Secrets

Past

"Mom, Dad, I'm home from school!" I say, running into the living room, to find my parents crying.

"Guys, what's going on?" I say, before a strong hand grabbed my shoulder,

"Miss, we must escort you to the government building immediately." A strong, sharp, low male voice behind me says. I turn around, he kinda looks like a secret agent or whatever. My parents run to me frantically.

"We love you, okay? Scarlett, no matter what, we always will." My mom says, hugging me.

"You're a strong girl, okay? One of the strongest. You're tough." My dad says.

"Miss, we have to go now." The strange man says. My mom breaks down crying.

"No!" She wails, the man grabs my arm and drags me out the house.

"No! Stop!" I scream, tugging my arm free.

I punch him and kick his shin. He trips, more guards come, they hold me down and pierce something into my neck and suddenly everything went dim.

I wake up in a grey room with 7 other people who seemed to have woken up at the same time.

"Where am I?" I say as the others say similar things with the same confusion,

"Hello." A booming voice says, we all snap into attention, shock, and silence. "You all must be wondering why you're here, aren't you?"

A man steps into picture, in a grey tuxedo and black shoes The man seems to be around 50, hair gone grey, stubbles on the chin.

"What have you done to our parents?!" A girl around 17- my age- with wavy hair says, disturbing the peace of the room.

"Nothing, my dear, nothing." The man says.

"Then why are we here?!" A boy around 18 with ruffled up hair says.

"I'll tell you. The world is quite old, you know? Around 7 billion years they say. Clearly it won't last long. This is why you're here," My eyes grow bigger, "the apocalypse is coming, and we've been preparing for it."

"Then why are we here?!" I shout, "We can't stop it!"

"We know, dear, however, you have been captured because you people are the best fighters in the world." He says,

Ooh, I think, best fighter, me?

"Jordan #1," The guy with ruffled up hair's eyes get bigger, "Scarlett #2," #2, wow!, "Desmond #3," The other boy beside me winks at me, I raise an eyebrow, he smirks. Guess that's Desmond. "Alice #4," A redhead girl grinned, "Scott #5", A blonde guy smirks, "Hazel #6," The girl with wavy hair smirks, "Jay #7," A redhead guy nods, "And Amelia #8." A girl with blonde hair smiles.

"We're flattered but how does this exactly is this related to the apocalypse?" Jordan says,

"You are going to have to keep this little secret." The man says,

"Why do we need to keep it?" Alice says,

"We don't trust ourselves, only the supreme leader, me, John, must know, if we can't keep it, we must transfer them to you." John says,

"What happens if we tell?" Desmond says,

"Well, I'll get to that, since a lot of people would want to know these secrets, they would be attacking you often, trying to get you to tell, we don't want you tortured or worse, so we made these," He says, picking up a tube of blue liquid.

"What are those, liquified steroids?" Scott asks, I smirk, others chuckle,

"Funny, but no. These are serums which give you a guardian, let me explain. Since you need protecting, these are here to protect you, they have certain powers, and people can't see them. Don't worry they're not like robots, we made them have emotions too, we will have you trained to see them, to control them, but most likely that'll be easy. These serums not only give you a guardian, but erase your memory," He says,

"What?!" Jay shouts,

"Yes, you won't remember anything but what you have learned at school and stuff about your guardian."

"Not even our names?!" Amelia shrieks,

"No, dear, not even your names, your guardians however will give you new ones. The serum will also help you keep the secret. If you want to say it, your mouth won't allow you. It shall also change your appearance, so people won't recognize you. You shall stay here until you're all fully trained, watch each other's backs. We shall bring you to a chamber where we inject you with this serum," I shudder, thoughts of a needle, piercing through my neck, yet again, terrifies me, "And you will meet your guardian. That'll be it for today, aside from being brought to your rooms and having dinner in the halls, unless something unexpected would happen. You got it?"

He asks, we nod.

We are brought to a room, with eight beds, we are instructed to lie on one each. And as I lay on mine guards walk to our sides and pull out a needle, I get scared and start breathing faster, and they pierce them into our necks and everything goes dim......