I Became a Survivor...pt10

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OK! Sorry this took soooooo lonnnnggg!!! I'm in school now (8th grade X\ ), karate testing starting up, and my puppy is officialy insane. So sorry and I hope you forgive me.

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  1. "Oh. And I've been meaning to ask you about something. Do you have a human form? You said you weren't born here." He smiled brightly. "Ya. Wanna see?" I nodded excitedly. He asked Dane to cover him with the sheets and he agreed. He took a deep breath and a huge puff of gray smoke apeared. Wehen is cleared, there stood the cutest boy I'd ever seen. He had blue-ish black hair and one eye gray, one blue. Not to mention his muscles were PERFECTLY toned! "Jariah. How OLD or should I say young are you?!" He laughed. "I'm nineteen." "You sound way older, the way you talk." "So I sound smart?" "No. You sound WISE." We all laughed and colapsed.
  2. I woke up and the pain in my back had worsened. I hissed as I peeled my back from Apollo's side. He noussled me, conserned. "I'll be fine. But from now on, no sleeping on my back." He helped me to stand, supporting most of my weight. I looked around and was about to panic. I was all alone. Then let out a sigh of relief when Dane and Jariah walked through a door I hadn't noticed last night. Dane looked boredly at me. "How ya feeling?" I grunted. "How do you think? I feel like someone just riped ducktape off my wounds." I groaned and laid down on my stomach on a bed. Jariah didn't seem to mind and sat at the foot of the bed. We found this in the bathroom." He held up a bottle of medicine. I shook my head. "After last time? No way on hell!" "Last time?" "Ya. Before he shoved us out, RC gave ____ some medicine for the whip slashed on her back. It had deadly poison in it. If Talor weren't with us..." "Oh. Ok, then. I'll just throw it away." He threw the bottle in the trash can and sat back down. "So what now?" As if to answer him, the maid bursted through the door. "Good morning. Please come with me. It is time for RC to inform you of your next training exercise." With that, she started speed walking down the hall. After a while, we came to a room the size of about 5 football stadiums. "____! Dane!" He looked to Jariah. "Have we met?" He smirked. "In a way. It was when this place was under the controle of Urioke Totske." "Ah, I see.
  3. I woke up and the pain in my back had worsened. I hissed as I peeled my back from Apollo's side. He noussled me, conserned. "I'll be fine. But from now on, no sleeping on my back." He helped me to stand, supporting most of my weight. I looked around and was about to panic. I was all alone. Then let out a sigh of relief when Dane and Jariah walked through a door I hadn't noticed last night. Dane looked boredly at me. "How ya feeling?" I grunted. "How do you think? I feel like someone just riped ducktape off my wounds." I groaned and laid down on my stomach on a bed. Jariah didn't seem to mind and sat at the foot of the bed. We found this in the bathroom." He held up a bottle of medicine. I shook my head. "After last time? No way on hell!" "Last time?" "Ya. Before he shoved us out, RC gave ____ some medicine for the whip slashed on her back. It had deadly poison in it. If Talor weren't with us..." "Oh. Ok, then. I'll just throw it away." He threw the bottle in the trash can and sat back down. "So what now?" As if to answer him, the maid bursted through the door. "Good morning. Please come with me. It is time for RC to inform you of your next training exercise." With that, she started speed walking down the hall. After a while, we came to a room the size of about 5 football stadiums. "____! Dane!" He looked to Jariah. "Have we met?" He smirked. "In a way. It was when this place was under the controle of Urioke Totske." "Ah, I see. Yes, now I remember. You were always the little wuss with good behavior." The large wolf's smirk vanished, replaced by an irritated look. RC glanced over and brightened up. "Ah, ____! How is your back feeling?!" I glared daggers at him. His grin never faltered. "You'll be punished soon enough. Now off with you! Those pets of yours will not be participating in the training. Only the ten of you." "Are you calling Jariah a pet?!" "Isn't he, though? He was made by my father and therefor will never be a rfect being. Now say thank you before I be rid you of him!" I scowled. He brought out his remote of buttons and his finger hovered over a blue one. "I.....Th...Thank y...t-th-th..." "Today, ____." "THANK YOU!" I bellowed and he smirked, but stopped when I continued. "Thank you very much for making my already miserable life a living hell. Thank you for turning me into a monster. Thank you for torturing and poisoning me. THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!!" I screached. He scowled. "PUNISHMENT!!!!" Pushing a botton, a bunch of pannels opened in the wall behind him and men with guns were behind them They shot darts at me and I passed out, hearing my friends cry out my name...
