-The Chase-3-

The cold air from outside the chamber hit my warm skin sending chills up and down my body. The man who open the chamber began to talk. His voice was harsh, and painful to listen to. It reminded me of my fathers voice when he would yell at me. The vivid memories flooded through my head like rushing water, causing my head to ache. The man began to holler at me, asking me too many questions in a little amount of time. "SHUT UP!!" I screamed on the top of my lungs, causing me to lose my breath. As I tried to calm myself down and get my heart back to normal pace the man decided to be calm and take it easy on me. He began to ask the "easy" questions, but with my body full of pain, they weren't easy questions at all.
   "What is your name?" he ask.
   "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours!" I snapped back causing more pain to my body.
I decided I would take it easy on myself just in-case I need my energy.
   "My name is Eric, now tell me your name." He replied back slowly trying not to raise his voice.
   "I am..Jane.. Anymore questions, Eric..?" I said quietly.
He began to ask me where I was from, and all the goody. I rested my head back as he began to question.
   I stopped him in the middle of the question with a loud scream, as I grabbed my thigh. Pains continuous shot through it, not stopping, no matter how much I would pray. Eric rushed over to the machine I was hooked up to and started typing in codes and what not. The ivy in my arm was then filled with a pink substance, and the pain began to slowly go away.
   Maybe these people weren't trying to hurt me, maybe they were trying to help?

-The Chase-2-

     As I woke up I felt pain shoot throughout my body, causing me to let out a horrifying scream. I was afraid to open my eyes, not knowing what to expect. I seemed to be laying on a metal platform, not the hard ground. Someone has found me, someone who is not very happy with me. But who is this person, and what do they want from me? As I pondered this thought, still not opening my eyes, I heard footsteps coming towards me. I froze, trying not to move or breath very heavy. It was hard not to move around, or even scream. Pain still flowed through my body, causing every bone to ache. The footsteps soon turned around and clicked machinery.

     As I laid there as motionless as possible I heard two voices whispering in a distances. I focused in on the two voices, as my ears fixed them self on the voices I continued to feel pain. I tried to push the pain aside and try to figure out who this people were, and what they were doing. As I let my surroundings fade I figured out that one voice was woman's and the other one was a man. I didn't bother to try to listen to their conversation because I haven't really worked on my hearing lately. I didn't want to push myself.
    As I came back to listening to my surroundings I noticed that there was no other breathing in the room I was in, so that means the person who was clicking machinery has left the room in the past 5 minutes. I soon felt an itch on my nose and tried to reach up to relive it but my hands were tied down. I then decided I needed to know where I was, I opened my eyes. I fell into shock to see what was all around me.
    Who are these people and what do they want with me? Why am I strapped down onto a metal bed, with a compartment over my body? Why were they testing on me? As my questions ran through my head, I heard footsteps. My eyes shot shut and I froze. The footsteps came over to me in this chamber, and all of a sudden I felt air against my skin. Were they going to talk to me about this or are they going to hurt me more?

-The Chase-1-

     I kept running and running, trying not to look back. Not wanting to ever return to my past. My past of abuse, and hate. My own family betrayed me. It was a shame to have me in their family. And all because I was different. I was special. I had powers, like no other person. No other person I have ever know of. But then again, I haven't met many people. Living in a small community out on the hill side. I figured no one would notice I was gone, so I figured running was the best option other than death, but I didn't want to end my life.

       I ran away because I knew this would be the only way to leave my bad memories, and even the few good ones, to erase them from my life and try to make new memories. Running away at the age of 14 was going to be hard. Not knowing where to go, or how I will survive. But my thoughts kept wondering back to one thing; my powers, and wondering if anyone else had them too. The question continued to buzz through my mind. Wondering if their were others in my family had these powers or if I was just a freak. As my thoughts of others were wondering throughout my mind, I then remembered I was running. I got caught up in the moment of too many things going on, not knowing if I should concentrate on running or on my mind.

      All of a sudden I tripped over a branch, causing me to hit my head against the hard ground, falling unconscious...