Despair by Graphic (ereader for android .txt) 📕

Royale Javany. The ultimate singer. The ultimate dancer. Haze Venters. The ultimate sportsman. The ultimate GKG host. Das Kolen. The ultimate gatekeeper. The ultimate Gate Keeper Games' winner. Epic Kotta. Casey's best friend. Casey's only reason she's still allowed to live...

Casey tucked some of her dark hair behind her ear. She kept staring down at her sneakers while she stood leaning against the cold, brick wall outside her Crest Von Namon apartment. Casey had been rejected for the fifth time in her life by The OFF Units. Her dad had once been apart of the OFF units when he was discovered by the government and sent to hell. Well, not literally. Casey shook her head and blew out a breath. She checked her Land Lover, also known as a watch. It was 8:30, an hour before the victors came out. The Victors were dangerous people, patrolling the streets of Jims City. Basically, war happened between the hours of 9:30 to 10:30. That's when the Officials came out, the government men. Anybody in sight on the street, shot dead within a second. That was the usual time of the Rebels to attack. The rebels were apart of the OFF units. They were the soldiers who came out between 8:30 to 10:30.
It was a dangerous time to be outside at 8:30 anyways, with all the rebels and victors getting ready for war. The government was strong around all the corners of United States, except for this one. This small little city, also known as Jims City is one of the most weirdest places to live. You'll find out soon, why.
Casey turned around to leave and pulled on the gate. It was locked. If it was Klashadin, the huge city where Casey had once lived, the alarm would've went off. This poor little city did't even have enough money for the citizens residence to have security systems during war time. Casey looked up to see sharp, coiled wire coiling around the top. But this little city was smart enough to put up coil on top of the fences. Casey shrugged. There was still the back alley. Casey rounded the corner and bumped into somebody. It was a boy. He was about three inches taller than her. Casey took a step back and then mumbled a sorry. She looked up to see it was a victor. Casey took a step back. "Well, well, well. What a coincidence. I was just coming to get you but you walked right into me. Literally." he said raising an eyebrow and chuckling. Casey took another step back. "Um, I just remembered I have to go somewhere." nodded Casey. The victor took a step closer to her. "C'mon. I'm harmless." he said smiling. Casey took another step back. The victor frowned at something behind her. "Forget it Jokes. She's ours. In fact, she was supposed to meet me tonight but she happened to be in a hurry." said an invisible voice behind her. Casey turned around to see nothing there. She turned back and saw the victor gritting his teeth. "I'm legally allowed to be seen between 8:30 and 9:30, you know. But you're not. Breaking the law again, I suppose." chuckled the voice. Casey felt something move around her. Her eyes weren't quick enough to follow it. She suddenly felt afraid. "Now your turn to be nagged. You're Casey Grews, right?" asked the voice. Casey took a step back. "Am I right?" whispered a voice huskily into her ear. It tickled her eardrums and made her want to smack it away like an annoying fly. Casey nodded. "Well, Casey. You're too pretty for a human... what are you?" Casey felt herself blush. She wasn't used to hearing that from guys or girls. "Well, I don't want it to say it aloud." answered Casey letting her bravery out. If this was one of the OFF officers, she could probably prove herself right. The voice laughed. "I'll find out soon enough." That's when Casey felt the victor go for her. Her pupil in her eye went micro small. Casey dodged it, she saw everything in slow motion. She leaped quickly onto a balcony while the victor was still grabbing for the empty space in slow motion. Then her pupil became big again and everything went in normal motion. The victor crashed to the ground. "Woah. Nice speed." complimented the voice. Her left side of the brain identified the voice. It was an eighteen year old voice. A guy's voice. That's all she could get out. She wasn't purely human or Tenisitis. Tenisitis was the greater creation of humans. Her dad was Tenisitis but her mom was human. "Thanks." she thanked the voice. She wondered when the guy was going to appear. A boy appeared in front of her and pushed her against the wall. Her arms were pinned and so were her legs, with a blink of her eye. The boy had blonde hair and stormy gray eyes. She could tell that he was Tenisitis. He had the looks and the build. "I need a sample of everything." he explained. His eyes froze hers. For full three seconds, she was frozen. Then he smiled. "I need your blood group." he pressed something on his watch and a Burnick, a modern needle came out from the side. He pulled it out. Casey was terrified by needles. Casey saw the Victor stand up. He was in a mood for a fight. The boy followed her gaze to the Victor. The boy had a stupid but cute smile playing on his face. The victor pulled out a gun. Not just any gun, a M78 Fusion with .1234 bullet. Almost as fast enough to hit a Tenisitis. Casey was scared of those things. Her dad had died because of them. "I'll let you handle this one." said the boy disappearing into the shadows. He had gone invisible. Some of the Tenisitis had telekinetic powers. Most of them did. Except for Casey. "Hand her over, Jace. I don't want to go through this again." threatened the victor. So the boy's name was Jace. "What do you mean by 'I don't want to go through this again'? Let me remind you, it wasn't me who shot Haze." reminded Jace to the Victor. Casey straightened up. She saw the hurt look on the Victor's face. "You're right Jace. You didn't shoot Haze. But I didn't either. We can deal with this later, Jace. Just hand the girl over, and I'll be taking my leave." said the Victor. "I don't think so. I mean, the girl won't be leaving with you tonight. I call dibs on her!" shouted Jace. His voice echoed through the town. There was a sound of shuffling and a muffled voice. The victor followed it and shot in the direction. Casey felt an arm around her waist. "Don't speak." whispered Jace in her ear. Casey gulped. She was lifted up, off the ground, into the air. The victor was surprised. "They didn't say anything about you flying." he commented. Jace whispered what to say in her ear. "I know. Nobody else does. Only me. It's my telekinetic power." Casey lied. Jace twirled her and spun her in the air. She could tell that it looked stupid. After a moment of hesitation, the Victor raised his gun and aimed at her. "Jump and run down all the way up to Cambridge. You'll find me there." whispered Jace. Casey was suddenly dropping in mid air. Her pupil went micro small again and everything was in slow motion. She could see Jace invisibly attacking the Victor really quickly at her pace. Casey leaped from building to building. She had never used her ability as much in one night. Jace caught up with her. "Alright, we can slow down now. Our place is quite near now." said Jace. Casey jumped onto the next building and stopped. So did Jace. Casey's eyes went back to normal but she was having a headache. A major one, too. Casey stumbled backwards but Jace caught her in one of his arms. He pulled a shot out and plunged it into her right arm. "Owwwwww!" cried Casey rubbing her arm but she was already drifting away into darkness.