  4. When I woke, I was chained to the metal pannels like before. "No" I wimpered just befor the whip came in contact. The electricity hadn't started yet. "Dear _____. You should know, this whipp is laced with a fine powder. I warn you, once it gets in your wounds..." He trailed off menacingly. I wimpered, already feeling the effects. I was by now dizzy and the white wall seemed to be turning a purple-ish- blue color. "Wha..." 'Greaat.' I thought. 'Now I'm turning into a hippy.' I felt something on my back. It felt sort of like a little kid hitting me, not really painful. Then it slowly got harder, and sharper. I hissed as I suddenly felt as though a sword was being slashed across my back. I heard someone calling "Marco..." But he seemed far away. "I'm here! I, ah..POLO!" "Marco..." He continued. "POLO! Come here! Help me! Please..." I began to sob uncontrolably, feeling all hope fade. I looked to my right to see two people sitting on a bench. Suddenly, a man dipped in shadows came along and sloughtered them with a japanese sword. He looked in my direction and I knew he was smirking. Then there were lots of people in a large park. As I sat on the cold ground, everyone that passed seemed to scowl in discust at me. I felt guilty, like a child that's done something wrong. "Where are you?" I muttered, not knowing who I was talking about. Then everything went blurry. "Wh-What's happening?!" I cried. Then all was clear again. I was in the room with everyone, chained to the pannel. "Hu?" I strained to look over my shoulder and saw Apollo, Jariah, and the griffon were on the floor, uncountious. "Finnaly back from your dillusions?" RC asked cockily. I groaned in confusion. "I expect you just went through something terrible. Though I can't imagine what. You just kept crying out Polo. You see, the poison I used is called Siaren Call. Much like the mythilogical creature Sairen, the poison creates illusions based on the victim's state of mind and memory. I really have to wonder what your whole story is. What you told them wasn't the whole truth, now was it?" He was circling me like a halk, as I was now on a round metal pannel in the center of the room, still chained. They must've done it while I was halusinating. "So what's the story? I seem to remember a child's name in the newspaper a few yeard ago. Her name was ____ ____. Do you know what it said?" I looked to the metal pannel beneath me, fearing the expressions on my friends' faces. "It said that little girl had been born with bat wings, a lizard tail, and horns. Much like a dragon, wouldn't you say? As she was born, she tor up her mother's body from the inside. The woman couldn't ever walk after that. The child had the limbs removed immediately, but press got ahold of some pictures." He threw a handfull of pictures of a baby with strange extentions all over the floor, so everyone in the room could see them. I closed my eyes, not wanting to be reminded. The child grew over the years to be smart, independant, atractive. Everything a parent could want. But they were only happy for a few years, weren't they? Said child's parents died of a car crash 8 yeard latter. After that, her unkle came to take care of her. He died soon of illness. At the age of sixteen, ____'s best friend came to live with her and help her out. She was rapped and killed withing the month. Nobody came near her after that. Too scared, with good reason. Anybody at school that got on her bad side came down with a life-threatening fever. A few of them died. In her last year of high school, a teacher came on to her. Guess what happened? He died. They say they found dog-like bite marks all over his body, and his throat was torn to shredds. They say his organs were hung about the room like christmas ordaments. They found the young girl in the closet, shivering like an animal." He stopped circleing and sat beside the pannel. "I'm interested in your side of the story, ____. What happened to that man?" When I didn't answer, he snapped his fingers and bolt after bolt of electricity flew through me in waves. He did this many times. Asking me what happened and punishing me for my silence. But I would never tell him. Not someone like him.
