Chamber Of Monsters [DISCONTINUED]

Rogue

When I entered my assigned room, I looked in awe. It had a king-sized bed enough to fit 3 large people. But this was a sign that I shouldn't lower my guard. The guardians are up to something, I just know it.

I sat back on the comfortable bed, relishing the feeling of the silky covers caressing my skin. This was the most satisfying feeling I've ever felt. It was peaceful. Doubtingly all too peaceful.

With a sudden force, a knife was placed on my throat. This surprised me a little, but I was quick enough to elbow the person behind me, making him fall on the floor. I heard groans of pain coming from the person and I ran up to him, placing my foot right on his neck. He was a man. Certainly not a mortal.

"Who are you and what is your business here?!"

I huffed in annoyance. I knew something was bound to happen, I just didn't know when. But I definitley didn't expect it to happen now.

"You will die! W-We'll make sure of that!"

He was wheezing out of pain from his rib. I guess I had injured him.

"Who 'we'? The people who sent you here? Now answer my question before I get impatient! Who sent you here?!"

He finally looked at me in the eye. This time, I got a better look of his face. He was a decolinate, for sure. But not a sane one. He was a rogue. Well here's the thing about them, rogues don't fit in the decolinate society. They only bring terror. There's a reason why we banished rogues from our world, a reason you'll soon discover.

Not soon after, he quickly scratched my foot and it made me let go of him. I hissed in pain noticing the deep wound. When I looked back on him, he jumped out the window landing on top of a dumpster making a clashing noise.

'Shit! He escaped!'

I thought to myself. I could've held him longer for interrogation. But seems like luck is not on my side today. I recalled what my mother said before I left for the mortal world.

'The creatures there are different. They aren't like us. If you think we're monsters, they're worse.'

So this is what mom meant about different creatures. The guardians banished the rogues to the mortal world? But why? If rogues kill decolinates for insane reasons, what worse would it be if they were to come across a mortal?

I was getting confused by the questions popping in my mind. But one thing's for sure, this is a whole different world. I can't afford to let my guard down. The minute I do, I'll be ambushed.

But how did that rogue get in here? If he went through the window, wouldn't I have sensed him? Rogues aren't very quiet. But what if.... he was placed here? For how long? And where? I scanned the room but no place seems hideable.

I flicked my forhead in annoyance. How could I be so stupid? I nearly forgot the center of the room. The underside of my bed.

I checked it and was surprised to see traces of scratches. Guess I wouldn't be sleeping well tonight. The guardians must have done this. They will never leave me alone after the rule I've violated. It's a survival for life. If I'm still alive after a year and a half, I get to live. But if I don't, I'll lose my family. The guardians really have things planned out. Sick little bitches. I wonder what's next? An attack in the office?

I walked to the window and looked down street. I couldn't quite see the building for it was dark, but it was definitley big.

I can't afford to die. There's too many important things that's keeping me alive. And I can't bare to lose that. I have to be careful enough. Who knows what else could be out there? The rogue was only a mere warning.

Dark clouds covered the night sky, signalling a possibility of rain. And much as I thought, it did. Thunder was booming through the sky, droplets of water wetting the concrete floor.

I've had enough for today. I have tomorrow to worry about. At this rate, I won't survive. My powers were the coating of my strength. Strength and wit isn't enough to fight off the entities that would come and charge after me. But I know I have to, I just have to push past my limits and block any foolish thoughts.