A Brave and Strong Superhero...Or Something Like That

Chapter 2: Government Facilities and too Many Questions

Everything in Asher's world was blurry, her sight was blurry, her thoughts were blurry, and when she tried to speak, her voice sounded blurry, the poor girl didn't even know if that was possible, she just knew that right now, in her confused mind, her voice was blurry.

Finally, the blurriness around her started to take shape, and the shapes that were created were extremely unnerving. But no more unnerving than being held captive in a taco truck by men in black. Unfortunately not the men in black, just many freaky men, wearing black. Wait, no, scratch that. As Asher's blurry world turned into a solid once again, she realized that the men were not actually all men but, standing right infront of her, was a boy looking about her age, and a woman that she would venture to guess was in about her late twenties or early thirtees. The woman spoke first, her voice came out harsh and cold, like a stone wall.

"Subject's name, Asher Jered. Age: Fifteen. Female.Relatives: lives with her father and older sister in an appartment downtown" The stone woman read off a clipboard to the boy, neither seemed to realize she was awake. Asher took the time to study them both; the boy had sandy blond hair that fell over his bright blue eyes like a mop, Asher almost giggled, she couldn't help but imagining the boy's hair as a blond monster, devouring his head. The woman was exactly like how she sounded, cold. Her pin straight, brown hair stopped just before her shoulders, the color of her eyes were hidden due to the reflection off her wire-rim glasses. She could easily be classified as pretty, if the mere presence of her didn't scare the living bejeezus out of Asher, even the boy seemed unnerved. She took a mental note that they bothe wore the same black, formal suit.

The boy was the first to notice Asher looking at them, the blond monster attacked his head as he turned to her, and flashed a smile. The poor girl almost went blind, his teeth were so shiny and white they could have been stars. She had to get the name of his dentist. 

"Hello Asher." He laughed a little, like it was nothing, like they were friends that were just meeting again after a long trip. She almost wanted to believe that was the case, she almost even forgot. Forgot that she was lying down in a cot, on a high-tech taco truck, headed to god-knows-where, with two people she didn't even know. But she didn't forget, she couldn't.

"Who are you?" Asher didn't bother with manners, why should she? These people kidnapped her, -true, the mystery boy was being relitively kind to her- they couldn't honestly expet her to mind her manners could they? The woman cut in again, Asher didn't like her, she wanted the boy to keep talking.

"I'm agent Monica" Agent? This lady, whom Asher now recognized as Monica, was an agent? Asher was almost positive she didn't mean a Hollywood agent. Agent Monica didn't stop to clarify. "This is agent Casey" she said bluntly, only barely nodding to the smiling boy. How could he still be smiling? Asher couldn't help but stare at Casey, he just seemed so happy, it made her curious, she decided to observe him more, find out more about the seemingly pleasant blond. No, scratch that, bad idea. Asher needed to focus on getting out of this situation. A million questions began to fill her mind, overloading her system, she needed to get rid of the, fast.

"Where am I? How did you know my name? Where are you from? Are you government agents? ARe you spies?" Every question Asher could think of poured out of her mouth. Until Monica told her to be quiet. She didn't even tell her to shut up. she just held up a finger and Asher fell silent imediately. 

"We are government agents." Only one of her questions were answered. But at least it meant they were getting somewhere. "Currently you are headed to a secret base where you will be tested and put through a series of trials" this didn't sound fun. Asher didn't like tests, or trials, and she especially didn't like being kidnapped by anyone, even the government. But odly enough, she didn't protest. Asher didn't like to protest, she was used to just going with the flow, so even with all of this going on, the only thing she could manage to say was;

"Why?" It was Casey who answered this question for her, and when he did he cracked into a wide grin and leaned close to her, really close, uncomfortably close. She could feel his breath tickle her neck and face. She could see flecks of grey mixed in to the blue of his eyes, she was so caught up in shamelessly staring at him that she almost missed what he was saying.

"You, Asher Jered, have been chosen to become the governments next super soldier. Isn't that awesome?! You're gonna be a super hero!"

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