When I was eight years old, I was kidnapped, dragged out of my own house kicking and screaming. I saw my father get beaten up and people turn my house upside down. I guess that's what happens when someone wants to take advantage of the powers I had no idea about.
10 years earlier - October 2, 1998
Bang, bang, bang. "Open the door, James," a voice hollered from behind the front door.
"Damn, they've come. Hurry, Olivia, go hide. This isn't gonna be good." My father stood up suddenly, pushing me towards the stairs.
"Why, Dad; I want to stay down here. I won't leave you", I said, grabbing my father's flannel sweater with my small hands.
"No! Olivia go, run, hide, get away from here or go upstairs and hide".
"Urm, Daddy, be careful. "Reluctantly I obeyed.
"I am", my dad said with a sorrowful look on his face. I ran to try and find a spot to hide when I heard a sound. The front door burst open, and the coffee table split under pressure followed by shouting. I peeked over the stairs; my dad was face first into the coffee table, his arms pulled behind his back, and men who looked as if they belonged in the military were scouring the house.
"Come on, we need to find the girl before she gets away. We need her more than him", One of the mysterious men shouted
"NO! Don't hurt her. She's innocent. She has nothing to do with you guys", Dad said frantically.
"Oh, but she does, James! She has everything to do with us," said the guy that looked like the leader of the group. He grabbed my father by his hair and spat right to his face.
I'd found a place to hide, and hopefully it was a good one, but after about two seconds, I heard the men's boot steps heading right for me. My heart started pounding; I could hear the blood rushing through my ears. They looked around a little, but apparently it was easy to spot me under a bed.
"There she is. GRAB HER!" They lunged forward, flipping over the bed.
"No, wait, I didn't do anything," I shrieked.
"That's what they all say. It's too bad your daddy can't help you now," the bigger man said.
"Shut up, David. Keep you trap shut," the other guy said.
"Put me down." I squirmed in his grip while he held me by the collar of my nightshirt. He threw me over his shoulder and started to clomp down the stairs, tears started to flood my eyes upon seeing my father passed out on the floor and beaten up. Almost to the door, I saw his eyes start to flutter open. He saw me struggling. He got to his feet and dodged the guy that grabbed at him, and he just got to the ally way when the car that I got tossed in started to drive away. I pushed to the back window of the car and started to scream,
"DADDY, HELP MEEEE!"
"OLIVIA, no!!" James said with tears in his eyes running after the car.
A hand grabbed at James's shirt puling him backwards and down, and a boot thudded on his chest so he couldn't get away,
"So this is a parent's worst nightmare, eh" the man said arrogantly.
"Who are you, and why did Aaron send you to take her" James said practically spitting out the words.
"Who me? I'm Kyle, nice to meet you" he said sarcastic tone "I'm your new worst
nightmare" he finished with a devilish grin on his face.
"As for the boss you will see him quite soon my friend"
"Piss off". James said Spitting blood out of his mouth
"Oh you wish"
The place we stopped at was an old building that looked like it was abandoned decades ago, ivy and mold growing up the sides. As we walked into the four story building I noticed that the widows were boarded up as if to block outsiders from seeing what was in there and the people in it from seeing out of it.
"Come on, your to go to floor B7". David grunted.
"But there are only four floors?"I looked around not knowing what the B stood for.
"So you think little girl" David with a devilish grin.
"Don't call me a little girl you big pile of crap" I said bravely and glared at him.
The floor we landed on was overly bright with a bad vibe to it, like when you're at the dentist office. Doors were on each side labeled with plates saying what the rooms held. In the center was a lady at a desk wearing a green skin tight pleather dress that squeaked every move she made. A name tag showed she was this floors secretary. The door she showed me to wasn't labeled at all. When I walked in the room it was simple but when the lady closed the door behind me I could hear the bolts on the door being locked. A second later a panel in the door slid open and guard told me that I was to be taken to the boss's room in a half an hour.
The boss's room was so big and palace like. I saw him, a man with jet black hair that seemed to curl and wave every which way. His eyes were as if they were two blue seas, elegant cheekbones, a full mouth, handsome looking as if he was a hero from a book her father had read to her. But I knew that he was opposite of a hero, I knew better, he was the bad guy.
"Well hello there young, Olivia." He said with a strong voice that matched his looks.
"h-hello," came my voice so soft and tinny sounding.
"Ohhh you don't need to be scared, you'll be ok here" he said attempting at sounding friendly.
"That isn't it! I'm not scared, and I doubt I'll be fine here" I started to yell but held back trying to keep my composer so I didn't break down crying.
"Heheh, you know so much already for someone who knows nothing "he said in a dark voice.
"What do you mean" I said, fear lacing my words.
"Oh well you know that you won't get to see your dad. You know that you're not entirely safe here. You know we will treat you differently. Because, you are our prize" he said glaring at me, the friendly composure barely contained.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Aaron" he said nonchalantly standing up from his chair.
"Wait, my dad warned me about you, he said that I wasn't supposed to trust you."
"Oh did he know, well then he is a good dad after all. He was right, you should listen to him."
"Well I don't plan on staying here, so bye".
Clinging to my teddy bear, that I had somehow managed to keep hold of this entire time, and ran out of the room like my life depended on it
"Follow her." He said not even showing a hint of surprise as he said it to the man standing at the door.
"Yes sir" Brutus said and was caught off guard for a second as I zipped past him.
Out of the five big hallways ten guards went each way stomping their boots in unison, chasing after me. The boss followed alongside the group going up the main hall. Running and trying to decide which door to go into I finally pick a door after hearing footsteps only a short distance away. After stepping into the door I realized that I hadn't look at the name plate. Looking around I realized that this wasn't a normal room it looked like there was no floor and you were just standing on open air. The place had colors everywhere moving and swirling. Standing in the center and looking around I started to hear doors open and close next to me and they were getting closer. Running farther into the room the door opened just in time to see my foot disappear behind a corner.
"Sir we found her, she's in the third hall" Brutus said over a walkie-talkie, David right behind him.
"Go stand outside the door so he can see you" David said shoving him out the door
"Fine." Half running, half walking down the hall Aaron reached the door. Realizing that she went into to portal room he burst through the door to see several guards scouring the room to find her.
"Where is she?" he growled to the nearest person.
"W-we don't know sir, she just went around that corner" the man pointed half trembling with intimidation.
After I stepped out the door I realized that I wasn't in the same hall anymore. This one seemed newer, with red and black tile lined the walls. A bewildered look crossed my face as I realized that there was no one in sight.
Aaron ran around the corner and flung the door open. When it opened up to a hall that looked as if it belonged in an age old log cabin he slammed the door in furry his composure completely gone and a view of his true self peaking through.
"Damn it!" he shouted and kicked the wall. "Now how the hell are we supposed to find her?"