I run. I run faster and harder. I shall not stop. I stumble a few times, but that doesn't stop me from running. It's almost dawn. Everyone should be asleep by now, except for the guards (they are considered to be a part of the royals), and the roamers who are chasing me. The sound of my feet hitting the ground echoes loudly in the quiet environment. I think I lost them. I turn my head to make sure they're gone, when a guy wearing a yellow smiley face mask -which I might add, scares the crap out of me but I try my best not to show any signs of fear, appears out of nowhere in front of me.
I run faster, but my metal leg and all the bags of food I'm carrying, do not help with that.
I know a tunnel that leads to Body 3240F. I hide behind a large wall, then as soon as I have a chance, I start running towards the route that leads to the tunnel.
I reach the end of the route and I'm ready to enter the tunnel, when suddenly someone pulls me backwards, which causes me to fall, hitting my head on the solid ground. I start going dizzy. I hear some fight noises and fortunately no one is trying to kill me. Well I thought they were ready to kill me as soon as they would find me.
I just lay there on the ground because I'm too dizzy to stand up."Go, go, go." I hear a deep voice saying. I try to stand up, but I can't. I can't seem to lift myself up. Them someone lifts me up gently and hands me the bags
"C'mon go. What are you waiting for!" The voice says. Then my eyes begin to focus and I see the most gorgeous person to ever walk on this earth -you can see that I sometimes exaggerate a tiny bit- with light gray hair, most beautiful blue eyes and defined cheekbones. I look beside me to see a beaten-up unconscious man and beside him there's a smiley face mask.
"You don't have much time. The rest are coming." He turns me around and pushes me gently.
So now I'm in the tunnel. I pull out my flash light and turn it on before it gets darker as I go deeper into the tunnel. I turn to see my knight in shining armor, but unfortunately I don't find him there -sad I didn't get to take a better look at that angelic face of his, he must've left before the roamers would arrive and see what he's done to their partner. Which means, I should walk faster, and I do.
I know I shouldn't steal, especially after what has happened to me when I was a kid; I tried stealing the food the guards were eating -it looked delicious by the way. And for that I had my crus cut off. But I have to feed my Body. The royals reduced the amount of food that is brought to it. Well you see when the royals decide to punish someone, they sometimes punish the person as an individual and other times they punish the whole Body -all twenty people. And that's what happens when a 17 years old picks all kinds of flowers -from an area that we're prohibited to enter- for her friend. But honestly, I don't blame her. There's little she can offer her when we have literally nothing. Besides, I know for a fact the food that I've taken, was already stolen from someone else and they were probably going to sell it. And so I took it.
I reach my Body. I put my thumb on the scanner so it could scan my fingerprint, and the door opens. I head to the kitchen and place the bags on the table. I turn around to go to the bedroom. "Oh God. You scared me." I say when I see little Matt looking innocently up at me."I'm sorry. But I couldn't sleep." He says.
"Those nightmares again?" I ask and he nods.
Ever since he came here (which sas like three years ago) we've been very close. For an 8 year-old, he has suffered so much; he had his left arm cut off for trying to kick the guard who had taken his giver and his friend taken away from him because his friend was born with some "defects". I don't even want to think about what they would have done to him. The royals can be ruthless. Nothing will stop them from punishing someone. No matter how old the person is."C'mon, I'll sleep beside you. "
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The Tattoo
Science Fiction~what if your purpose in life is defined by a tattoo's appearance on you wrist? ~what if everything you followed and believed turns out to be a big ~what if that tattoo doesn't appear on you wrist?