Dear Reader,

Dear Reader,
If you find this, then I'll be really grateful if you read it. If you find it, you should know that you were chosen. You should know that you were sent from heaven to me, because for me, reading this would be the most helpful thing anyone can do.
I didn't know my life would change like this, reader. I didn't know things could get this bad, but it's okay. I'm still grateful, at least I have something to write with and someone to write for. Writing can really be helpful. If you're mad about something, reader, I think you should write about it, it helps.
I hope I don't make you cry, reader, because if you're reading this right now, you're special to me, and I don't like to make people cry. Especially if I care about them.
I'm sorry for what you're about to read. I'm sorry to write it.
Here's my story.
(Author's Note: The story's rated yellow because it has too much aggression in it.)


21. Chapter Twenty One

12th - July - 2013


Dear Reader, 

Yesterday, I told Faith about Eric. She was so sympathetic, she felt happy for me for meeting my friend but also not quite happy for finding him here as a prisoner. She then said that it's a good thing he's alive at least, but I know she didn't mean it. I know she'd rather be dead than alive in this place, I know any of us would. But now at least we have some hope to cling into, and a plan to finish. 

They took me this morning, looks like they've been running out of ideas for they only gave me a shower. One of their special ones. They took Faith too once they were finished with me. Seriously, the last thing I needed today was to get exhausted. I need my power and energy for tonight - at least what's left of my power and energy.

"Was it too bad?" I asked Rebel as she returned. 

"The usual." She replied. "You think we're getting immune to all the things they're doing to us?" 

"I think I don't want to reach a point where I get immune. And besides, they can always be creative and find new ways we aren't immune to." She nodded, agreeing. 

We couldn't wait for night to come. Of course we only knew it did when we found our friend Ed walking towards our cell. 

"We have to act very fast, we need time for this plan to work." I told him as he came. He nodded. "As planned, Ed. I trust you, please do not get me disappointed." 

"Hopefully, I won't. My life depends on this too, you know." We shook hands and were ready to get parted. 

"Ed." I said remembering something. "We forgot to mark you." He smiled, holding his shirt up. I took the pocket knife I've been using and found a PT there. "Do they write this for the Peace Takers too?" He laughed humorlessly. 

"Of course. What did you think all the Peace Takers were? We were all prisoners at some point." I was shocked at hearing that, reader. I wanted to hear more from him, but I thought I'd better postpone my puzzlement and questions. I need as much time as possible for tonight. I marked Ed with an FR and hugged Faith before we parted and both went to continue our parts of the plan.

I had half of the cells' keys with me, the ones I visited yesterday. Which includes Eric's cell. I'll meet him again today, I hope everything works out as planned. 

"A call to all Peace Takers. Please come to the control room immediately. This is top secret and very important. I repeat; All Peace Takers, please come to the control room immediately. This is top secret and very important." That was Ed's voice filling the place, his voice coming from the speakers, the ones I hadn't realized before Ed told me they existed. This was our chance, we had to wait for twenty seconds before we start the act. one, two, three.. I counted the seconds, until I reached number twenty. I ran to the first cell and unlocked its key immediately. The person who was in there ran out, to the closet of the Peace Taker's clothes as planned. I figured he went to to get himself a weapon as planned. Ed and Faith helped us knowing where some weapons can be kept. Faith was leading them to the exit doors at last, the Free Rebels only had to gather with me when I hit the fire alarm for them, just in case someone somehow manages to see them and realize something's going on. Being individuals at first was safer. Individuals at first, then divided. I was doing my part very fast, I was afraid the Peace Takers might know Ed's been tripping them and that they will come back earlier than we thought. The Free Rebels were doing their part of the plan perfectly too. I started getting too nervous then, and being nervous is a bad thing when you want to unlock a cell's door. That was when I reached Eric's cell door. 

"Calm down. We need to concentrate to make this work." I nodded and opened his door, running to the next cell. After a while, I was done with all my cells and was trying to find Faith so that I can call the Free Rebels soon and we can get out of the door with Faith's and Ed's help. But we had to get to Faith first, because Ed will be a bit late, he needs to walk away from the gathering of the Peace Takers, they're not supposed to know he was the one who called them, that's why he tried to change his voice when he did. While I was on my way though, someone called me. 

I swear to God all the hair on my back went up and I felt like I skipped a step wile walking down the stairs. 

This voice. Too familiar and yet too hated by me. Right behind me, stood a guy with a Peace Taker's uniform. 


"What're you doing here? Didn't you hear the call? They called us all."

"Then why aren't you there yet?" I asked, trying to change my voice and without turning to face him. He was walking towards me, I could hear from his footsteps. 

"Really? You're the one asking questions now? I forgot my speaker and went back to get it, but then I thought I heard some footsteps and here you are - hey, look at me while I'm talking to you. I'm starting to get suspicious." 

With the side of my eye, I looked at my left. Red on the white walls, the fire alarm was there.

Slowly, very slowly, I started turning around. 

"What the-" Kevin started. 

And I pulled the alarm down.

