I back up all the way across the cell staring at the rebels in horror. They march right passes us muttering among themselves. Once they were all gone a streak of blood trailed the ground. Harris runs up to the bars and pulls something out of his pocket.
"What are you doing?" I ask running to his side.
I see that he is holding a tiny saw.
"I am getting us out if here." No duh caption obvious.
"I meant to say why, why are you getting out? I am happily comfortable staying in a jail cell away from those psychopaths."
Harris smirks.
"Well I am so sorry princess, but I am getting us out so we can following them."
Placing my hands in the cold bars separating me from the rebels, I sigh.
"I was afraid you would say that."
Finally 3 bars fall to the ground making a space just big enough for me to fit through.
"You can't fit through there."
He nods his head smiling.
"What?" I ask getting scared.
"Your not going to like this but you are going to go out get the keys from upstairs then come unlock me."
I have millions questions filling my mind-along with protesting-but what comes out is,
"How do you know it's up stairs?"
The question seems to catch him off guard. He shakes his head signaling the conversation is over. He probably knows, since his brother is one of the rebels, well lead rebel.
"Yours crazy,"I start to shack my head "no way. What if a rebel comes? Harris I don't-" but before I can't process what is happening he pushes me though the hole. The loose iron scraps my arm adding my blood to the trail. There is a sad look in his eyes.
"I am sorry Maple, but you have to go. Hurry back. And don't worry no one will hurt you."
I try to fit back through the hole but his arms stop me.
"Harris let me go-"
Suddenly his lips are against mine sending sparks of warm energy through my veins. When he pulls away his hands move to my cheeks.
"I have waited so long to do that."
I am speechless as I look at him in wonder.
"Go. Please." he drops his hands to his side." I promise nothing will happen."
Blinking away my haze I nod quickly and scuffle down the hallway farther and farther away from Harris.
What was that. I mean, I not complaining, but that was random.
Man, boys are confusing.
Along the walls are empty cells. It seems like Harris and I were the only one trapped on this floor.
The blood trail I have been following ends at a door.
Of course it's a door. It's always a door.
I gather up my nerves and open the door. As my eyes adjust to the darkness I see millions of papers attached to the wall covering every inch. Across to the door I entered is another door. I scan the walls and see that they are all war plans. The all seem to be against Iléa.
Quickly I rip a few off the wall and stuff it down my sweat pants, I am still wearing.
Slowly I open the next door and a see a set of stairs.
Quietly I climb them bracing for the top. A ray of light spill over the last step. I lay down uncomfortable on the stairs, army style.
I peek my head over the step and see a wooden desk with keys. Nothing else is in the room.
No blood.
No windows.
No rebels.
But this all seems to easy.
I take a shaky breath in and bolt for the keys, running down the stairs and through the door.
Once I am following the blood trail again I relax.
A shadow looms up behind me gag my mouth.
"Now why would you be out of your cell?"
I kick my leg back sending the intruder on the ground, the gag falling.
"Harris!" I scream.
I try to run but the rebel yanks me to the ground.
"Maple?" Harris yells down the hall.
"Harr-" I get cut off when the rebels knees me in the cheek.
I yell out in pain, stars dotting my vision.
Before I know it I am being yanked back in to a room I never notice before.
My mouth gaged, I mange to throw the keys down the hall.
The rebel doesn't notice but he ties my hands and feet.
"Stay here." he orders.
"Where are you going?" I try to say but comes out like-bere yrea hou poing-
He seems to under stand me and answers," I getting Southeren."
I swallow down my fear, watching the rebel leave.
Harris you promised.
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The One (A selection aftermath)
FanfictionHi guys! So this is a story about Americas and Maxons child, Maple,who experiences the Selection herself. But after hearing about the past selection and the rebel attacks she becomes paranoid. Then she finds out the shocking truth about the one boy...