It was a few days later,
I went for a walk not wanting to do any quests today. I don't feel like- "HAULT" I hear yell behind me, as I turn to meet the gaze of who is screaming behind me, they had my wrists clammed in their hands right as they shove me to the ground. I growl against the ground.
The cops.
It only took moments until I was surrounded by blinding lights and the clattering of metal, the metal that strains my clenched hands together behind my back. They pull me up and shove me into the back of one of their cars, I remained silent, my glare does enough talking for me. I try to ignore the chattering of the cops as they go around and sort out some work, I just sigh as I test my head against the glass of the window.
They drove me back to the terrifying prison, I've never liked this prison. It's way too old fashioned even for the underworld. I'm pretty sure this building was nearby somewhere from where I used to live... in the living realm. It had passed through the realms so it's here now. Except even when I was alive, over a hundred years ago... that building was abandoned.
It's THAT old.
Two cops had walked me inside, keeping the grip on my arms firm, expecting me to fight against them. But I don't. This isn't the first time I've escaped, so I can do it again. May as well say my greetings to some old mates... though that's not very many anymore, I lost my reputation after I escaped the first time, for not taking them with me.
They pat me down, get me dressed then lock me up behind bars. I roll my eyes as I look around the filthy cell, I could hear some laughter walking past, very faint, like a whisper. I turn around to see a 'ghost' like figure stepping into the cell. Oh it's the living, I smirk as I watch them walk around. "Ewww it's a rat! Benny! Don't touch it!!" Some girl screams. Okay now she's just annoying me and I thought I was annoying. I sit on my creaky bench but when I do they jump and stare at me. I smirk and start rocking on my seat, they scream and run for it. I start laughing, I love haunting the people from the living realm... one of the only things I like about being a ghost...Days pass,
I was still planning my next escape. They had covered the previous trails I used from last time so I had to figure out new ones. Which is fine, this place is so old that I'll work something out. I just hate the 'power lock down' they have on this place so I can't use my powers. "HA" I grin looking around my cell. There's been a previous escape from many many years ago by someone else. I can see old tunnel markings. This isn't my cell, so I'll have to be fast. I claw my nails into the dirt and eventually it finds a steel plate that had to cover it. They did a terrible job at covering it. I try kicking it down since it was plastered with concrete to keep it down, so I can't pull it up. It'll have to go down. I continue to use the heel of my boot to kick it down. My eyes squint shut to the loud sound it creates as it drops. My jaw hangs at the sight of an escape, oh at last, no more slop for lunch.
I jump down and start crawling through, my sleeves and fabric on my knees would pick up the dirt i'd army crawl along. I cough a few particles I'd accidentally inhale. I finally escape the darkness the tunnel held and look down a vent to another room. Dammit, the wards office. I look around to notice he was leaving the room. I just wait a moment before pulling at the vent to get it to move but it wouldn't budge. I instead painfully try to turn around before kicking the vent down. It falls making a loud bang as it hits the floor. I jump down and slip on the vent door I landed on. Alarms started to echo the walls once they realised the hole I left behind in my cell.
My face scrunches up in worry and annoyance at how they found it so soon, maybe someone ratted me out. I started running for the door barging through it, it was so close to the entrance... but crowds of the guards started to block the entry gates, so I took a sharp turn to run down a different hall, leading me to the torture chambers. I look around quickly trying to think of a plan... I run and grab a gun, I cock the backing before turning around to shoot a guard right through the eye. The gun had a powerful kick to it so I rub my elbow groaning.
The guards backed off once they realised I held a gun. So I hide behind the steel door and wait for them to walk inside.
They slowly creep in to look around for me before gesturing them to all run in. Once they do I slip behind the last guard and start bolting back to where I came from. One spots me and calls out to his colleagues to follow after me, I shake my head as I jump up a vent and slide down the air tunnels. I land at the front entrance gate but it slams down in front of me. I whine "come on, make this easier for me will ya?" I give the officer in the control station beside me a pout. I use the gun and shoot through the glass so it gets them in the head. Before the guards could catch up, I jump up and slide through the window I shot through, I flinch at how I just stabbed glass into my hand... I'll pull that out later.
I smash some random buttons and before I know it the door opens. "STOP RIGHT THERE!" I look to my side to see some guards running at me, shooting their own guns. I jump back through the window to fall on the ground, I loud grunt winds out my throat as I landed on my back but I stumble up and start bolting out the gates.
I continue running until I started to run through the forests, I laugh at my success but then smash into a figure, we both collide and start tumbling down a hill. We land at the bottom, laying in some dead bushes groaning in pain. I look down to notice some girl beneath me. But I was too distracted by the sirens coming up close behind me....Shit
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Ghostly Heart
FantasyThis story is about a 16 yr old boy known as Jay, who was raised on a military base in the late 1700's. But this story isn't about his life, It's about his death... this story is about the new living style this boy faces as a ghost in the underworld...