The first thing I remember is being captured by them in some big city. I don't know where I was or why I was there but suddenly a bunch of strong men in black came out of virtually no where and grabbed me.
I blacked out again but suddenly I found myself jumping into a helicopter and flying it. I don't know how I flew it, either, but they were chasing me then, too. Then something happened and the helicopter crashed.
I was, then, running through a forest. I don't know where I was going or even if I was trying to go somewhere specific. I heard yelling behind me and people running after me. I'm guessing it was the same men who captured me before.
Once again, I blacked out. That's all I remember.
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"He'll be fine, no... no, I know he's been out for a while but I know he'll be fine." I woke up hearing this.
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling sore everywhere, and saw a man standing in front of me, facing the opposite way, talking on a phone.
I tried to get up but I suddenly felt a sharp shooting pain in my side.
"ah" I softly groaned. The man sharply turned around and I could tell he was surprised, I'm guessing, to see me awake.
"Ya, that's gonna hurt for a while, you have two broken ribs and a lot of bruising." I thought I was in England because he was talking in a British accent.
"Where am I?" I managed to say. My throat, mouth, and lips were so dry and raw I'm surprised I could say anything.
"It's ok, your safe" he reassured me but I didn't trust him.
"What happened?"
"Just take it easy for now, you're in pretty bad shape"
"Why won't you answer my questions?" I was starting to get angry, and restless.
"Look you're gonna be fine, everything's fine, you just need to trust me right now and take it easy" he really wasn't going to tell me anything. He was stubborn, but so was I.
"Who are you? Why the hell should I trust you?" I was getting really angry at this point.
"Look, I'm just trying to help. I'll explain everything to you later but for now you just need to do as I say"
"No, I don't know who you are and I don't trust you"
"Please, just calm down and listen to me right now"
"No, I'm gettin' outta here!" I got up and out of the bed I was laying in, pushing through all the pain I was in.
"Whoa, wait where are you going?" I felt a tightness around my chest and realised there was a bandage around where the broken ribs were. I continued walking away from the bed, taking wobbly steps.
"Get back here and get back into bed before you pass out again." I stopped, turned around and looked at him, worried.
"How long was I out?"
"Over three days." He looked worried too. I looked away. Trying to figure out what to do. I didn't have much of a choice. I had no clue what was even going on or much of what had happened lately.
"Just tell me where I am." I insisted. He sighed.
"If you just get back into bed and rest up then I promise I will tell you whatever you want to know, just not right now."
"I'm not doing anything until I know I can trust you, at least for now." I persisted.
"Alright, I'm the one that saved you. I saw you pass out in the forest and I saw they were chasing you so I brought you here."
"And where is 'here'?"
"A safe place, for people like you."
"People like me?" I quickly questioned. 'What does he mean by people like me?' I asked myself in my head, still in a daze.
"People in danger."
"Why am I in danger? Who are those people after me? What..." I started having a cough attack from all the talking I had been doing.
"It's alright, here." He handed me a glass of water and I greedily drank it. Almost gasping for air once my mouth came away from the glass.
I started seeing spots again and felt my legs go floppy. He caught me just as I was about to collapse.
"Whoa, take it easy there." He set me back on the bed and I laid back down.
"It's ok just rest for a while and I'll tell you everything you want to know later." Suddenly, the whole world went dark and I was out again.
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I woke up, again, and this time the room was empty. I got up, slowly this time, and walked over to the window that was near the bed. I wasn't in a room, I appeared to be in some sort of cabin. The walls were made of logs and I saw a bunch of trees pretty close to the window outside.
I looked around and saw some of the other beds seemed to be occupied too. There was pillows and blankets all over some of the beds and clothes all over the cabin. 'What is this place?' I remember thinking to myself. It smelt like a cabin, wood, lake water, and summer air.
Just as I was looking around the door opened and I jerked my head toward the door. The guy from before entered, looking surprised, again.
"Oh, well look who's up. Good afternoon."
"How long was I asleep this time?"
"Only a few hours."
"What time is it?" He checked his watch.
"About quarter after four. Everyone should be inside about now. How about I show you around, if your up to it, of course."
"Uh, sure."
"Oh, and uh, here," he gave me another glass of water and I slowly drank it, being careful not to over exert myself and pass out, again.
"Uh, thanks, I guess." I didn't really know what to say.
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The Special
Teen Fiction15 year old "Hawkeye" (as he is known as) finds himself being hunted down by SADRA, the Super Ability Detain and Research Agency, and is forced to hide out in a camp of teenagers just like him. He's set on a journey to recover his lost memories and...