"NOW FREE REBELS. NOW!!" I shouted as loud as I could, my voice hidden by the alarm's loud ringing. I started running towards Kevin then and knocking him to the ground. It only took the Free Rebels half a second to be there. They had weapons with them. I tried to stick Kevin to the ground with my weight, covering his mouth with my hand. My feet holding his arms. That's when one of the Free Rebels came towards me with a knife in his hand and another one came with rope. We all worked together, tied his hands together and then I held him by his neck, causing him to choke, without actually dying. "See Kevin, how good it is to be tortured?" I said with gritted teeth. I had the knife in my hand and every cell in my body was telling me to kill him. The anger I had for him, the hatred. All he did to Faith and me and the others here. The nervousness of the situation. I really wanted to kill him, and here I had the knife in my hand, I was one step far from killing him. I wanted to. God, I wanted to. 

"You think I don't know anything about being tortured? You make me sad." 

"Shut up and talk properly to me." I said slapping him on the face. God this felt so good. After I did that, Kevin smiled. 

"Do it. Do it. What was your name, Filth? Owen? Do it." I just stared at him. "Kill me." 

"Is that a challenge or a threat, Kevin?" I asked. The others just looked at us, I could tell they wanted him dead just as much as I did. This wasn't a part of the plan but everyone worked with it. 

"Neither." He said, still smiling like a snake. "I really want you to kill me, you'd be ready. You already are, all you need is to kill me. All you need is one kill." I wasn't sure why I was asking him questions and going on with this conversation, but for some reason, I was. Even that I was running out of time. 

"Ready for what?" I asked. 

"To become a Peace Taker." He started nodding, grinning as if this was the happiest moment in his life. "I always knew you were going to be one of us. Especially after you started spending your time in that cell with the Rebel. She's dead, by the way. We found her and killed her right before I came to you." He was smirking. 

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" He nodded. 

"We killed her." He repeated simply. They can't have. No, they can't have. 

"Liar. You- you're lying to me!" I wanted to kill him, to torture him and then kill him.

"As you like, Filth. Do it, Owen. That's all you need. One kill. Easy kill. That's what you want to do with me, isn't it? You want to kill me. That's why you're all here." He said now giving his attention to everyone surrounding him. I don't know if they heard him over the sound of the fire alarm or not, but they seemed to be listening. "You've been chosen to turn into a Peace Taker. You've been tortured so you can become tough, so we can find an elite that can become Peace Takers. We want to be the most powerful group there is in the world. We want to have power and we want to lead. Don't you want a life where anything you want can be achieved? Anything at all." He paused. "One kill is all it takes to join us - them, when you kill me. So do it. I'll be serving my brothers when you do it. I'll be serving my group. Our group."

I thought about what he said. So that's the whole point of everything? They take us so that they can find the most powerful group of us, the most heartless, the most capable of killing and torturing and they turn them into Peace Takers, that's why all the Peace Takers were prisoners at some point - that's all they had to do - kill someone. 

Kill Kevin. The guy I hate the most in this place. Just kill him. He might have killed Faith. Kill him.  

Or should I? If I killed him won't that be the one thing they want me to do? Won't I become the same monster I've been trying to run from? I'll become a killing machine. If I can kill a person, how hard will it be for me to kill another one? Another soul. 

I dropped my knife. 

"You wish." I said. "I will never be like you. Look around you, we outnumber you. Yes, we might not be exactly strong, but we're united. And there's a lot of us. If you try to kill us we'll kill you, and that will be self-defense, something you might never understand. We can beat you - we've freed everyone in this place and we're running away. So go tell the others about us if you want, we're not afraid of you and the others. Not anymore." I bent down and picked up the knife and cut the ropes. "Go. 'Cause we're leaving." I said. "Come on, Free Rebels. We have a mission to complete." I said. My heart was aching so bad I could hardly walk. But I knew Faith would have wanted us to continue.  

The hall was filled with cheers, and I wasn't afraid anymore. We're strong enough. We outnumber them. We have determination and we have weapons. Also, we have a plan. They're probably running away right now, thinking there's a fire in the place. We started running to the place where I was supposed to meet Faith in alone. And there by the end of the hallway stood Faith. 

"Oh God. Thank God, thank God. You're alive!" I said taking her into a hug. 

"Yes, I am. You're too. It took you so long I started getting worried." Faith looked at the crowd next, surprised but proud. 

"Explain later." I said. 

"FREE REBELS. NOW." She called. Her crowd started crowding around her then, the crown got bigger and bigger. I realized Ed was with her, he came before I did. Which means the other Peace Takers will come behind us right away if they didn't all run away. We started running behind Ed, he lead us to the door. We could hear the Peace Takers voices and Kevin's telling them to make sure the exit door's sealed. I guess Kevin's gotta be Kevin. Some Peace Takers must have stayed behind for some reason. 

The door was sealed but Ed knew the password to it. He hit a collection of numbers and then- 


The pad turned red and the door refused to open. 

"Wrong password." A voice of a female robot said. 

"They must have changed the password today. Maybe now even."

"Now what?" Rebel asked.  

"There's another way.. But we should pass the Peace Takers to get there." Ed said. 

"Alright, just lead us there." The place Ed was taking us to, is next to the control room. Where the Peace Takers were supposed to meet. He said that's were the new prisoners come from. They call it the guests room. 

"Hey, what're you doing here?" One of the Peace Takers said. And that's when the fighting started. 







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