The Bridge

Training

"Wow," I said in shock, "This place looks like a gym!"
"That's because it is a gym," Zack says as he walks out a door. "What's the kid doing here, Nick?"
"This is the newest addition to team Nick!"
"Well, he better not slow us down," Sam says as she walks out another door. Then Michael walks out another door. How many doors does this place have? "He won't slow us down at all, Sam, because you're training him," Nick says with a smirk. "Tsk," Sam says as she goes back into the room. Then I look at Michael. He looks at me back and then goes back in the room. "Why doesn't Michael ever talk?"
  "He thinks talking about something without any importance or significance is a waste of time, which is pretty stupid if you ask me," Nick replies, "Anyway, let's head to your room, James."
  "Damn, kid, if you're joining us, then that must mean Nick is getting desperate for members because by the looks of it, you're softer than a pillow," Zack says as he slams the door to his room. "What the hell is his problem?"
  "Beats me. Zack is usually more composed than this. I'll go talk to him later, for now, get some rest, James. You're room is right over there beside Sam's." Once I walk into my room, I immediately see that there is no furniture whatsoever. It's just an empty room. I think my jaw dropped enough to reach the damn floor. Then I hear my door open, "Oh and by the way, in team Nick, you have to earn everything you need with the exception of a room. So if you want food, a bed, or whatever it is you need, do your duty, which you'll find out tomorrow. Welcome to the Surveillance Division, James." I had to lie down on the floor and sleep there. Once I fell asleep, I immediately saw a war. I saw Nick, Zack, Sam, and Michael fighting in Heaven. Then I saw Ronny in a cell being tortured. What the hell is happening? Why am I here watching my friends being tortured. Then I saw an explosion. I then saw corpses of people everywhere. What the hell is this? Where am I? This shit is crazy! "Wake up, sleepyhead," Sam says as she puts a pillow on my face. Damn, all I saw was just a dream. "C'mon. It training time."
"Yes ma'am," I say with hesitation. I check the clock once I go outside my room. 4:00 a.m. Jesus, do these guys even sleep? Sam led me into a room with a double door. Damn, the place was huge, but empty. Sam then threw a large bamboo stick at me. "Show me how you fight, new kid," she tells me as she get a much smaller stick. "You underestimate me too much," I say with confidence. "We'll see about that," she replies with a smirk. Then I started to charge towards her. I won't let these people look down upon me. I started attacking her with All my Might. Yes, she can't do anything but defend. My attacks are pushing her back! Suddenly, she escaped my barrage of attacks. She so fast! I can't even see her movements! Then I feel her hit my gut, then my leg, then my neck, and finally my head. I couldn't do anything. She was way too fast. "Tsk, amateur," she says as she walks away, "Come on, I'll show you how to fight." At that moment did I realize that this was a new start to my life. However, I can't stop thinking about Ronny and mom. Don't worry about me, guys. I'll come back and save you all from them.

"We should have never let him escape."
"We should have stopped him when we had the chance." I kept hearing this shit every day since James left. I always thought that the Saviors were good people, but I didn't know they were pricks. "Now Ronald, let me ask one more time, where outside Heaven could James have gone?"
"Go to hell you fake bastards," I say as I spit at their lame-ass masks. "Very well then, we'll find him ourselves. For the time being, cut off his hand, Marcus."
"With pleasure, sir," Marcus says. Damn, shoulda know this guy was working with these bastards. I think they might be showing me mercy considering what happened to her. Damn, James, I couldn't protect her. I'm so sorry.