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Chosen For You

I'm Kade and I'm turning seventeen soon. On my birthday I get to take a personality test that determines whether I'll become a vampire, werewolf, or stay human. After that I get to meet other people which I've never done. I'm not sure why they keep us separated. I don't have a mother or a father. I know how a child is made though. Where are my parents? What happened? I don't know how I'm here. I wonder what it's like outside of all the white walls? I wonder why they keep us separated? I wonder who I truly am?

Zarksy · Fantasy
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16 Chs

Chapter 16

Kade's Pov:

It's been a month since I last saw Jax.  Security has increased even more since then. There are armed men in every hallway.  Jason says that Jax will be fine he's a strong man but I don't know if I can hold out any longer.  I'll only be happy when I know he's safe.

A piercing alarm awakes me. I sit up quickly and run out the door. I don't see Liv anywhere. All the doors are open and there are flashing lights out in the hall. I hear screams of terror and death. Gunshots ring through the always. I run through the halls looking for somebody anybody that I know. I run into the commons but all I see is the bloody mess of dead people laying on the ground.  The men who are said to protect us are now shooting us. Killing us all.

Oh no, Jax. I have to get to him. I have to help him.  What if they shoot him? What if he's already dead? I began running as fast as I can avoiding anybody who is dead, dying, or trying to kill. I'm trying to get to the ward where Jax is being kept. The white walls fade to black as I approached the place where I spent so much time alone.

There's so much blood everywhere.  I looked through the doorframes and in every room, somebody was dead lying there, their life was stolen from them. I see people in the hallways with their brains spilling out of their heads, guts coming out of their stomachs, and lives leaving into the thin cold air.  The amount of blood is messing with my senses I can't smell or hear Jax anywhere. I know he could be hurt. What if I don't find him in time?

I begin running down the hall searching each room for anybody who is alive. Finally, I catch up to the people who are shooting all of us.  Suddenly my senses grow sharp and my speed increases I quickly move past them down the hall till I can smell Jax. I look in each room these people are still alive. Thankfully, I arrive at a door, I look inside, and there he is hanging by his wrists, barely alive. "Jax!"  I yell out.  His head doesn't lift but his ears twitched a little. He must be extremely weak.

I attempted to free him from the shackles holding him up to the wall, but I am unsuccessful. "Jax please say something I need to hear your voice I need to hear that you're ok." I plead to the almost dead body in front of me.  "Kade... I'm alive." His voice is only a whisper.

"Why are there two people in here?" A deep voice says. I turned to face the door where a man is standing.  He has a gun, it's aimed at my head. I hear some chains jingle. I quickly glassed behind me. Jaxson is sitting up straight now.  He has a terrifying look in his eye.

Before I know it a giant wolf is standing in front of me attacking the man who is threatening us. "Jax!"  I sit there horrified at the man I loved killing someone. He's tearing them to shreds. "Stop it! Stop! Jax this is not you. Please don't kill him you're not a killer." The wolf looks at me with giant gray eyes and says, "I'm sorry. I am not a killer."

At this moment's chance, the man who threatened us before is now screaming in pain running away from us.  Jax shrinks back to his normal size. He's weak as he lies on the floor next to me.  His hair lays in front of his eyes I move it away. We sit there in silence listening to the horrors that are happening all around us. We listened to people that we know were being shot, or killed for some reason that we don't even know.

It is silent now. No more alarms. No more flashing lights. No more gunshots. No more screaming but death still linger's in the air. We sit somewhat satisfied in each other's company.  We listen to the sound of boots going up and down the halls, not knowing if they are our enemies or our friend.  But we couldn't care less because we are alive. We are the living truth of what has happened here. As the sounds of the boots grow closer Jax sits up and looks at me. "If this is the end. I want you to know I love you," he says tears running down his face. He leans close and our lips meet. I pull away and our foreheads meet, "I love you too Jax." Those are our final words as the boots arrive at the door.