The thick mist loomed in the air, you could taste it, and the slight breeze hitting my face, it was refreshing a way. It was dark out the mist made it worse, I could barely see, the flickering light barley laminated the sidewalk. "I don't want to go home, I hate having to deal with my mom," I whispered to myself, a heavy sigh escaped my mouth.

Kids at school just call me M. My mom never gave me a name she just calls me kid, not very fitting now, I'm about to turn 14, my birthday is in a month, December 5th 2018. But did I really ever have a birthday, my mom never celebrated my birthday or anything for that matter I was just there. I don't have any other family, my dad left when he found out mom was having a baby girl and my mom always hated me, she never says I love you she never hugs me she barley touches me.Well, I'm almost home don't have anywhere else to go.

Breath in and out, I opened the door and long haunting creak following. Guess being sneaky is out of the question. "Hi mom," I said in a deep tone looking down to avoid eye contact. While trying to run up the stairs as fast as I could but no luck. "KID COME BACK DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!" Great, now I have to talk to her. As I made my way down the creaky steps I could feel her cold eyes staring at me. I tried to plaster a smile on, "Yes," I asked in the nicest tone I could muster after my horrible day at school. "Why are you smiling like your being forced to? Get over here now." Why is she so harsh. "Yes ma'am?" She reached for my face and yanked my ear down hard I howled in pain and cluched my ear after she let go. "Wimp. Why are you home so late you should have been here an hour ago." I snarkily replied, "Why what happened an hour ago?" She then got up from her chair and walked over to me she raised her hand and slaped me across the face. I hit the ground with a big thud. As I slowly got up from the floor clutching my cheek she said, "Say something like that again I'll give you something to be sorry about."

I finally stood up, she was much taller than me and bigger than me to, I'm not to small but as a teenage girl she has me. I'm not saying I'm short I'm average hight I'm about 5 5' long brown hair, hazle eyes, my mom is alot lighter than me though she could be a buff ghost but people mistake us for sisters. To think about it my mom looks alot younger than she is actually is and people say I look 16. I then looked at her eyes as I finished getting up, just as cold, dead and lifeless as ever. I simply walked past her and went to my room upstairs.

As I walked in my room I went into my bathroom to check the damage, "GOOD GOD?!?" I looked at my face and I had a huge bruise on my cheek and the other side of my face was all cut up from the old busted up wood floor. I disinfected the wounds and washed my face. I let out a heavy sigh looking at my face in the mirror, I turned off the water and got all ready for bed. I didn't feel like taking a shower, but after I was done getting ready I went back downstairs. "Anything for dinner," I asked my mom while walking down the creaky steps. Who am I kidding she probably didn't make anything like always. And when I finally got in the kitchen, big shocker there was no food. My mom looked up from her magazine at me from the couch, and I looked back with a bit of fear in my eyes slowly taking a small step back.

"Well?" She asked me, looking me up and down. I was blatantly confused and looked at her. "Well what," I finally asked back after the brief moment of silence. She then scoffed and rolled her eyes "Well are you going to get anything," she said in a rude snappier tone. "I wasn't planning on it," I replied with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. "Well good now you are, there is money in my room and if I find more than $20 missing I will hunt you down and kill you myself. Capeesh?" Now I have to go get food for her great. "Capeesh."

I went back upstairs to now get ready to get some food but I didn't have to do much, I just changed into some sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I grabbed the $20 off my mom's night stand and went outside, you could still smell the mist that loomed there earlier that night. I hopped on my bike and went on my marry way. As I was riding down the sidewalk a black van pulled up beside me. I didn't trust it but then again I didn't trust anything, so I didn't think to much of it, the pizza place was just ten minutes away so I thought I was fine for the time being.

I then put in my ear buds, and started humming the beet of the song. I was just about 5 minutes away when the van came to a dead stop on a crosswalk that I had to cross. I signaled the driver to keep moving but they didn't so I got off my bike, took out my ear buds and walked behind the van with my bike, I didn't trust it not one bit.

I got to the other side just fine but before I could get back on my bike the van came over to me and I heard the van door open...

