Storm

Factory

~~~~~~Jacob POV~~~~~~

It was just around 2 PM when I had woke up. I looked around and seen Gia with me on the moving truck, she was knocked out with her butt facing me.

I lifted my hand up and searched around for something...anything. I grabbed a small tool box and opened it to only find a screwdriver.

"What the fuck is this going to do?" I rolled my eyes and sighed. I looked down, spotting a small mirror.

"Bingo" I thought to myself.

"I jabbed the screwdriver into the mirror and studied each crack. I grabbed a piece of the mirror and shoved it into my hair. After the past few days, my hair wasn't exactly the best looking. Naps formed, which allowed me to hide things in my hair. I laid my head on Gia, so it didn't look unusual that the mirror was busted, as if I wasn't purposely trying to get away but more so, just moving around.

"Jacob" I heard Gia whisper at a low tone. I looked up at her and tried to hug her, but forgot I had on handcuffs.

"Grab me a piece" she whispered. I grabbed a piece of the mirror, flipped over and handed it to her. Gia slid the piece of glass in her back pocket of her jeans.

"HEY STOP MOVING AROUND!" One of the men banged on the window of the truck.

~~~~~~Gia POV~~~~~~

The heavy smell of gasoline and crunchy leaves filled the air as we rode around. The coldness hugged around my body as the men pulled Jacob and I out of the trunk.

"Come on little babies, get your asses up and into the building." The oldest man spoke up. He tightly grabbed my arm and yanked me towards the building. I resisted, trying to run back to the car. "BITCH!" The old man slapped his hand back fast and caused a stinging sensation of my cheek. I fell down in front of the truck as the man grabbed my hair and pulled me back.

"Oh yeah...we'll have fun with this one...carmel, petite, and feisty." A middle aged man laughed and smirked at me.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER YOU PUSSIES!" Jacob yelled at them, trying to escape the middle aged man's arms. The elderly man came along and punched Jacob, knocking blood out of his mouth as he spit out a tooth. "STOP PLEASE!!" I yelped out.

Agent Mills opened the door as we walked into a huge factory, covered in dirt, crying and Jacob was now bloody. They threw us into separate rooms, right beside each other. The moans of other people who had powers. I looked at the other room and seen a little girl probably around 5 years old who had blood coming out of her hands. She kept shooting them at the cage doors as the men would walk by.

I turned invisible and tried unlock the door but a young man soon came in my room and grabbed me by the arm and lead me to a room. He pushed me down in a chair and tied my arms and legs with rope to it. The old man soon came in and dragged Jacob in by his feet. They tied Jacob up to a chair and brought in Agent Mills.

"Welcome to the Anti-PWC Exchange, we have over 1000 humans who are powered as of now, we determine whether you will be arrested or executed. You've already met me....I'm in control around here, no questions asked, you do what I say and there won't be any problems." Agent Mills explained as the other 2 men left the room.

"I'll be back to go and make your paperwork." Agent Mills mumbled.

I looked over at Jacob and saw he had blood drooling from his mouth. I scooted my chair close to Jacob and bumped my shoulder against him.

"Jacob grab the piece of glass." I whispered to him. I scoot my chair behind him and lifted my butt up a little, giving him room to grab it. Jacob grabbed the glass and slowly cut away the rope that held back my hands.

Jacob finally cut the rope and handed it to me. I started yo cut the rope that tied my ankles together.

"We're gonna get out of this, I promise baby" I told Jacob in a weak voice. He was weak, bloody mouth, on the verge of passing out, and a bloody spot on the back of his head.

I got behind Jacob and cut the rope that tied his wrist and ankles together. Grabbing his hand and hiding behind the door, we waited until the youngest man came in with paperwork in his hands.

~~~~~~Jacob POV~~~~~~

The pain I was feeling was excruciating, everything was beginning to numb. I hid behind the door with Gia and pulled out the sharp piece of glass from my hair.

It was time for a war.