Them Humans

Untitled Part 4

AMANDA'S POV

           "Amanda Hart, sentenced to 200 years of imprisonment on act of...." The judge went on and on. It seemed forever. I was wearing all white, my hair messy, and my stomach hungry. A way of torture for the Edmin-hunger. We don't die easily but we feel pain. THey say that the humans are disgusting for doing things to each other but the Edmin do the same and just call it punishment. 

   "I'm probably going to kill myself before then." I mutter to myself. As the men finally take me away. As we walk outside, I see an opening and for once, I see a bit of freedom. I wanted to go. Go. Go. Go. My heart was telling me to go. I tried to break free but they strangled me and caught me. I didn't care anymore. I let my powers control me now. The thoughts of the men holding me, I move them to let me go as they did, and I ran as fast as I could with the men chasing behind me. I ran through the streets, out the gates, past the pond, down the hill, into the forest, past the forest, down another hill, past a huge street, and I just kept running. 

   When I came to a stop, there were a few things that the humans called cars rolling around. Was this the city? No, the picture I saw was much more bigger. I ran faster and faster until I came to a huge place. There were huge buildings standing maybe 1/8 of a tall mountain, people walking around everywhere, cars zooming, red/green lights in the streets, and so much more. The excitement flooded me. I turned my powers on to let the thoughts come into me. 

  "I hate life..."

   "I don't even want to date this girl...."

   "Uhggg, he's so annoying...."

   "Omg can this girl stop talking about her boyfriend?"

   "That dress is so cute...but I have no money."

   "Should I jump off that building?"

   "Maybe no one will notice if I take this..."

   "What should I do?"

  "I'm so hungry..."

   "I want to just die and disappear."

   "Hate her."

   "Hate him."

   "Should I call my other boyfriend? He's being a little nasty tonight."

   "Should I tell her I'm dating someone else?"

   "Uhhggg, I need to pass my finals!"

   "Stress...Can't I just sleep forever?"

   "I don't want to die...."

   I turned off the thoughts quickly after hearing the thoughts of these people. Their emotions poured into me like the ocean and I couldn't help but back up in fear. I sighed and sat in front of a shop. I wanted to go home. I didn't want to hear anymore thoughts. The thoughts made me feel restless, tragic, sad, terrified, and lonely. I could always hear what everyone was thinking, always about death, sadness, stress, and rarely it was about actual happiness. That is why I never used my powers to hear thoughts.

   "Excuse me, are you lost?" I look up and see a man. He looked like he was at least in his late 40s. His cheeks were flushed, he held a green bottle in his left hand, his feet were unbalanced, his eyes unfocused, and he seemed scary. "I can show you a nice place to stay if you want."

   "I don't have money." I say slowly.

  "It's okay! I'll be the one paying you." He says with a smile and helps me up. He leads me to a dark place and keeps walking. 

   "Uhhh, where exactly are we going?" I ask.

  "To uhhh safe place. Yeah a safe place." He nods his head and keeps going. He enters into a shabby looking place and leads me up to the third floor. We go into a room and he sits me down. He begins to talk into a small device they called a phone. He laughed and kept agreeing to something , saying a bunch of prices that kept getting higher and higher, and then nodded his head. "Alright, so I called some people who will help you get back home."

   "OH thank you so much!" I nod my head quickly. He smiles and nods his head, sitting next to me. 

   We wait for a while until a group of men come in. They begin to talk about me as smiles form on their faces. I feel shivers go down my spine. They walk to me and I feel someone slapping their hand on my mouth, my arms behind my back, blind folds on top of my eyes, and I could feel myself being pulled away.

ZEFF'S POV

   "Come on, we got work to do!" Anna tells me as she puts a dagger into her belt. I sigh and get up from the bunk. I grab the dagger from my desk-into my best, the hand gun- also into my belt, another sharper dagger-in a belt in my leg, and that was simply it- oh wait, can't forget my phone. That's important. 

    Who am I? Zefron Pierce, 18 years old, currently living with my cousin Anna and a friend Johan, and I am currently going on a death mission. I am part of an organization that hunts down criminals. Sometimes, we work with the government but usually we would work separately. My mother is one of the top agents here, my dad is a trainor, and my younger sister is a crazy person who's lost her mind since day one. My hobbies? Hmmm, well if you include going hiking, throwing daggers,  or things like that I guess you can count it. So you're asking where I'm going now. Anna just got a report that we found the underground auction and we can finally arrest our man with some evidence. We're on our way to make some good happen tonight.

    "Got keys?" Anna asks as I toss them to her. We rush into the car as she drives off. We drive for such a long time and when we arrive at the auction, we can already hear the screaming of the prices. "Let's go."

   I follow her inside slowly and see a bunch of people. It was so huge, there was no way we could hold down everyone here.  

   "We need back up." I say and she nods her head and begins to call her backup. 

   "First, you catch our target. I have a list of people who might be at this auction that need to be put behind bars." She says and waves a notebook. I nod my head and we separate. 

AMANDA'S POV

    I had no idea where I was. My hands were tied tightly behind my back, there were blindfolds around my eyes, and it felt like I was in a cage. It was quiet besides the small cries that I heard every now and then of people around me. It took a while until I heard the door open and I heard gasping around me. I heard footsteps far away, and it got closer and closer. Should I use my powers to smash his face into the bars of this cage? 

   "Hey you what are you doing here!" I heard a yelling. 

   "Long time no see....Jordan." I heard the voice say. "I'm here for the rest of your life. You'll be rotting in prison for the rest of your life."

   "Ahhhh, my boy Zeff, you can have anyone you want here. Just let me off the hook today." Another voice says. "You know how much I've been waiting for this auction?"

   "Now since when do I do you favors?" I heard a voice, then a door slamming.  "From what I remember....you're the one who killed-what- over 20 people already? If you don't remember, I had such a hard time trying to run after your fatass for hours when I chased you to Romania."

    "Y-yes I'm sorry Zeff." THe man chuckles jokingly. 

   "Who's this one?" I hear the voice towards me. 

   "Found her on the streets. She's good material." The man replies. "You want? You can have."

   "Let me see her eyes." I heard and I heard the cage open. If he took my blindfolds off, I could see into his thoughts, crush his heart, or move the bones in his neck to break slowly. I was ready. I felt the blindfolds off me and I looked up into the bright face. It was....the guy from the mountain. Wait a second...Zeff...It was Zeff. WHy didn't I realize it was Zeff?! His name ws there the whole time! 

    "Zeff." I said to myself and looked into his eyes. He looked into mine, eyes wide, and as usually with his well featured face. 

   "Maddy....?"