Casey POV:
I opened my eyes. It was too bright inside the room. My eyes adjusted to the light and I tried to make out where I was. Last night.... there was me, Jace and that Victor. I had gone unconscious because of a shot given to me. The room had stone walls and a heavy metal door. The bolts were 5 inches thick. If I wanted to escape, I couldn't. There was no way out of this. I looked around a bit more, to find a table, with a water jug placed on it. I looked to my right to find a gray recliner. The bed post, too, was gray. The table was gray. Everything in here, in this room was gray. I tried to push myself up but my body felt heavy. Especially, my arm. I looked at the place where Jace had given me that shot. For the first time, I noticed I was wearing something different than my own clothes. I had been changed into a light shade of pink, silk pajamas. It's been years since I've ever wore silk pajamas. I try to get my tenisitis to react up but I'm too tired. There's sounds at the door, when ten of the bolts are turned and the door slams open. It's Jace. "Good morning, Miss Grews! Or should I call you Miss Hawkins?" asked Jace slamming the door behind him and curling up into the recliner beside my bed. I gulped. They found out. Jace raised his eyebrows at me. "First, you tell me your name." I commanded him. "Jace. Jace Willows. Now your turn." he said. "I haven't told anyone my real name, before. But... it's Aella Hawkins or Aella Chambers." I tell him staring up at the stony gray ceiling. "Isn't Aella whirlwind in Greek?" asked Jace. I nodded. Jace stretched. He was wearing training clothes. Clothing hasn't changed much from the early twenty first century. Jace was wearing black loose skinny jeans with a blank white t-shirt. Then at the bottom, black nikes with a white swoosh. Jace has a good sense of style. There was a knock on the metal door and a girl walked in. "Great. Place the clothes on the table, Newman." Jace rolled his eyes. "Thank you!" I added when she walked out the door. She looked back at me and smiled. She closed the metal door and we sat there in silence. "Doc's going to be here soon. He's going to treat you. Just relax. You'll be fine." Jace told me stretching out onto the recliner. "I'll be here watching your every move and his."