The Savior.

Chapter 1

Innochka

I watch as the trees and plants zoom pass me in a blue memory. The car going the speed limit of 25 mph, but its as if we are going faster then a jet.

In what seems to be no time whatsoever, we pull up to a large gloomy building, the clouds dark and heavy, no birds in sight. I am met with three people who have all white clothing, two females and males.

I am forcefully shoved out of the car as my mother takes my hand and kisses my knuckles "I'm so sorry sweet cheeks... I can't keep going on seeing you like this. You are breaking me." She says as a single tear rolls down her pale cheeks.

My face remains void of emition, and I say nothing. That's how it's been the whole car ride over. Absolute silence. My hurting was clearly evident once I realised where we were going.

The hard betrayal I feel hurts as if I have just been stabbed in the back.

My mother just cries harder at this. The three strangers nudged me, a little to forcefully might I add, towards the latrdge double doors that seemed to tower tens of feet above me. The female with blonde hair opened them up while the male with dark brown hair guided me threw the confusing hallways.

The other female nowhere in sight, but I am fine with that. "Miss, we are going to run some tests on you okay hun?" The blondey asked.

I stayed silent, my tears almost spilling out of my eyes. Questions all jumbled in my head. Why am I here? Why did my mother leave me? How long am I going to be here? Why is it so quiet?

The blonde just sighs then sits me in a chair in a room that I didn't notice we entered. Everything was a chilling white. The side boards had mold on them and the wall was cracked in four different spots. I shakily rested my arm on the rear on the seat. The male walked over to the computer in the corner while the female put on medical gloves.

She takes a needle and says "This will hurt a little, okay hun?"

She didn't wait for me to answer, not like I could. She stabbed the needle into my arms harshly and injected something into me.

My whole body went completely numb after that.

The man hooked me up to some machines that were overwhelmingly lardge. I tried to keep my heart rate down as my fingers twitched.

After what felt like hours, the female that went missing came in wheeling a wheelchair. I tried standing up, but all that happened was my toes twitched.

I panicked slightly, my breathing coming out labored. "Stop struggling, idiot" the ginger female said.

I was shocked by her ride statement and stopped.

I felt hands under my arms as the male lifted my too half and the blonde lifted my legs to get me in the chair.

"You are now at The Asylum, and we hope that we can help you" said the male in a deep and easy voice, sending chills down my spine.

The ginger just grunted.

After making three lefts and a right, we pulled up to a door. The door made me feel dread as my heart beat pounded so hard it felt it was going to pop out of my cheat.

"This is going to be your room, you will be woken up at 7 am, collected for breakfast at 7:30 and then back to your room until 12:30 for lunch. After that, at 3:15 you will have social hour, and then reading time. On Tuesdays you will have testing." The blonde told me.

"My name is Yoselin, this is Derek, and she is Veronica." The blonde stated.

Then, Derek opened the metal door which squeked lightly. I was wheeled in, the room was surprisingly larger then I thought, about 15 x 25 feet.

There was a twin sized bed at the corner with a window that was 12 x 12 with metal bars through it. A desk with three books on it.

She was picked up and placed on the bed. She looked and saw a dark corner in the room, the flickering light not strong enough to be able to clearly see.

They left with a slam of the door and I heard a lock sound. I tried moving, but all I could do is raise my hand, which is progress.

All of a sudden I hear shuffling in a corner.

The dark one.

I look at it squinting trying to see anything. I gasp as my blood runs cold in my veins. I distinguish a person, looking male and at least 6'6.

The figure step forward and I see it's a man who has pale skin, blonde hair and stunning violent eyes.

He smirks at me as if he can smell fear and holds a finger to his mouth signalling for me to be quiet.

Then he rushes at me almost inhumanly fast and stops two inches shorter of my face. He lifts up his hands placing one on each side of my face, kissing my forehead.

After that, everything goes dark.

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