I opened my eyes in shock, I can't make a noise, gasping for air. I got on my hands and knees coughing my guts out, gasping for air between each cough. I finally stopped I sat back up leaning my head against the wall. "Good God," I said letting out a big sigh. I need to collect myself, I started looking around the room, there is a big black screen on the wall, definitely a 2 way mirror, and there is a huge metal door, and the rest gray concrete. And a boy, I think I recognize him, well he is all the way across the room so I can't tell. I leaned my head back to the concrete again but this time closing my eyes with a brief sigh escaping my mouth.

"Hi," I heard a voice from a cross the room. It was the boys voice, I looked over turning my head slightly, "Hi," I said with barely any breath left in me. As I turned my head back the boy started getting up and walking over to me "M?!?" He said with some shock in his voice, I turned to look back at him and was shocked to see Tony. "TONY!?!" I said with even more shock in my voice.

Tony is a kid that I go to school with, we are very good friends but he is from the rich side of town so I have no idea how he got here. I know how I got here there is no police on either side but on the poor side of town where I live there is alot of crime. It is much cheaper than living on the rich side of town, me and my mom had to move after my dad died.

"Need help up," I was shot out of my thoughts and saw Tony standing over me with his nice happy grin that he always has on with me. "Yeah thanks," I said while grabbing his hand and pulling myself up from the spot I was just sitting in. "How did we get here," Tony said to me while looking around the room. "I should be asking you that," I replied. "Well it's sorta a long story," he looked at me nervously. "I'm all ears," I replied looking at him curiously. He sighed then started explaining:

"It was a foggy night out, I was still in the school studying for the midterm exam. I was in the library until I saw the time, it had to be at least 10pm, so I gathered all my stuff in my back pack and left. It was very dark out and very hard to see anything, but I wanted to stop by to say hi to you," his face turned a pinky tone as he looked back at me. "So while I was walking down the road on your side of town there was a big white van that pulled up next to me. So I started walking faster and faster until I came to a full sprint, I had to be still 15 minutes away from your house because it's on the outskirts of town. I started to slow down thinking I lost the van and I turned around to see if it was still there and this huge guy wearing all black came behind me the and he hit me on the neck the last thing a saw was the white van there as my head hit the ground."

He then paused for a second and looked down at me with worrisome eyes, "what happened to you." I looked at him and walked forward to give him a tight hug. He seemed shocked at first then he wrapped his arms around me. "What happened to me I feel is a longer story," I then backed up from his embrace, "but I'll tell you."

"I got home late that night and my mom got mad at me," I paused, how did Tony recognize me with all the cuts and the bruise on my face? "She didn't make dinner so I went out on my bike to get pizza and a black van came up beside me. I didn't think much of it at the time, then I had to cross a crosswalk and the black van stopped on the crosswalk so I got off my bike and walked around it. Then I heard the van door open and I felt a sharp pain on the side on my neck and nothing."

We paused there thinking about what happened to each other. Both wondering why it happened to us, wondering if there's a reason it happened. Because our stories are similar and that it wouldn't just happen to two random people, especially ones that know each other. "Wow," he said breaking the silence. "Wow what, are you thinking the same thing that I am," I replied back with some worry in my voice. "I..." He started but was interrupted by a screeching on an intercom in the room.

We both looked up trying to find where the screech came from. "Helloooo...." a voice said. Tony leaned over to me and said, "his voice is creepy." And I agreed the guys voice sounded like he could eat a school full of children. "Tony Chelomburg and..... Sylvia Minclare, WELCOME," The voice continued. Tony leaned over to me again, "who is Sylvia?" "I have no idea," I replied honestly. The voice came on again, "Oh you don't know who Sylvia is I'm guessing, well M's real birth given name is Sylvia Minclare." My eyes opened wide and I looked over at Tony and he looked very shocked as well. SCREECH. The mic came on again, "I guess you're wondering why you're here, I would love to introduce a very close friend of mine. He loves being introduced to new people, especially ones with alot of.... let's say potential. AaaHahahahHa........"

I heard big footsteps approaching the door. "Good God," I said while my eyes opened wide in fear. I looked over at Tony and he didn't look any better than I did. Thud, THUD ThuD...

All you could hear was the footsteps coming towards the door Thud tHuD THUD. I don't know what was louder my heartbeat or the footsteps, the sound flooded my head, as I stepped back with a wobble and slid back down the wall. Tony came over to me to see if I was OK, he tried to say something I saw his mouth moving but all I could hear was my heart beat getting faster. He then embraced me in a tight hug, it did calm me down a little. I hugged him back bursting into tears. He just hugged me back tighter, as a tear rolled down his cheek.

