Victoria

Arrival/prologue

I was nine and in year four. My best friends name was Alisha and we always walked to school together, with Alisha's mum of course. Alisha was sick that day so I went on my own, despite my mums constant nagging about creeps around every corner and so on.

I don't have a father, he left. My mother was an orphan so we  didn't have any other family, we provided for ourselves. That's why she didn't walk me to school. She didn't know that I went alone and that's how my horrible day started.

The walk to school was rather lonely. I was nearly there, just about to turn down the street that our school was on. There was only abandoned brick buildings on the current street I was on, so they had hardly any cameras on that street. I heard people calling my name, which being the naive girl I was, instead of running away, I followed the noise back to the source. Which once I realised was no one I knew,  I turned to sprint in the other direction but a guy jumped from behind a big blue rubbish bin, blocking my path.

"Get out of my way." I yelled with all the courage I could muster.

" Drake will like this one. She's pretty and demanding and ..............feisty." He smirked at me while the other just smoked leaning up against the wall.

"Drake likes them all remember he picked them. They should be here soon, we should prep her now."

"Prep?! What does that even mean? Why do want me? I have school." School is expensive for us, so I go every day and because of that I have perfect attendance. My grades are perfect to, straight A's. I actually had the highest IQ in the year 4 -5 range of students.

"He needs another fighter to replace the last fighter which, died a painful death. We are preparing you for your trip." He looks me dead the eyes as he spoke. I look over to the other to see him still smoking. Rubbish boy now has a black scarf, which is making the situation more frightening, if that was even possible. The fact that he said the one I'm replacing died painfully scares me even more. I don't understand why there just standing there, not really moving. Rubbish boy is watching me and holding a scarf, that is now blowing in the cold bitter wind. Smoker is leaning against a wall to my right,  smoking while  looking at the ground. This is so boring but scary at the same time. I want my mum, I wish she was here she'd know what to do.

Rubbish boy is now taking one step forward at a time and as he takes a step I take one back. Smoker just watches and chuckles darkly when my back hits the ally wall. I have no where to go, no where to hide. I start to breath heavy. I can't even yell, no one will hear me. Well then again it probably won't hurt to try, but what if they go faster, what if they hurt me, what.....if. My mind is going overload trying to get around the fact that I'm going to be kidnapped and I can't do anything to prevent it.

"What are you going to do to me? What is this prep you have to do?" He is now standing 2 feet in front of me holding a bit of the scarf in both hands. Smoker just put out his smokey stick, and is now walking towards us. He stops in line with rubbish boy. You can see all the tattoos that go up their necks and then down their arms.

"You ask a lot of questions. We're going to take you on a trip then that's our job done. You know how when you do a job and get paid?" I nod, I'm not stupid, I'm actually really smart. "Well, this job, kidnaping you pays a very decent sum of money."

"How long do I have to stay kidnapped for?" They just smile wickedly before grabbing my arms and tie then with the scarf before putting it over my mouth as well. I scream even though I know no one would hear me. Tears slide down my cheeks, Ive never felt so alone.