over their head and slammed him down. Matt rolled over onto his side, he started coughing out blood. The person walked towards him and kicked him sending him sliding across the floor, hitting the wall. They came back over and put their foot on top of Matt's neck, slowly putting more pressure on him and cutting off his breath more and more. But then they stopped.
Then they reached for their helmet as if they had an ear piece on. They looked down at him and released him. He gasped for air and got on his knees and hands, coughing. The person grabbed his shirt and lifted him up.
"You're lucky kid." The voice stat-icky but then cleared to be a woman's voice.
"Someone wants you alive..." She punched him in the face, knocking Matt out and dropping him to the floor.
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~Matt's POV~
There were bright lights and people all over the place. Something tight and clear was around my mouth and I had a HUGE headache. I heard a couple voices talking a few feet away from me.
"Eh, it's just like that one down in Bakersfield in Texas."
"Yeah.... How we gonna tell the kid?"
"What? That he murdered his own parents?"
"How do we know it was him? It could have been someone else and made it look like it was him."
"He had the gun in his hands, fingerprints all over it and there was no sign of forced entry."
"But he had bruises all over himself and blood was-"
"-You've been watching Criminal Minds again, haven't you?"
"Maybe.... but it doesn't look like a regular homicide! He's innocent and someone else did this."
I gave up trying to listen to them and tried to move my arm. Something was holding it down and I looked at it. There were straps and a bunch of stuff around me. I continued to figure out what was happening. There were medics by me and a bunch of officers. Then the two men that were talking came over by me. I looked at them with my one good eye while the other one was getting rained on.
"Hey! Look who's up!" The first one said. He had a metal badge on but this one said 'Detective Batler'
'What are they doing here? What's going on?'
The other man stepped up. "Quit it. He's only 14."
"So?"
The man sighed and looked down at me. "Hey, how you feeling?" I tried to talk but it hurt like hell and I winced in pain. "Oh, yeah. Hey, take it easy, you've got some broken ribs and your neck was really bruised. The docs are gonna take you to the hospital and then they'll do a full examination there." I looked at his name on his badge. Detective Flowers. 'That's a weird name...' I did the only thing I could do, I gave him a thumbs up. Other than that I couldn't lift anything else.
"Eh, just take it easy kid, it's gonna be a while till you'll gonna be able to move. The docs will take care of you," Detective Balter said. "Take him out!" He yelled to the medic's moved the bed I was on and put me in an ambulance and we sped down to the hospital where they moved me to a room and did the examination there.
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Fight scene's.... I'm gonna fix it don't worry. I hope you guys can understand why it took me so long to do this. Sorry...
I'm working on the next chapter right now so it's on it's way :)
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