The End or Beginning

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Hello my cyberkittens, this is my new first chapter, hope you enjoy!

Silence. That's all I hear as I wait in a tree, having the night hide my shadow when I decide to cross to another. Stealth, that's what I was taught, stay on guard and keep your senses up. Don't trust anyone and keep silent, be observant and the most important, know your targets.

MECH, that is the company I work for. An organization unknown to the world and only a select few trusted know about it, fewer know what it does. There are the typical soldiers, no rank and always doing what is asked, but they do it without questions. Can't tell the difference between any of them, covered head to toe in a black, bullet proof material, goggles with night vision and laser guns. There are the guards, same clothing as the soldiers but much bulkier, upgraded laser guns along with grenades and of course, higher training in combat. They guard of course the compound, but also the science labs and testing rooms along with the cells. The technicians wear the same as the soldiers to, though with plastic gloves and shaded goggles, without guns. They fix the computers, cranes, cars, testing machines and, of course, the test tubes. There are the scientists, they conduct tests on weaponry or the normal upgrades to the original weapons, but they also are in charge of me besides the leader. They give me strange food and is in charge of teaching me everything, along with a couple of scared teachers taken from random schools. Then there's the most obvious person to an organization, the leader. He created the whole thing by himself after a hatred, no one knows to who or what though and he is also the one who asked for my kidnapping.

Then the most obvious one, me. I was a normal teenager, high school, bullies and homework, tons of it. The normal stress teenage life, until that faithful day when my parents decided to take me and my two sisters, for a picnic. I loved the idea until when the most dreadful moment ever, happened.

******flashback******

Laughing hard, I roll on the ground, clutching my stomach from the pain of it being uncontrollable. My dad had just fallen on nothing to catch the Frisbee and I'm not the only one who thought it utterly funny. My other two sisters were laughing to as my mom just smiled on the picnic blanket. She is the best mother, besides her love and kindness, she also has the genes of looking younger than she is. A woman in her forties looking like she's in her thirties with blond hair, hazel eyes, thinning yet full lips and a chubby frame, yet still looks beautiful. My dad, a man in his forties, quiet obvious, is a brown headed, barreled stomach, blue eyed teddy bear. He can get scary, but he is mostly funny and is quite tall. My oldest sister, a seventeen year old girl, is a dark headed, blue eyed, freckled, full lipped, curvy framed that looks amazing. My youngest sister, a fourteen year old girl, looks seventeen, is a tall, blond, blue eyed, semi full lipped, slim and very energetic. Then me, I'm quite short but good for my age of a sixteen year old. Hazel eyes, brown headed and good looking by other people. I had gotten my mother's genes of looking younger than I am, I look fourteen and it sometimes frustrates me when they think my younger sister is older than me.

As my dad gets up, of course I'm already standing after my laughing fit, he shouts, "Alex! Heads up!" Getting ready with a nod, he throws the Frisbee high. I run sideways, keeping my eyes on it and raise a hand to catch it, only to run into a hard, yet soft, thing. Landing on my ass, I look up and see I ran into a guy wearing an all black wet suite? Going to apologize, not knowing he will be the one to ruin my life, when I'm suddenly grabbed by my shirt and picked up, being twisted around and put into a choke hold. "Hey!" , he tightens his hold, not strong enough to choke me, and I see my whole family run over, stopping only when he raises his hand with a gun to my head, "I'm taking them and if you do anything, well, let's just say a bullet through the skull is my answer."

I gulp and think it over, looking up to my scared and confused family members, I give a small nod, smiling softly, "Don't worry. As long as you guys are safe, let me go." They glance between each other, seeing the fear and worry in their eyes causes me to get nervous, but I keep my smile to reassure them. My mother looks me into the eyes, tears growing in hers as she nods sadly, looking away quickly and I understand, she doesn't want me to think her weak. My sisters hug my mother after taking quick glanced and dad just sighs sadly in defeat.

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