Confined ~A One Direction Fan Fiction~

Madison Ralf wakes up in a dark room. She has no idea what is happening for why she is there until a British stanger tells her she is endangering lives by living as a normal person and she isn't allowed to be alone.

^Sorry thats kind of crapy haha


1. Awakened

Author's Note: This is only my second fanfiction, so please dont expect it to be amazing haha, please give me feedback and if you have any ideas, they would be greatly appriciated, though there is no guarantee that I will use them. If you want to be in the story, just tell me and Ill find somewhere to put you in if I can:)


I came back to conciousness, looking around the dark room as I breathed in the cold air. My eyes struggled to adjust to the dim lighting as I tried to gather my thoughts. Where the hell was I? I had just been walking down the street a moment ago... My clammy hands pushed me off the floor as I swayed a bit, my head spinning. I leaned against the cracked wall, which was painted a very light blue. I looked down at the tile flooring, my breathing a little heavier than usual. I lifted my head, spotting a window, the curtains smothering the light that was trying to fill the area. I walked over to it. My hands shook violently as I brushed the curtains out of the way. I cursed. The glass was blurred and I couldnt see anthing. I swung myself around, scanning the walls for a door, the new light being used to my advantage against the darkness that had filled the room moments ago. I found a door across the room and to the left a bit. I started towards it, grabbing the handle and jiggling it. Locked. I muttered curses on who-ever-the-hell brought me here.

"Hello?" I called out, praying that somebody on the other side of the door would hear me.

I heard some mumbling and I backed away from the door as it began to open. A man stepped in. He was very tall, very muscular, and really intimidating. I backed away a bit more, looking at him fearfully. He was wearing a helmet that covered his face, keeping it from my view and he had on some sort of uniform.

"Madison, come with me." He said, his helmet muffling his voice.

"Who the hell are you and how do you know my name?" I asked, trying to sound brave, though my shaking voice didnt help much.

"You can ask questions later. Right now, you need to come with me." He firmly stated.

"You're crazy if you think Im going to cooperate!" I spat.

"I was hoping this would be easy." He sighed, pressing a button on the side of his helmet. "Im going to need a few re-inforcements, number 3307 refuses to cooperate." He spoke. I looked at him fearfully. What the hell was going on?

A few seconds later, three more men dressed in the same garments as the first marched in. They approached me as I backed myself into a corner. "Get away from me!" I screamed absoultely horrified. Of course, they had no intention of listening to me. I was soon handcuffed and drug into another room as I thrashed around, desprately trying to free myself. The men easily managed to strap my hands and feet to the arms and legs of the chair I was placed in.

"What the hell is going on?!" I shrieked. The only answer I got was the sound of the door opening and closing. I cursed under my breath, looking around. The top of the chair was wide and had wings on the side and top, preventing me from seeing anywhere other than straight ahead. After a few seconds I heard the door open and close one more time.

"Hello Madison." I heard a man with a British accent say.

"Where the hell am I?!" I yelled, breathing short, quick breaths in a panic.

"You are at the main base of the SOC Orginization." Said the man. "We are an underground society, working with the leaders of some of the most powerful countries in the world to protect the people of the world." He informed me.

"Why am I here?" I growled, clenching my fists.

"You are here because you are suspected to be a part of a plot to kill hundreds, possibly thousands of people." He stated.

"What?! I am not planning to kill anybody!" I shrieked.

"I didn't say that you were. You are a big part of a plan and if you are out roaming the streets alone, this could give the opportunity that the killer needs to finish his plan, which is why you are here and you will not be going out alone." He firmly said.

"Bullshit! How the hell am I, of all people roaming the streets the most important?" I grumbled.

"We arent sure yet." He admitted. "For now you will never be alone in public." He told me.

"Excuse me, but Im pretty sure I have rights!" I spat.

"This does not include rights when one person could be putting many, many lives on the line." He explained.

"Do you know for sure if I am the one youre looking for?" I questioned.

"No." He admitted. "But we are almost positive."
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