  5. "This earned her the nick-name 'Dragon fever'. Why won't you tell me? You're soposed to talk with your father." I snapped my teeth at him, making him jump back. This resulted in more punnishment. "Now tell me!" He snareled. I just looked to the ground. He stood and huffed. "Fine. I sopose I have been too leniant with you." Then the men came in carrying a large tub. He grinned and dumped the 5 foot tub of salt on my bare back, with the help of the large men. I screamed bloody murder, wishing I could black out already. I remember thinking 'I guess there is a God.' as everything went black. ***DREAM*** "Oh, ____. You've gotten hurt again." My mother said, coming to her crying child. "I thought I told you not to fight with those big kids. You keep getting hurt." "But," I siffled. "They were calling you and Daddy bad names. Then they kicked the nice doggy next door in the tummy. He was crying. And he kept talking really loud." She looked confused. "Honey, what did he say?" I glared at the ground. "He said he'd get back at them for being mean to us. He said he was gonna make them really sick."I answered ominously. That day, my mother made me stay home. But the three kids still got sick and died of 130 degree fevers. It faded away until I was in my old bedroom. "I remember that. I was in the first grade." As I sat on the bed, I heard footstepps. The door opened and my father came in, holding a plate of cookies. "Happy birthday, sweetheart." He said, handing them to me. "Thanks, Daddy. They're great! Do you think Jesse will want some too?" He looked at me sadly. "You mean that boy down the street? I'm sure he would. You two have become pretty good friends, haven't you?" I nodded hapily, swallowing another cookie. "Ya. He's really nice. He even let me borrow his giant bouncy ball today. He doesn't have many friends either. But we're really good friends!" He nodded slowly. "I see." The memory faded and I was in a black place. "Ya. That was my 6th birthday. Jesse died soon after of his Lukimia though. My only friend." "Yes. They all die, don't they?" A voice said sadly. I whipped around, but no one was there. "All gone." I turned back to see a hunched over person with a mask on. "Why have we been cursed with such a monster of a child?!" I now noticed the mask looked just like my mother. Then it changed to one of the children, the voice changing with it. "I can't believe the rumors are really true! She really CAN kill anyone she wants. What a FREAK!"
  6. The mask then turned to one of myself. "Why are they all so mean?! They should be punnished for this! What's I do?!" He raised his/her head omunously towards me. "They'll pay." "NO!" I screamed. "No! I never wanted that! I just wanted them to stop. Never that." I sobbed, knowing he was right. The man then looked directly at me and removed the mask. It was a mn that looked in his thirties, but he was hunched over like an old woman. Suddenly there were hundreds, o thousands of masks floating around us, mid air. The man smirked and sat an an apearing rock. "____." "What is this?" I asked, motioning to the masks. His smirk deepened. "These are masks of the faces of all the people you've ever known. I can tell you what they think, feel, will think, and will feel." I glared at him. "Then who are you?" "I, dear ____, am the Shini." "The what?" Before he could answer, we were surrounded by a thick, red smoke and everything was white. I hate white. "____. ____!" Someone was yelling my name.
  7. The mask then turned to one of myself. "Why are they all so mean?! They should be punnished for this! What'd I do?!" He raised his/her head omunously towards me. "They'll pay." "NO!" I screamed. "No! I never wanted that! I just wanted them to stop. Never that." I sobbed, knowing he was right. The man then looked directly at me and removed the mask. It was a mn that looked in his thirties, but he was hunched over like an old woman. Suddenly there were hundreds, o thousands of masks floating around us, mid air. The man smirked and sat an an apearing rock. "____." "What is this?" I asked, motioning to the masks. His smirk deepened. "These are masks of the faces of all the people you've ever known. I can tell you what they think, feel, will think, and will feel." I glared at him. "Then who are you?" "I, dear ____, am the Shini." "The what?" Before he could answer, we were surrounded by a thick, red smoke and everything was white. I hate white. "____. ____!" Someone was yelling my name. "____!" I opened my eyes to find Sarah hunched over me. "AH!" I groaned as I sat up, peeling my back from the ground. "I...It stings." I cried, feeling the pain flood back to me. "I bet it does. What was he trying to do, kill you?!" Talor was knelt at my side. "He probably was. Freaking nut case." I muttered. "____!" Sarah cried. Then RC came strutting over, looking irritated. "Now are you going to answer my questions?" "Couldn't if I wanted to. Not like that's posible anyways." He snareled. "Would you like another round of PUNISHMENT?" He hissed menacingly. "I'd rather not. But there's no way I can tell you my story. It's in my blood. I can only tell it to blood family, my best friend, the one I love, and there's always one other person. The one who shares the same blood yet different breed." He growled. "WHAT?! Are you saying there have been others like you before?!" I smirked, amused. "Ya. Hundreds. Everyone in my family for the last about...50 or 60 generations has the condition. And it'll keep going for all eturnity. Well, probably not anymore." "What do you mean?!" "Well, this TRAINING, as you call it, will probably kill me. I'm the only one in my family bloodline. So when I die, the curse dies. Unless I have kids, it's over. And I have no intention of passing on this CURSE to mere children. It's too cruel." RC was so mad his teeth were chattering. "We can't let that happen, now can we?!" He snapped his fingers and about fifteen men piled into the room. They took ahold of me and imobalized me. "Come. To my chambers, then." I ghasped and struggled harder, but I couldn't out power them. I imagine under the black suits, they were hiding animal limbs. "____!" I heard my friends crying out for me, going against RC for the first time. For me. "Now you're all acting up? It seemes ____ has been a bad influence." He glared at me and took me through the large doors, slamming them behind him.
