My place in this world.

Chapter 9- Escape (Part 1)

Warnings: None

July 29 2011; Somewhere in Space; Age 4

Alexis's POV:

Before my older sister Cassie could catch me, I was dragged up into this spaceship by a beam. I saw weird aliens. The ship sped away with me, probably about thousands of kilometres from Earth in the span of 20 seconds. I was in tears. I was scared. We arrived at this gigantic space station when the spaceship landed. The aliens opened the door and dragged me out of the ship, holding me by the arms. They brought me to their supposed 'Master' who turned out to be Alana, the same girl who tried to kill my sister the year before. Alana turned to me, then her evil looking smirk faded into anger.

"I thought I told you to bring me the kid!" She exclaimed, turning to the aliens.

"We did bring kid." They said.

"THAT'S NOT THE ONE I MEANT YOU MORONS!!"

The aliens, still grasping my arms, turned around.

"No keep her here." Alana said, changing her mind. "I have a special spot for her."

Alana took me with her and lifted me up. I tried kicking my way out of the force of her powers but it was no use. She opened up a glass cell before shoving me in. I ran towards the cell. But before I could jump out, she closed the cell. I forcefully slammed into the glass before getting up and pounding on it as hard as I could.

"Don't think you can escape Little Roxi. This glass is made with my power. It's indestructible!" Alana said.

She was right. I punched and kicked has hard as my 4-year-old body can force but not even a crack emerged in the glass. Alana would feed me and give me water but that was about it. I couldn't escape. I was nothing but a little weakling in a cage.

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2016; Somewhere in Space; Age 9.

Alexis's POV:

It's been 5 years since I was kidnapped by these stupid aliens, who were basically lead by Alana. By this point, I had no hope. I thought that I would be stuck in this cell for the rest of my life. Still, I continuously punched and kicked the glass, without ever being able to even crack it. My desire to escape changed when I saw Alana again. She had taken two other people; one who was also human, and the other who's skin was... green? They were placed in the cell close to my glass one dangling from the ceiling of the prison type space-station. They were basically in my shoes, except they weren't dangling like I had been since I was 4.

I sat there in the cell trying to come up with some sort of plan the at least get out of the box I was in. Obviously, hitting the glass was doing no damage. I glanced up at the security camera in the corner. Angry at my situation, I ran and ripped the camera right off the corner, smashing it to pieces. I was ready to give up. I glanced down at my fists and began punching the glass again. But nothing worked. I had another look at my fists. Specifically, the black gloves. The same gloves that I had been wearing since I was 3 years old.

"Why do I wear the gloves again??" I mumbled to myself, looking down at my hands.

I put my right hand on my left and removed the glove on my left hand. I was shocked when I saw the white scar. I instantly remembered everything. How I had an older sister who had powers; and how I had touched the white scythe she made when I was 3. I remembered everything about my sister that I had forgotten after being so focused on escaping.

The gloves were just used to cover up the scars. Whether or not it was for my safety I have no clue.

I went to the end of the glass cell close to the other one below. The two from earlier were awake and obviously wanted to escape as much as I did. Green-Skinned-Alien-Girl glanced up at me while the other one was.. probably losing it at the aliens guarding the cage. I placed my bare hand on the glass, trying to think of another way to escape.