Hostage To Time

Prolouge

I run deeper into the woods, Delilah behind me. I cut plants, spider webs, and sticks out of our ways. I get jerked back, suddenly, and I scream. It is my parka, it got caught on a branch. My breathing heavies as Delilah tries to untangle my parka. "D-Delilah." I stutter as a net lowers onto us. She untangles my parka and I try to cut the net, but we are already being pulled up. I look at the strawberry blonde girl sitting next to me. Her blue eyes filled with worry. 

"We'll be okay," I whisper to her. She nods, and looks up at the large plane, pulling us into their unwanted hospitality. We get into the plane and I see men in black suits. I take note they all have guns on them. The room we are in has a blue glow to it, but everything is a shiny black. The men are walking around talking to each other or into a headset. I grab Delilah's hand, out of habit. My head is whipping everywhere to see what is going on, but nothing is happening. Finally, a man comes over and unties us. As soon as we are free, I drag Delilah down a hallway. Our shoes are loudly stepping onto the floor. I hand Delilah her large blade, and I grab mine out of my bag. 

I hear an alarm go off, a buzzing type. The blue glow is replaced with blaring red lights. We skid to a stop with loud screeches from our shoes. My heart thumps in my chest, and I squeeze the handle of my blade. The man in front of us has a heater aimed at my head. I hear Delilah gasp, and I turn my head slightly to see a gun to the back of her head. I growl, "Get your heater off of her head." the man laughs, "Heater?"  I just glare at him, and I raise my blade to cut his hand, but I hear someone say, "Guys, get the wretched things out of their faces." I and Delilah turn to see him. 

The man who started it all.