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Kidnapped:
Superhumans

Waking up in an unfamiliar place is strange when you know, for sure, you fell asleep somewhere else. But I will tell you what happened before the unfamiliar place came to play. I had gotten home from work, and had a bag of medicine for my mother and father. They had fallen deathly ill and I was the closest one who could take care of them. My two sisters were out of state and said they were to busy to visit. So here I was, taking care of my parents and wondering if they were ever going to get better. My mother was barely conscious through her sickness, and my father wouldn't stop coughing. They say that there is a God who controls and guides everyones fates. I wondered if this is what he had in mind for more than half the population of the world. The news reported that near half of the human race has fallen sick, and most of them had died from it. I was worried about the death part, but couldn't take my parents to a hospital because it was full up. Most of the state of Florida was sick and dead. The neighborhood that I had lived in, now only had my parents, and some other family in the back, still alive. The stench outside was horrendous as no one had come to clean out the houses. The churches and big time religious groups called this time of great death the apocalypse.

Now, it has been weeks that I have been taking care of my parents, when suddenly, the day I dreaded finally came. I went to get them their daily medicine when I discovered they no longer breathed. I was crying for days and days until I finally buried them in the back yard. I used some stone from an abandoned construction site a neighborhood over to place as a head stones. When I had finished, I sat on the couch in the living room, not knowing what to do next. So I turned on the news and began to pack. The woman who reported on the news had red eyes and was coughing, but continued to report.

“Over half of the population has died off now...I'm sorry everyone still left out there, but it looks like this is truly the end as we know it,” she said and began to weep, then the feed went black, then to the colored bars. I turned off the TV, grabbed the keys to the new car my parents bought a few weeks before they fell ill, and walked out of the house. Tears streamed down my face as I leave the house one last time and not ever being able to see my parents again. I assumed that both my sisters were gone as well and more tears fell. The car my parents bought was very new, and expensive, because it was a Ferrari.

Two years ago, the environment safety scientists had figured out how to make a car run on nothing but electricity and still go over 100 mph. They replaced most of the cars in the world with these new environmentally friendly cars, thinking they were saving the world. As a result, the smog from the cities cleared away, creating more sunlight coming through the atmosphere. The extra light somehow created a new virus. At least, that is what they believed. They discovered it first, in the rotting flesh of a dead animal. Then it spread to an air born thing and began to infect humans.

I sigh at the recollection of the unfortunate turn of events, and climb into the car. I place the key in the slot and it turned on. I pushed a big green button and the silent engine came to life. The screen in the middle of the dashboard spoke, “Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Thompson.” I turn it off and close it, then back out of the driveway. Then, I paused in the middle of the road and pulled out my phone. I held my breath as I sped dialed my husbands number. He had been sent over seas on a navy trip and was gone for five months. The phone rang three times, and on the fourth, someone answered.

“Hello?” asked a familiar voice.
“Travis?” I nearly stutter in my excitement.
“Trish? Oh my god are you okay? Everything is dead where I was, but I'm heading home now! Where are you?” he said frantically.
“I'm in the middle of the street, leaving my house...they're dead Travis. My family is dead....where are you going to port at?” I say fighting back my tears.
“At St. Augustine, if my direction is right,” he let out a slight chuckle, “I should be there in about and hour or so...”
“I will be there waiting for you, I love you and stay safe please. I don't want to lose you either,” I say.
“I love you to and stay safe as well, I will see you later,” he hung up and I closed the phone.

