Destination Impossible

Chapter 1

It felt like someone took out my bones and replaced them with sand. Even my eyelids feel heavy.
"Pastel, come on, we need to hurry."
I snap my eyes open and find my self laying on sand. I take in my surroundings noticing I am in an in closed space.
Almost like a snow globe.
A glass dome covers me and is raining leaves. I am not the only one. 100 or more people are running around freaking out about something. I spot a small boy crying on the ground. Suddenly a leaf lands in his shoulder and his crying turns to screaming. Everyone around him looks at him in horror. Suddenly a group of official looking guys carry him away, wearing gloves and black jump suits.
"Pastel, hurry."
I look up and see my mom. Her brown hair and green eyes are filled with panic.
"Mom what are you doing here-?"
"No time for questions." She says and helps me to my feet.
"What's going on?" I ask but my mom is already running through the crowd.
I try to catch up to her but she gets lost in the crowd. I bump into a young looking women who is yelling "Why me? Why us?" I slowly back away. Clearly that women is crazy.
"Hey." someone groans in pain behind me.
I turn around and see I am standing on one of those black jump suit guys foot.
"Sorry." I mumble.
"PASTLE." My mom yells in frustration. I whip around and find her standing next to a wooden shack that looks like it's about to fall down next to the glass dome.
Where did that come from?
I run up to her. She hugs me then whips off all the sand on me.
She places her hand on my shoulder "Remember. Just follow the rules. Don't ask questions. Don't argue. Believe me it will be unfair, but they are in charge."
I step away confused.
"What are you taking about? Who is they. Where am I?"
Suddenly a extremely loud alarm goes off. I sink to the ground covering my ears.
My mom hoists me up and swings the door if the shack open. I can't see anything in side, beside darkness.
"Remember your stronger." She whispers one last time. Then I get shoved into the shack. My stomach sinks to my feet and I realize I am falling. I scream as loud as I can. I am going to die from impact. Where am I? Hot tears stream down my face.
"Pastel.Wake up. Pastel."

I snap up in bed sobbing. It was only a dream.
"Lane!" I scream.
"It's alright I'm here. Everything is ok."
I turn over and see Lanes crystal blue eyes and shaggy blond hair and all the fear and panic gets drained away.
I sit up and let him wrap his arms around me.
"The dream again?" He asks.
I nod my head leaning my head against his chest. The tears are still coming down hard.
Lane kisses the top of my head.
"Everything is ok. Trust me." Finally the tears stop and we lay back down. I curl up against him feeling his hand stroke my hair. I don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for Lane. I would probably be dead, dying, or insane. I remember the day we meet so clearly it could have been yesterday. But I was 13 then. I am 16 now.
The 13 year old me was living with my mom and dad in a small but not to small house in the not rich but not poor neighborhood (called Gainington) only 5 miles from Sanders capital, Burgens. My best friends are July and Martin, living on either side of my house. I would go to Training each day with everyone else under the age of 18. July and I would gossip over the cute guys during our Break. Her crush was always Martin. She would blush watching him go through his daily Stations helping him prepare for what ever assignment Sanders headquarters gave him once he reaches 18. He was oblivious to the fact July would drool over him every time they hang out. I was always changing my crushes until one day I broke my arm during Training. I was climbing a tree dogging arrows (I still don't know what job that Station prepared me for) and an arrow was shoot right above me right before I reached the top. I remember the feeling I felt when I realized I was falling and the crack of my bone when I landed. The Sanders supervising that Station refuses to help me claiming that if I was assigned this job in the future no one would help me. All the other kids were scared to help me, afraid if they did the Sanders would Punish them for going against their rules. I was about ready to pass out, but then a boy appeared by my side lifting me up and out of the sun, and to the shade under the trees. I remember getting lost in his crystal blue eyes.
"Here let me take a look at that." He said. He rapped my arm up in an attempted of a sling.
He said his name was Lane.
I told him mine was Pastel.
Ever since then we would meet up after Training and he would check up on my arm and even if my arm was healed we would still talk. We would even sometimes meet up after curfew, which was very dangerous. Being caught is punished with death. I told July about Lane during our Break. Everything was great.
Until one Training day.
A group of Sanders called out a list of names before we all get dressed for our Stations.
"John Gall, Pastel Humm, Lane Hop, Percy Kale, July Mong, Kylie Sib and Martin Van please report to the Training headquarters directly after changing."
Then we were all dismissed to our rooms. Boys to the left. Girls to the right. I putted on my black T-shirt that said Sanders Society and slipped on my leggings before lacing up my combat boots. July, Kylie and I meet up Lane Martin, Percy and John outside and walked in silence to the headquarters.
We were lead to a small all white room. I remember Lane squeezing my hand to ensure me but I knew what was happening.
We all have something the Sanders want.
I wasn't sure at the time but once I saw the Chains I knew we had what everyone calls The Impossible.
Powers.
The Chains are designed to suck up all the powers in someone and use the powers for money or weapons.
No one ever survives the Chains.
All of use fought back once they noticed the Chains.
Every Sander in that room was dead along with Kylie and Percy.
We all ran to the exit.
John fought off the rest of the Sanders and said he would meet us in the woods.
He never made it.
We didn't know what our powers were and we still don't.
But we ran off and escaped The Sanders. Now we are living in the woods. We have been for 3 years. We didn't get to say goodbye to any of our parents.
But I can tell the Sanders are getting strong.
And soon they will find us.

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• hey guys! So this is my first non-fanfiction story and I will probably update this one more than my other one. So I have big plans for this book and if it gets boring to you or anything else PLEASE COMMENT or if you have an idea and I use it i will give you a shoutout in my update and say the idea was yours;) so thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoy!