DOODLES

Doodle #1

There I stood, looking out into the world. I knew that what I was seeing now was all an illusion. Nothing seemed real anymore, except me and the invisible wall that stood in my way.

They've raised us behind this "shield" and claimed to "protect us from those who despise us", from "those who cannot see eye to eye with your kind".

Those who believe their words are fools. Do they really think that they could understand us? Do they understand the pain and burden of the power we hold? Unlike them, my eyes have been opened. They've been open ever since they stole me from my family, all those years ago. I'm the "stubborn one", they say, the one that "refuses to listen to them". Perhaps I am stubborn, holding onto that grudge for so long, but it's something that no one could easily forget.

Humanity has refused to accept us into their ranks. They fear us and our inhumane abilities. My ability to move and control things with my mind is quite intimidating, I guess.

It was a bit of a shock for the world when a kid flew out of a tsunami and when a woman emerged from the shadows. I remember it all so clearly. When I could prepare a banquet for my mom, just using my mind or fix the ceiling light as I was eating.

I loved them, my family, for everything they had done for me. They accepted me for who I was and never gave up on loving me. When the government issued for all those who had these abilities to be turned over, they hid me away. I never used my powers after they said not too.

But then, they came.

My brother stood there with the entire military at our front door. They demanded that we turn over the girl who could move and control things with her mind. My family refused. One by one, they dragged us out and my brother and three other men took me away, locking me away in this prison they call a sanctuary.

I never showed anyone the full extent of my power. No monster here deserved to know. Unfortunately, once I escaped, they would know, they'd all know.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and envisioned a gap in the wall, my way to freedom. I felt a rush of power and adrenaline fly throughout my entire being. It's been awhile since I've used this much power, but it feels good. My eyes open slowly and there it is, my opening to freedom. I grasp onto the power within me and soon, my feet are hovering above the ground.

I rush towards the exits as the sirens go off behind me. Below me are my fellow Inhumans making a dash towards the entrance to freedom. Guards stand helplessly in there way, only to be blown aside by the sheer force of the Inhumans. As everyone exits the prison, we all begin to head our separate ways, back to our homes.

I doubt this would be the end of our persecution, but I have faith and the will to stay free, perhaps save a couple Inhumans along the way. For whatever stands in my way, they will be crushed because no one has the right to take away another human's freedom.

So, what do you think? I came up with this idea when I was sleeping. This is supposed to be like an enemy's view of the story but whatever. Sorry for my absence of updating and hope you enjoy these stories!