I took in a deep breath then continued to drive. When I came to the end of the subdivision, I turned right and headed to the end of that road. When I came to the red light, I wondered why I stopped. There was no one on the road and I was pretty sure I wasn't going to see anyone, but it stopped at the light anyway. Then I turned right and sped down the highway toward St. Augustine. The digital clock read 7:30 pm and I didn't arrive at the port until around 9:15. I wasnt expecting it to take that long but there were cars parked in the middle of the road when I passed through the towns. I averted my eyes to looking at all the dead people in the cars, and focused on maneuvering through them. When I did reach the port, no one was there. I called Travis's cell but he didn't answer. I left him a message after I texted him. The message went something like this,

“Travis, I don't know where you are or why you wont answer your phone, but I will be waiting her for you, no matter how long that takes...I love you...please come to me,” and I hung up with tears in my eyes. After a while my eyes grew heavy. Around 10:30 at night, I began to fall asleep. But the last thing I remember before I fell asleep was that he never came.

Now here is where the strange room comes to play. I did remember falling asleep in my car, but I woke up in a strange room. The set up was different from what I was used to. All along the back wall was pillows and blankets and sleeping bags. I lay in one of those sleeping bags but a table was set up in front of me, turned sideways, so I couldn't see anything. I got up, suddenly feeling very sore. My muscles ached with every twitch and move I make. When I stood up, I also noticed that I wasn't wearing what I had on before, either. My previous clothes had been replaced with the strangest feeling fabric that seemed to stick to my skin. I tried to find a zipper or something to get it off, but found nothing. Giving up on that, I continued to explore the room. The left side of the room was lined with mirrors, and I went over to study my self. I looked different to me, but I couldn't figure out what was different. Then it dawned on me, I was 27 years old and here I am, looking like I was 18 years old! Then more and more things began to stand out to me. My figure had been slimmed down to what I would call 'stick thin' but I still had my huge butt and size 36B boobs. My body looked more like an hourglass than before. My hair felt different to me as well. I reached up and cupped it in my hand. It felt so soft and healthy, but fake at the same time. Like the kind of stuff you would find on those really soft blankets or pillows in the store. On my wrist sat a hair band and I tied my hair up out of my eyes. My eyes were still bright blue, but they were different to. The blue color of them seemed to be more of a silvery now. My new appearance was most strange and I didn't know what to do. But then a noise caught my attention.

A growl was uttered behind me and I turned. The door to the room I was in, was open and outside, I could see a tiger. The whole side the door was on, was nothing but glass. The tiger growled at another who came to see what it was eating. To my disgust, it was another human, and he was wearing the same apparel I was. For some strange reason, instead of running and hiding like most people would do, I slowly walked to the open slidy doors. They didn't notice me until I placed my hand on the doors. Their ears perked up in my direction then they stood alert. Their eyes fixed right on me, and I could see the wild in them. Then one slowly began to raise its paw into a stalk toward me. With speed I didn't know I had, I slammed the slidy doors shut. But they didn't close all the way! They got stuck on something in the ground, and I ran out of time to get it out of the way. The tigers were trying to fit through the gap about six inches wide. I quickly locked the doors in place so they couldn't move and stood up, gasping. My heart beat rapidly in my chest and I backed away from the crazed tigers. Then I hit a table that suddenly appeared behind me. When I turned to look, there was a boy standing next to me who stared at the tigers.

“Who the heck are you, and how long have you been standing there?” I ask him.
“My names Cory...I watched you close the doors,” he continued to stare at the tigers. Then a ring of a phone caught both our attentions. We looked at the table and saw two phones on either side of the table. Mine was vibrating and ringing and I hesitantly answered it.
“Hello?”
“Trish and Cory listen very carefully to what I am about to tell you,” he paused and I put him on speaker phone, then he continued, “I am what most people would call a god or a devil. I am the one who has put the virus into the air. This world needed to be cleaned, and I did that, but I must keep the good side of the human race alive. However, my plans have gone astray. I did not plan that there would be other people immune to the virus, and now they threaten to plaque the world again. You two, plus many others, have been chosen by me to live.”
“What makes us different from the others who where immune?” I ask.
“The ones whom I have chosen are not normal anymore,” so I've noticed, “but still human. Instead of the virus killing you, it has been changed. You would have died from the virus if I had not gotten to you first. Now, with an anti-virus that I have come up, it alters the effects to perfect you, instead of destroy you. You are now what most would call, superhuman, but nothing fictional. Everything that has happened to you two is completely natural, no magic, no miracle of any god or anything like that. It is simply the evolution of humanity.”

“So what are we supposed to do now?” Cory spoke over the roaring of the tigers.
“Your purpose is to live, obviously, but take out all who lived through the virus and are still bad humans. They raid cities and kill each other, its disgusting, and they continue to burn fossil fuels to make electricity. Unfortunately they are spreading faster than I thought,” the mystery man on the phone paused as if he knew I was planning to ask something.

“How long has it been?” I ask.
“You and Cory have both been asleep for about two years,” he responded without hesitation. Cory and I stood in silence as the shock of the time had washed over us. Then I shook my head to clear my mind. Since I had nothing else to live for, I straightened up and looked at the tigers with a determined look upon my face. Cory studied my expression and realized the same thing I did.

“Good you two, now, out side you will not find any means of transportation. Do not use anything like that to get around. You will surely be attacked that way. Instead, be stealthy and swift with your movements. You will be able to run for miles on end if you so wish,” the mystery man said.

“But what about my asthma?” I looked back down at the phone.
“What asthma? Any disease you had has been eliminated by the virus,” he said then continued, “Now go and find others like yourselves. You most likely will not hear from me again. These phones are for you, along with the weapons that lay on the table. The tigers...I'm not sure were they came from but, I am sure you will get past them easily. Farewell you two and good luck on your journey,” the sound of a click came over the phone then there was silence. I closed the phone and found a pocket on my whatever I was wearing, and placed it inside. Then I turned to the weapons he talked about earlier.

There was a long metal rod, on my side of the table, that had a black wrapping on one end. I picked it up and to my surprise it was very light, or perhaps it was my strength that made it seem light. Cory's weapon looked like a crowbar but with the same black wrap at the end. He picked it up and spun it around testing how it moved. I did the same and nearly hit him in the face. We had a slight laugh but we were cut short by the crazed tigers and their roaring. I look at Cory and nod.

“You ready for this?” I ask and hold my weapon at the ready.
He looked from the tigers to me and smiled, “Yep.”

I lunged forward and jabbed one of the tigers in the mouth, sending it flying in the opposite direction. Cory caught the other under the chin with the bent part of his weapon, and killed the tiger. He quickly unlocked the doors and I rushed over to the tiger I had jabbed before, then bashed its head in before it could get up. We didn't stop to study the battle, but ran with amazing speeds away from the house we were in. It sat up on a hill overlooking a city below. We ran toward the city down the side of the hill. The weather was beautiful and I enjoyed how peaceful everything looked. It was then, that I realized what the man on the phone was talking about. The earth is beautiful, and the human race had cut into that beauty and ripped it away to make the cities and homes for us to live in. Now I began to hate how we had torn the life away from the world and was glad that now, I get to do something about it.

When we reached the city we slowed our pace to a jog. All the cars were parked to the side of the roads and streets with dead people still inside them. They were very much rotted and I was glad that the windows were rolled up on them. We passed through the convenient store portion of town and headed toward the business area. I could tell that these buildings were built right into the hills because the parking lots had many levels to them. A large electric plant came into sight as we passed a large building. It rose high into the sky and I could hear the hum of the electricity flowing through it still. Then something moved in a many leveled parking garage on the other side of the street. We turned and froze at the sudden movement and looked for what it was. I felt as if we were being watched. Then I felt the feeling again, but it came from behind, so we spun around to see a group of three staring at us. They wore the same thing as us, but they looked as if they had been out here longer. Then their eyes darted behind us and they grabbed us by our shoulders. We were pulled behind a car and crouched there.

