His Cure, Her Disease

Little bird

Hey guys! This is my first story! (That I'll publish) I hope you like it and I'm open to suggestions. I hope you like it and I love feed back. Have fun reading!
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I walk out onto the battle field. As I watch friend and foe fall to the cold, harsh ground, I take out my two silver pistols that shine in the sun light. Shooting down the enemy as I walk. Every bullet connects to the victims. Thirty bullets... Thirty bodies...

I look around my light hazelnut brown hair falls in my face. I see a man on a hill starring down at me. BAM. I feel the cold deadly metal run through my shoulder. The air rushing through. Air shouldn't be there... I groan out of pain, my hand now shakes. I try to aim, to return the shot.

He comes down the hill, I empty my gun at him. I'm out of bullets... My hand shakes as blood runs down to the ground. Leaving a red puddle, dark as cherry tree leaves, but pure as wine. He put his gun to my head. His finger on the trigger... And death in his eyes.

In a deep dark voice, "night Sweet Heart" he laughs. He knocks me out and I fall to the ground looking up at him. Seeing his steel gaze beating down on me.

My head throbs, I wake up staring at a ceiling of a cell. Chains clash together as I move. "Damnit.." I say in a groggy voice. I look at my shoulder it's all bandage. Pure white, but blood stains it. Like ink stains a paper, as a poet writes his dark throughs. "Where am I--"

"Heh look who's decided to wake up" he laughs as if he thought it was funny. I get up and lean on the bars. The cold stings my skin. "Aw come on now. Chains really I won't kill anyone... not yet," I smirk.

He walks over to the cell towering over me. He puts his hands above his head holding onto the bar, smiling "yes," he states, "but we can't take any chances with you. Now can we?" I grab his shirt and slam him into the bars. Taking the keys without him knowing.

"Opps! I slipped sorry" I chuckle a bit. He makes a fist and than calms down. "Feisty one eh?"  He walks out of the room. Cussing under his breath.

"Heh... That idiot I got his keys" I reach my arm out with the keys, clattering together. I unlocks the cell; the door creaks open. I cringe at the sound hoping no one heard it. I grab my guns and bag from the table. Putting all my knifes and daggers in their pockets on my pants, and vest. I pull up my hood to cover my hair and my mask up to my dark drown eyes.

I walk out of the room looking around with my pistol in hand. Ready to kill anyone in my path. Just like a caged tiger fighting for its life. I zip around corner, ducking under tables. I see the door... My freedom, away from this place.

My body freezes... It freezes because I feel that thing of death to my head. I felt a gun to my head. I turn around slowly trying to think of a way to get out of this. "Drop your pistol!" A man snaps... Not the same man from before. This one had blond hair and blue eyes. "And take off your vest" I reach for the string to untie my vest. "Slowly!" He ment business. My vest drops to the ground with a big clash. He cuffs me and walks me to a room.

He throws me in the room. I slam into the wall and fall on my side. "Gah!" I yell in pain. It knocks the wind out of me. The thing I need to live. I lay on the floor starring at the door as it slams shut. I watch as my freedom leaves my grasp. This little bird can't fly around anymore... She's not free... She's stuck in a cage...

Minutes has turned into hours, hours into days, days into weeks. I sit in a corner alone. In solitude, no one has come in or out of this room. I close me eye. The door opens, four men walk in. A man with a lab coat on, nods. The three other men walk towards me. I'm afraid, trapped, and tired... What do they want now. I back up against the wall. Trying, hoping pleading! With the wall to consume me to get me out of here...

The three men grab me and hold me down. I struggle and fight... Its no use, I'm too weak to fight them off. The man with the lab coat bends down and whispers, "Welcome to hell..." I look up at him and he has a devilish look on his face. I close my eyes. "Breath Raven... Breath! Stay calm... it's ok..." I scream this in my head, "just find a way out...!"

He stabs my arm with a needle and injects me. I flinch and they all walk out. It dose hurt, why did they do that--- it hurts now... It burns! Someone cut off my arm..! It hurts..! I scream in pain and hold my arm. My arm turns black, black as night. It grows, like a plague across my arm.

Months later I still lay there motionless. I deal with the pain. It's all I have... They come in everyday and give me a new shot. I can feel nothing but pain... Pain will never leave me. It's my only friend. It hurts but it loves me. I will feel pain until the end...

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Hey guys I hope you liked it and I'll see you in the next chapter! Bye bye!