He then stopped and looked at me with a stern look on his face with his hands on my shoulders, "You need to calm down, so you can assess the situation, you are the smartest person I know. You can do this." When he was done talking he held his hand up to my face, I thought he was going to smack some sense into me but he wiped the tears off my red flushed cheeks. He then gave me a warm smile and hugged me again, "You ok now?" He said in a soft warming tone. "Yes, now I am thanks," I said hugging him back. I then stood up from the wall and looked toward the door ready to fight.

Creak..... The door open just a crack. SMASH! The door swung open and hit the wall behind it. A dark figure then emerged from the doorway, "THIS IS MY DEAR FRIEND, HAVE FUN!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!" My eyes opened wide in fear, the figure had to be no more than 6 foot but he looked ripped you could see the muscle indentation on the black cloth. I looked over at Tony and he was frozen in fear, "TONY!" I said loudly to get his attention, he still stood there not moving he then hit the ground and hit his head, passed out cold."Why isn't that disappointing," the voice said in a sarcastic tone.

I then ran over to him and picked him up, Tony is pretty muscular, but I'm very strong. He has jet black hear, a dimond shaped face, with dark brown eyes. He is a very beautiful boy with soft but strong features. My cheek bones are higher and I have a strong jawline.

"Well well well look at the strong girl," he said in amusement. I gave a glaring look at the two way mirror, and looked back at Tony with worry. "Interesting..." the mic said in slight confusion. The black figure came up behind me and I felt a hand hit the side of my neck, then everything went dark.

Clunk, Clunk, Clunk... Where am I going, I looked around with my fuzzy vision, I'm in a hallway, and the big figure is carrying me. Where is Tony, I looked around more with my vision clearing up, the guy was just looking forward, I don't think escaping would be good right now, my head still feels fuzzy. I blinked afew times to clear up my vision more, as I inspected the hallways. They are made up of grey tiles and concrete, and the floor, I can't see it from here and I don't want the guy to know I'm awake. My head went fuzzy again and my vision blurred again, my eyelids got heavy and...

Gasp.... I woke up with a jolt, this is a different room. Tony, my eyes opened "TONY!?!" I yelled looking around. "Aww, isn't that cute. Looking for your boyfriend?" I glared at the camera that was pointed at me from the table I was straped to. "Look at that I didn't know you were so touchy," he replied snarkily. The guy that was wearing the black spandex outfit came into the room. He came over to me, knelt next to the bench I was straped to and grabbed my face and inspected me. I tried to say something but the guy squeezed my cheeks harder and put his finger to his face, signaling me to be quite. I don't trust him but I better do what he says, maybe I can get out of these straps if he trust me. "HENRY!!!" The guy yelled from the mic. The guy then got up and walked out of the room.

I wonder who that guy was and why he was examining my face. I raised my head wondering why it was so cold and I saw that they changed my clothes. Now I have grey shorts on, with a grey crop top, and no shoes, they left my bra alone though. Why did they change me into this stuff, do they want me to freeze to death? I get cold pretty easily even though I have a very nice abs and very muscular arms but I do sweat sometimes because of my dubble D bra size, and I can never find shorts that fit my wide hips too, after I get out of here I am going to keep these shorts. I rolled my eyes and looked back up at the dull ceiling, and let out a big sigh.

"Helloooo," the voice said from the microphone on the ceiling. I gave a not nice look at the camera, and I could tell you, I was livid. I started trying to get out of my restraints and shaking the table I was straped to. "Looks like I made the little girl angry, awww," he said in a sarcastic voice. If I could see his face I would punch it in. The door then opened and the the guy in spandex came in, I think his name was Henry. He came in with a metal food try, and boy was I hungry, to think about it I haven't eaten in about 2 days. I looked at him, the voice then came on again, "Don't try anything or Tony is going to get it, ok." I looked over at the camera and nodded my head. Henry then came over to me and undid my hand restraints then, moved to my feet and finally did my waist restraints last. After he was done he stepped back and grabbed the food and gave it to me, I hate not seeing people's faces, he has this bright red face mask. I grabbed the food out of his hands and chowed down, he turned around and left. My eye lids got heavy...