  8. He took me to the bedroom, locking the doors behind him. I looked around in aw. The walls werea deep gray behind black, white, and red furniture. The bed was king-sized and had red comforters with black and white flames on them, the mere symbole of passion. "How do you like it?" I whipped around, pulled from my trance. "I think it's rather nice. I know your favorite color was red. It's mine too, you know. The color of blood." He was taking small, gental steps towards me. Before I could controle myself, my body was taking steps back, sensing his intentions. "Why are you to hateful towards me? I brought you here, gave you friends, uniquness, a sense of being nedded. All the things you never had. I've done all the things that would make you happy." His voice was now sounding more gruff, stronger. Then it sounded as if he was struggling to stand becouse of some immence pain. He suddenly started scraming and blood sprayed from his body. He then has a dog tail and ears, and his hair had turned black. "Can't you see? We're the same. Both alone, both wanting a reason, to be needed. I tried stealing your heart, but I can see that won't happen. Fine then. I'll gain dominence. The thing most important in a relationship." With that, he lept farward, lunging at me. I easily dodged, though he manadged to mut a couple cuts on my shoulder. I hissed as I landed, my back feeling on fire. "Ahh..." I wimpered, willing the pain away. In my distraction, RC had slammed me to the wood floor. He bared his large fangs, clearly showing his diminence. My tail went between my legs in fear. I couldn't beet him, at least not injured. Even in this state, I spit at him in defiance. I wouldn't give in without a fight. And I wouldn't act like it either. He just brushed it off and leaned dow, towards me. He nibbled my ear and smirked as I flushed red. "You're so cute." He whispered. He then proceded to run his toung along my jawline, making me shiver. His smirk grew and I knew I didn't have the strangth to fight back any longer. He lowered his lips to where they were only inches from mine. Just then, the door burst open. There stood Joey in centaur form. "____!" He lept farward and snached me up while RC was in shock. But that wasn't long. Withing seconds, he was up and after us. Though he wouldn't have stood a chance on a straight path, his wolf-like features gave him the advantage in the narrow, winding halls. "J-Joey!" "Don't worry, ____. I'm gonna get you out of here. If I let something like that happen to you again, what kind of best friend would I be?" He asked goofily. I giggled and then something struck me. He said AGAIN. How could he know something like that? They say, a ___(LAST NAME)___'s links (family, lover, best friend, one other person) had a special connection. I do consider Joey my best friend, so mabey he said that uncouncously? No. He loked slightly sad when he said the word. He knew. But... "Joey." "We're here!" He yelped. I turned my head to see a set of doors. Joey rammed them open, revealing a small plane. Beside the door sat the maid that always came to fetch us. "Wha..." "She's on our side. She can take you home!" I smiled brightly, before I realized he'd said "you". As we reached her, the maid said hurriedly. "We can only take one for now. Who'll it be?" Joey shoved me farword lime a little kid with a classroom award. She nodded and ushered me inside. Before I could get in, a whole set of troops apeared. RC stepped farword. "Give her back." He said. "GIVE HER BACK! Do this, and I MIGHT let you live, BOY!" I shook my head. I knew he wouldn't hand me over. I also knew RC wouldn't let Joey live. The men came and took Joey away, tranking him. RC came up to me and took me into a tight embrace, then backed up, looking furious. "Punishment." I awaited the usual physical ones, but that isn't what I got. "You have betrayed me,so you must be punnished. You will be locked away, with no company other than myself. You will be all alone. And that...BEAST will be executed immediately." I froze, then started screaming.
  9. "NO! NOOO! Leave Joey alone! He just wanted to help me! PLEASE! DON'T!!!" I bellowed, feeling as if my heart had just been ripped out. When he just glared at me, I just cracked. Glaring at RC calmly, in a monatone voice, I said demonicly, "Wow. That's just pathetic." His eyes widened at my comment. "HOW D-" "How dare I? I dare willingly. I don't spread my pain to others. I don't punnish others for trying to escape torture. I don't turn children into monsters. I give mercy and hope." I looked up at him dissatisfiedly and demonicly. "And I eliminate threats to what I care about." With that, I lept at my kidnapper, torturer, and enemy, fully intending to kill...
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