The Freedom Hunter

Chapter 2 - Explosions

A battle with one mind can be enough to destroy a person, but a war with a deadly mixture of minds is enough to destroy a soul. My dreamy state slowly faded away and my eyelids struggled to open. I moved, and with each moment my body screamed. I opened my eyes to find myself in another barn. It was impossible how did I get back here...? The place had burnt down. But then, the differences around the place started to shake me, it was a rice mill, a dirty, rusty old shed that must of belonged to another farm along the way. I went to stand up but was overcome by the pain in my wrists and I was chained tightly to, two poles on either side of me. At least my legs weren't binded, I would have gone into a frenzied state if that was the case. Nightime....daytime. I couldn't tell, but the cold chill against my skin in the summer indicted it was early hours of the morning. I stared down at myself, blood stained my skin and my bear clothes were tattered and torn.

Fuck. The scar. I can still remember those depressing green eyes and forbidden good looking features of the man who intoxicated my body with drugs to land me here. I had no idea what it was but I went numb and sunk into the ground slowly when he injected it into me. Just when I thought I had got away. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the pain but it was just too much. After drifting in and out of an incredible light sleep I heard a loud rattle outside and that bought all of my senses back to life. Soon enough he walked in. Scar. He looked at me, no emotion in his face what so ever. "What have you done to me... He is coming isn't he." I cried to him trying to get a response from him, and slight sense of empathy. It was all an act, maybe he might let me go on a sympathy act. I profoundly doubt it. "I saved your life, you would have died out there, there was no help for another 100 km sweetheart." I snarled, "don't call me sweetheart you low life son of a bitch." He came down to my level, just like Xavier did. "You're making me change my mind slowly and painfully, please stop, you're breaking me." He cried sarcastically. I was beginning to struggle against the chains until I saw what I had been looking for, for a while. There was a wire running down from his waist up the front of his body and was clipped there. He was wired, Xavier could hear every single breath of mine and his. His eyes spoke a million words, but I couldn't read him, a complicated soul. A million things buzzing through my mind at once, can be a bitch. But somehow I felt different around him, like he was trying to figure out something. "Look Xavier is going to be here soon, so I suggest that you keep quite." I nodded, there was nothing for me to say - I couldn't risk it, if there was something he wanted to say it would only be heard by Xavier. Just before he walked out the old, wooden door to whatever was outside I blurted. "What is your name...?" He smiled, "I can be whatever you want me to be." And then he vanished. Whatever I wanted him to be... okay Scar okay.

I was left there for a few more hours. Just trying to fight my tired dilemma. I took everything in, all wooden windows were nailed tight, the barn was just covered in dirt and dust, there was a few cartoons full of rice grains and a broken tractor parked near me. I hated running, running away from everything - it hurt so much, I didn't know how to fix everything, I could only be so much of a person and when someone expects so much from you and you just can't.

Its hard. Sometimes, people say that things go into slow motion when your life is threatened. And when debris started flying around me, the loud noise of explosion comforted me, everywhere debris, heat, a large piece of wood piercing into my leg. I didn't mind - I hoped that this was it. I wanted to die more than anything, and when I heard my dad's distance voice in the background, I felt myself becoming closer and closer to my grim fate.