“Who are you three?” I whisper.
The boy answered first, “Josh.”
“Kate,” said the only girl.
“Call me Spike,” the other boy said then pulled out a weapon like mine.
“There are raiders over in that parking lot,” Josh said pulling out one that looked like Cory's.
“What should we do?” I ask and pull mine out.
“Do you know how to use it?” Spike asked.
“Kinda...” I said.
“Here let me show you,” Spike leaned over and twisted the black wrapped handle. It clicked and he pulled out a sword from the inside of the tube.
“Wow...” I said with amazement.
“What about mine?” Cory held out his. Josh took his and did something totally different. Instead of just twisting it and pulling out a sword; he twisted it, moved the handle up to the middle, twisted it back, then pulled it apart revealing two short swords. Then they all began to take out their swords and crouch at the ready. Then I saw the movement again. A head appeared over the cement railing and scanned the street below. I duck out of sight before his eyes fall upon the car and see me. Then very quietly Josh whispered to me, (I was amazed I even heard him)
.
“I want you to get some experience, so when I say go, kill them,” he said.
“And how am I to do that? They are at least ten feet up,” an arrow flew through the window of the car and landed in the ground at my feet, “And they have arrows...”
“You are a super human and you have a sword...” another flew through the car, “Ready?” I nod my head, “We will come in behind you...now go!”

I sprang up without hesitation and ran toward the men who shot arrows at me. Out of instinct my arms leaned back and I ran faster. The sword I held pointed out ready to strike. Then I lept into the air and, to my astonishment, landed were the raiders stood. Shock over came their faces but died away quickly and they began to take aim again. I ran toward them, some how dodging the arrows, and swung my sword. It sliced right through three of their necks, but I didn't stop there. Within seconds I had killed ten more. When I turned around I saw that there were more than I had previously thought there was. Dozens stood with all their bows and spears pointed right at me. I thought it was the end until I saw Cory, Josh, Kate, and Spike flash by me and into the crowd. I rushed in with them and began to massacre the raiders. When they were all dead, we sheathed our swords and weapons and jumped back down to the ground.

“Good work you two, you have proven yourselves worthy to travel with us,” Josh said as he continued to walk.
“My name is Trish by the way,” I told and waved Cory to my side.
“And I'm Cory,” he said.

Josh only nodded, then broke off into a run toward the power plant. Me and Cory look at each other as the other two fallow him. We shrug, then ran after them as well. They lept over the high voltage fence and ran toward the shed in the middle of the plant. I cautiously fallowed because I didn't want to be shocked to death. Cory was right behind.

When we reached the shed and walked inside, I was awed at what I saw. Hanging on the walls where weapons of different kinds. I studied them all, and found many different versions of the sword I had. They didn't seem to really care about the many weapons, but looked out the windows instead, and stayed alert. As I continued to study, a loud buzzing noise made me jump and pull out my sword.

“Why are they so stupid?” Josh asked looking out the window. I walk over to see a small group of raiders at the shock fence. One was charred and steaming on the ground.

“Maybe because they are desperate...and human,” the last part that came out of my mouth was unintentional, and I clapped my hands over it. Josh laughed and picked something up off the weapons wall. With the swift movements of his hands, he turned what originally looked like a sword thing, into a bow. He twisted the handle part and an arrow grew from it. He grabbed it, strung it, and took aim. Then he let it fly, and it hit one raider right in between his eyes. The arrow dissolved away as one tried to grab it and use it. Josh strung another and the raiders all ran away.

“Human...” he whispered and watched them run away.
I shrink away back to the weapons and continued to study them. Spike saw this and sat next to me.
“I see you like the weapons we have here,” he smiled at me and picked one up.
“Yeah...” I said not knowing what really to say. He chuckled and picked up one off the floor.
“Since your with us now, you are welcome to whatever you want,” he said. I of course became giddy with excitement and began to grab stuff. As I gathered up a ton of stuff everyone watched me.

