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Izzy's P.O.V 

Everything hurt. I looked around. Where was I? I wasn't alone. There were 2 other girls with me. I looked again and realized we were literally in a black truck. Like the ones in the movies where someone gets kid napped and the person is brave and gets themselves out of trouble. But I'm not like that. But if had help I might survive. I looked at both girls. One had earrings and a gold necklace. She was very pretty and had a casual outfit on. I decided to try to get her up first.

Rachel's P.O.V

All I heard was my mothers scream repeating in my head over and over. There seemed to noting I could do but listen in the pitch black. Then I felt some one push me. They pushed me again except I opened my eyes. There was white as I opened my eyes for the first time in hours. After blinking a lot I saw someone before me. I blinked once more and saw a girl my age with braided hair and grass green eyes. She had a cape made from rags. She had a scar on her eye. It was clearly fresh.

"Where'd you get that?" I said pointing to her eye. 

She flinched as I raised my hand to point at the blood covered scar. I looked at her questionably.

"I don't want to talk about it." 

"Okay, what's your name?"I asked

"I'm Izabella."

"I'm Rachel." 

"Should probably help her."

She gestured to the girl on the ground. She was a blonde haired, greenish light brown eyed girl with a face of pure beauty. She looked so kind and yet so fragile. 

Zoe's P.O.V

I heard talking but everything was black. I felt strange and dizzy. But I couldn't believe that my parents let me go. I mean I knew that they loved me but they left me alone with two strange people who injected me with a weird looking liquid into my left arm and strangely remembered that. I felt someone poke my arm. It woke me up immediately as pain went streaming throughout of my arm. "Ouch!"

"Oh sorry." said a girl with dirty blonde hair that was french braided down her left side. Her eyes were ocean blue. "I'm Rachel. Sorry we had to meet like this."

" I guess I better introduce myself. I'm Izabella." This girl was very shy and quiet. Her hair was black and loose.

After a few minutes of explaining how and what had happened to each girl the truck stopped. They all stopped and looked up to the window. The driver and passengers got out and loaded their guns. Each with different bullets. They opened up the door and shot. Zoe just fell. Rachel screamed before she fell and Izzy stuttered "It hurts." Then the world went black.  

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