RAVEN (rough draft)

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  Finally a different dream!

  I looked around and I could actually see wich would be great except what I was see was horrible. It was verry little light and I could barely see but it looked like I was in a 15th century dungeon. There was a torch on the wall wich is were the light was coming from and I wish it would go dark, the dark is better than what I was staring at.

  I was hanging by my arms wich were getting more sore by the second. There was a table on the other side of the room that was covered with blood and was dripping down the side, there were open coffs wich I hope would not be locking on my wrist and ankles soon. The room was baer besides that and blood, so much blood. It smelled horrid and there ear pricing screams cooming from someone near.

  The scream studenly stopped and I could her voices approaching and boots clicking on the floor. My heart was pounding out of my chest as they approached. The door creaked as it opened and 3 people walked in.

  They wore all black and hoods shielded there faces so I couldnt see. I could see there mouths moving but I couldn't here anymore,  in fact my ears really hurt. I looked over to see my ears were bleeding.

  They took me down of the wall and lead me towards the table. I tried to open my mouth to screap but I couldn't, I wanted so bad to wake up. They coffed my wrist and ankles on to the chair. He left the room for a few minutes and I thought maybe I wasn't going to die, maybe they just was going to make sure I stayed put.

  Even though I knew I was wrong I felt defeated when he came back with a big knive. I am not sure when I started crying but my checks are wet and my vision is clouding with tears. As he gets closer he raised the knife I get a glimpse of his face. Its Rick!

  As he comes down I start thrashing and try to get away but it is no use. The knive cuts in to my stomach and I nearly pass out from the pain, he brings it up again and drops it down again on my shoulder.

   I prepare for him to strike again but everything starts to fade.

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  As my eyes a just to the light all I see is emerald green eyes, then he lifts his head up and I can see his hole face. He has dark brown hair, with emerald eyes, and a deep tan.

"Hi my name is Logan, sorry about the needle thing. Um, you are probably about to hate me but I am introducing myself so I guess now is as good as time as ever. My dad is Rick, I hate him too so please dont attack me." he shuddered

  I noticed the guards were not with my friends so it would easy to punch his lights out and run, but then again he didn't seem like he was lying about hateing his dad.

"I would also like to apologize for what ever horrible hallucination you had, the surm creates them and there all gruesome. I should know I've been injected with them 3 times none of them successful." he remarked.

  Of course he hated his dad, he had more reasons to then we did. He has probably been tested on, injected,  and had blood samples his whole life. He was probably yelled at every time something didn't work the way his dad wanted to as well.

  Even though he was being very nice and hated his dad I was not going to show any of these people that I was soft. I reached up and grabed his neck and stood up.

"What did he put in to me?!" I thundered.

"Something to inhance your powers" he trembled.

  That is just great,  my powers were bad enough with out them being "inhanced".

  Bang! The door my friends were in opened wide and three guys walked in and held a knife to Tylers throat.

"Let him go or I will kill him." he spat.

  I tightened my grip on Logans neck, I was not going to show them weakness. Logan began squirming like crazy and I looked to were my hand was. Purple lines! I quickly released my grip and ran to on of the corners.  I sat down faceing the wall and did something I thought I would never do again. I cried.

  

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  I am not for sure how long I cried but by the time I was done I was exhausted. I stood up and went over to the window where my friends and the guards were.

"Can I have some food?" I asked.

  The spoke to each other and then in to a radio but I couldn't her. A few minutes later Logan came in with two trays of food and a fold up table. He set up the table between the two chairs then, set the trays in front of the trays. He sat down in one and gestured for me to do the same.

"I figured you wouldn't want to come in here after I almost killed you." I growled.

"My dad thinks that you prefer me to him, so for now you are stuck with me. Also please do not try to kill me again,  it was not fun." he remarked.

  I did prefer him to his dad but that ment it would be hard to hate him, and I need to act like I dont cair. I cant cry anymore, smlie, or laugh. Not that I usually do any of those anyway,

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It is a little dark but I hope you like it. I love feed back so: Do you think they will actually hurt Tyler, Tana, and Claire. What do you think the surm will do to Raven? Do you think the surm will work? What do you think about Logan?

Thanks for the help with the names, and also the dungeon idea came from my sister who I asked for help.

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