“So...how are you going to carry all that?” Cory said. It never dawned on me until then, and I sighed then started to put most of it back up. They laughed at me but I ignored them and chose only one thing to go with me. It was a sword thing, like my previous one, but this one could change into two swords if I wanted to. I sat and practiced with it until I could easily switch it back and forth. For some strange reason, Josh wouldn't stop watching me. I soon became uneasy as the sun began to set behind the horizon and darkness fell. I sat in silence, listening to the hum of the electricity and absentmindedly flipped my sword back and forth. An hour we sat in silence together when suddenly, the group of three jumped up.

“Time to hunt,” Josh said and through the darkness I could see him smile. Before I blinked, I could barely see in the dark, but after the blink, I could see as if it were day. I couldn't help but smile at the discovery I made, and stood up with my new sword.

“What are we going to do?” I ask.
“Find the rest of the raiders and kill them,” Josh turned to me, “We scout the area during the day and hunt at night.”
“Do you ever sleep?” I ask sarcastically but he didn't find it funny.
“We don't need sleep,” he said and walked out of the shed. His two walked past me, not looking at me at all. Cory stood behind me and watched them leave.
“Maybe we wont be with them for to long,” he joked, making me smile.
“Yeah, hopefully,” I say and walk outside after them.

Josh led me and Cory with his group through the city. We stayed in the shadows while we jumped from building top to building top. Finally we came to the first group of raiders. They were camped out in a parking garage with a few fires burning. We all hid behind parked cars while Josh evaluated what to do. There was at least four of them taking watch, walking around the camp with spears in one hand and a sword in the other. Except their swords looked like they were made by smushing sheets of metal and sticking some rope on the end for grip. Mostly, they looked like a crude masheti. All but them were asleep and Josh came up with his plan.

“Okay, we are going to take out those guards quietly. Then we take out the rest,” he paused to peer around the corner, then continued, “Trish, do you think you can take out the guards...quietly?”
“Sure,” I shrug, eager to get started. I actually couldn't wait to do this, it was strange.

“Okay, take out that one first. Oh, and they make a loud thud when they hit the concrete,” he said and pointed to the raider closest to the car. I unsheathe my sword and held it to my side. Then I snuck around the car and behind the raider. I quickly and quietly bring the sword up and slice his neck. He died quickly and I leaned him up on the car as if he were resting. Then I moved to the next one with my speed, and did the same, except I layed him on the ground. I turn to get the next raider but he was about to turn around and see me. I run to get him but he spots me before I get to him. I, however, did get to him in time to silence him. Quickly laying him down, I run to the last one and dispose of him. Once he was taken care of, the others come out of hiding and began to kill the rest of the raiders. I changed my sword to two separate ones and joined in on the killing. For some reason, I just didn't feel sorry for these people. I have been turned against what I used to be. Then before I completely lose it, Cory spoke to me.
“You all right Trish?” he said.
“Yeah, I'm fine,” I rub my head then clean off my swords with the shirt of one of the raiders.
“Hey you two,” Josh said to us.
“Yeah?” I responded.
“Come on, we need to get to the other raider camps,” he said, also cleaning his sword on a fallen raider shirt. I nod and fallow him after looking at Cory and giving him a wink. As we again jump over roof tops, I think about what I used to have and who I used to be. The memories were hazy at first, but the more I think about them the more they became clear. I remembered having a job and living in a beautiful country home with horses and goats. I remembered I was married to someone...but I couldn't remember his name. This fact bothered me the most and I tried hard to remember. As I struggled, more memories flew through my mind. I remembered burying my parents, then a phone call, then a long disturbing drive, then a dock...I was waiting for someone, but who? Then when we arrived at our next destination I remembered.

“Travis!” I blurt and Josh quickly grabs my face to silence me. He holds me until he is sure no one heard me, then releases me.

“Would you keep you outbursts to a minimum please!” he hissed and moved in on the small group of raiders. They all were still awake, and he didn't want to wait for them to fall asleep to kill them. He made us split up and surround them, then we moved in. Surprise was on our side, and the small group was eliminated quickly. When we left again, to find the last raiders camp, Cory ran next to me.

