Taken

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I wake up to ice cold water being splashed in my face, followed by an annoyed voice saying: "Get up, you lazy teen. Time for your first test."
I obeyed and stood up. I looked at the speaker and saw Trip. I followed him down stairs, to tired to resist.
We approached a room with white walls with a mirror on one side and white tiled flooring. In the middle of the room was a glass table. The door shut behind me and I looked around confused on what I had to do.
Suddenly a dagger appeared on the table and the door opened. A big muscular man entered. A speaker some where crake led and a voice said: "Test one; kill or be killed."
I grabbed the knife on the table knowing that this wasn't going to be good.
The man approached me and I swung the knife out in front of me. I missed and the man took advantage of the moment.
He threw me against the wall, knocking the knife out of my grasp. Helplessly I crawled over trying to revive the knife. Pain gathered in my stomach from where he had kicked me-sending me flying back into the wall.
He walked over and grabbed the knife. While his back was turned to me, I got up and grabbed the glass table and threw it at him. I heard him gasp. He fell to the ground knocked out. I reached the knife, not sure what to do. Of course I wasn't going to kill him. 'He tried to kill you,' a part of my mind argued. The man stirred and moaned. I didn't want to kill him but like the voice on the loud speaker had said 'kill or be killed.' the man moaned again as I stabbed him in the chest.
Blood poured out of the wound. The crimson liquid stained the floor and gathered in a puddle.
The voice on the loud speaker sounded again; "Test one: complete." A green noxious gas filled the room and I passed out.

I woke up on the couch in my "room." I sensed a presence and I looked around wearily. No one was there. "I was just be paranoid," I thought to myself.
The thoughts of what happened before I was knocked out flooded my mind. I gasped. I finally realized what I had done. I killed a man.
"I killed a man." I repeated out loud.
I killed a man for no reason. He was probably just trying to survive, just like me.
I killed a man.
I felt a tear stream down my cheeck. I wiped it away with my hand.
A knock at the door brought me back from my thoughts. The door opened and a man walked in. Trip.
He placed a tray of food on the ground and left. The door. Closed behind him and a click sounded.
I wondered if all the tests were going to be as intense as the first one. I walked over and grapes the tray of food. I are it all in a matter of seconds. It satisfied the hunger that was stirring in my stomach.
Bored, I took out the game boy that Ash had given me. I hadn't seen Ash in a while.
Panic risen up in my throat. What had happened to him? He was the only person in the house that was remotely nice to me. I banged on the door and called out.
The door opened and I saw the lady with black hair staring back at me. She looked very annoyed.
Gathering up confidence, I finally asked her. "What happened to Ash?" I demanded.
She slammed the door in my face and locked it. "RUDE!" I called out after her. I sat back down on the couch. I took out he game boy and tried to control my wandering thoughts.