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bruise. “You’ll be okay, bud.”
Slipping the keys inside of my pocket, I walked over toward the door, and slowly, moved into the hallway. The hallway was clear, given that the other Rares had been sent to their cells for the remainder of the night, and Bentley instructed his guards to stand position outside of the cells. I thought I’d be able to sneak out no problem, until I saw the cameras posted every few feet. “Crap.”
I had to move fast. It was only a matter of time until someone found me. With adrenaline coursing through my blood, I took off down the hall. I didn’t know where I was. I didn’t even know if I was headed in the right direction. I didn’t know a thing, except that I couldn’t stay here. I couldn’t become a murderer.
I ran past a block of empty cells, cells that would surely be filled within the next few weeks once they located other Rares. I cringed at the thought. Covera Corporations used us as weapons against other Rares. They’d capture us, and use our talents to do as they pleased. And when a Rare wouldn’t comply, like me, they’d bring in another Rare to take care of the situation – to force me into submission.
Screams came from the other end of the hall. I forced myself to move faster, looking for any sign of an exit. I took my chance on a door at the end of the hall. Reaching for the keychain, I began trying each key, hoping to find one that would fit. On the fifth key, the knob turned, and I ducked inside, only then did I realize I’d stepped inside of the lobby.
“Where’d she go?” a man shouted from behind the door.
Ten feet away, on the other side of the glass doors, lay safety. I just had to make it out before Bentley’s men realized where I’d gone. I ran toward the glass doors, setting off motion detectors as I did so, but I didn’t care. I pushed the glass door open and took off into the night.
Covera Corporations was in the middle of nowhere, surrounded only by a blanket of trees. There were no streets. There were no businesses. There were no people. There was nothing.
I glanced over my shoulder, and saw that Bentley’s men were beginning to make their way inside of the lobby with their guns drawn. Taking a deep breath, I took off into the woods, not entirely sure of where I was going, but knowing that I had to try to get away.
My foot caught on a fallen branch, and I tumbled to the ground. I pulled off the leather gloves and pushed myself up, resting against a tree.
“They won’t allow you to escape,” a strange voice cut through the silence, “You are only making it worse for yourself.”
“I will not become a murderer,” I replied bitterly.
Up ahead, a young boy emerged from the shadows. He shoved his hands inside of his jean pockets. “It’s not so bad.” He smiled. “They take care of us, as long as we comply.” As he moved closer, I noticed that he was only a child – ten years old at the most.
“How long have you been with them?” I asked, but he didn’t answer. “Who are you?”
He crouched down in front of me and placed his hands on the sides of my face. “I’m Gabriel.” His piercing blue eyes grew white as his skin touched mine. “I’m here to bring you back.”
His power burned beneath my skin as he tried to compel me to return to the facility. I fought back, doing my best to block his attempts, but he was beginning to overpower me. I shoved my hands against his chest; his body stiffened under my touch as his heart stopped pumping blood, forcing his body into rigor mortis.
I stared in disbelief at Gabriel’s body. I had done the exact thing that I told Bentley I wouldn’t do. I’d killed someone – a child, at that.
Twigs snapped a few feet away. Bentley’s men were beginning to make their way into the woods. I pulled my legs beneath my chin, wrapping my arms tightly around my calves, and rocked back and forth in silence.
“Split up!” a voice shouted.
Sensing they were drawing closer, I pulled myself
Slipping the keys inside of my pocket, I walked over toward the door, and slowly, moved into the hallway. The hallway was clear, given that the other Rares had been sent to their cells for the remainder of the night, and Bentley instructed his guards to stand position outside of the cells. I thought I’d be able to sneak out no problem, until I saw the cameras posted every few feet. “Crap.”
I had to move fast. It was only a matter of time until someone found me. With adrenaline coursing through my blood, I took off down the hall. I didn’t know where I was. I didn’t even know if I was headed in the right direction. I didn’t know a thing, except that I couldn’t stay here. I couldn’t become a murderer.
I ran past a block of empty cells, cells that would surely be filled within the next few weeks once they located other Rares. I cringed at the thought. Covera Corporations used us as weapons against other Rares. They’d capture us, and use our talents to do as they pleased. And when a Rare wouldn’t comply, like me, they’d bring in another Rare to take care of the situation – to force me into submission.
Screams came from the other end of the hall. I forced myself to move faster, looking for any sign of an exit. I took my chance on a door at the end of the hall. Reaching for the keychain, I began trying each key, hoping to find one that would fit. On the fifth key, the knob turned, and I ducked inside, only then did I realize I’d stepped inside of the lobby.
“Where’d she go?” a man shouted from behind the door.
Ten feet away, on the other side of the glass doors, lay safety. I just had to make it out before Bentley’s men realized where I’d gone. I ran toward the glass doors, setting off motion detectors as I did so, but I didn’t care. I pushed the glass door open and took off into the night.
Covera Corporations was in the middle of nowhere, surrounded only by a blanket of trees. There were no streets. There were no businesses. There were no people. There was nothing.
I glanced over my shoulder, and saw that Bentley’s men were beginning to make their way inside of the lobby with their guns drawn. Taking a deep breath, I took off into the woods, not entirely sure of where I was going, but knowing that I had to try to get away.
My foot caught on a fallen branch, and I tumbled to the ground. I pulled off the leather gloves and pushed myself up, resting against a tree.
“They won’t allow you to escape,” a strange voice cut through the silence, “You are only making it worse for yourself.”
“I will not become a murderer,” I replied bitterly.
Up ahead, a young boy emerged from the shadows. He shoved his hands inside of his jean pockets. “It’s not so bad.” He smiled. “They take care of us, as long as we comply.” As he moved closer, I noticed that he was only a child – ten years old at the most.
“How long have you been with them?” I asked, but he didn’t answer. “Who are you?”
He crouched down in front of me and placed his hands on the sides of my face. “I’m Gabriel.” His piercing blue eyes grew white as his skin touched mine. “I’m here to bring you back.”
His power burned beneath my skin as he tried to compel me to return to the facility. I fought back, doing my best to block his attempts, but he was beginning to overpower me. I shoved my hands against his chest; his body stiffened under my touch as his heart stopped pumping blood, forcing his body into rigor mortis.
I stared in disbelief at Gabriel’s body. I had done the exact thing that I told Bentley I wouldn’t do. I’d killed someone – a child, at that.
Twigs snapped a few feet away. Bentley’s men were beginning to make their way into the woods. I pulled my legs beneath my chin, wrapping my arms tightly around my calves, and rocked back and forth in silence.
“Split up!” a voice shouted.
Sensing they were drawing closer, I pulled myself
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