“So what was that about?” he asked.
“I just remembered something...I will tell you later,” I say to him and we came to the last camp.

This group was much larger than the last two combined. They resided on the very top layer of a six story car garage. They also had fires going on all four corners of the building and one large one in the middle. As we scouted into the garage we found that they had four guards on each floor.

“Okay, who wants to play a game?” Josh asked with a smile on his face. Everyone else couldn't help but smile with him.
“Whoever gets to the top first wins,” he peers around the car we all hid behind, and without looking away, he says, “Go!”

We all burst from behind the car and head for a guard. I switched my sword to double while I ran, and cut the head off of one of the guards. I ran up the level and continued to cut off heads. With a quick glance back I saw that Josh was close behind and Cory right on his tale. I let out a laugh of excitement and ran faster. Nearly dancing now, I continued to kill the raiders until I reached the top. I crouched behind the cement block of the ramp and waited for the others to reach me. Josh came up behind me with his bow ready. He smiled at me, then flicked his head toward the other ramp. Kate waved to them with a bow in her hand and Cory's head popped up behind her. Then Spike appeared behind him and he too waved. Then Josh made some hand signals to Kate and she nodded then took aim at one of the guards. Josh took aim at the opposite guard and looked at me.

“When we fire, go and kill the one to the left of us. Cory is going to go for the one on the other side of him and Spike is going to start the killing around the fire. Don't get messed up okay,” he said and waited for my response. I simply nodded, and he let his arrow fly. I ran as fast as I could to the one on the left and killed him with a stab to the heart. I watched as the rest of the team did their job. Then Josh said to move in, so I ran to kill the rest. Some attempted to fight with a sword but mine was much stronger and sharper. My swords cut right through the metal of their swords, as they went to block, and dug deep into their shoulders or faces. When they were all dead, we put out the fires and pushed the still burning embers over the edge of the building. To my and Cory's surprise, we didn't get burned, not even a trickle of pain or wound appeared. After that, we headed back to the electric tower. Once there, Josh and his two sat down and said nothing. Me and Cory walk in behind them with confused looks on our faces.

“We usually rest until dawn, then we scout,” Josh said and layed back on the floor. I walk over to him while Cory goes back outside.
“Hey,” I whisper, “Me and Cory...we are going to, well...” I stumbled with the words and he just looked at me as if he knew what I was going to say. So I sigh and say, “We are going to go.”
“Why?” he asked, sitting up.

“Well you are more experienced than me or Cory, and we don't want to get in your way,” I say as convincingly as possible. The truth was that I wanted to look for Travis, if he was still alive. However, before Josh could answer, my phone began to vibrate. He looked at me funny as I quickly try to pull it out. When I did, I saw that I had a text message from, guess who, the mystery phone guy. The message read, 'Trish, I know why you are going to leave Josh's group. Yes, Travis is still alive, but he was the only one to recover from the sleep the virus caused, within a day. Therefor, he has been by my side and under my very close watch. I have sent him on a very important mission to kill one of the leaders of the raiders.'

I messaged back, 'So what can I do to see him? If I am aloud to, that is.'
A few seconds after I sent it, he replied, 'You would go after him anyway, even if I did say no. But I am saying yes, he will be killing the raider leader in three days. The killing will be near were you were born Trish.'
'Thank you so much, but were am I now?' I message.

There was a slightly longer pause than I was expecting, then I got his message, 'You are currently in the state of Tennessee, near the border. Trish, the road in which you are going to travel is going to be hard and dangerous. I will be watching you, and message me whenever you need help. Oh, and please take Cory with you, I don't like the thought of him being left with them. They take their job to seriously.'

I smirked at his last words but did not reply. I simply nodded and placed my phone back in its pocket. Then I stood, grabbing my sword, and left through the door. Josh stumbled after me.

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