The Missing Ones discussion

People in the Room (Spots still open=5)
Mattie+Mika
Nevae
Kenzi
Faith
Megan

Mattie opened her eyes, looking around while her body was tensed as she seached for her son. The 18 year old calmed once she realized he was next to her. Her eyes took in the room, as she picked up her son.

Mattie was not alone.

Limp in the back corner was a slim and fair figure. Dark brown hair, mildly bulky limbs. The figure could have been mistaken as dead if it weren't for the light. For a few tense moments, it just kinda layed there.

Then it groaned. "ughhhhhh"

Nevae McLawrence's eyes crawled open faster than her body did, which roll over onto it's back. Nevil moved her hands to her back, rubbing it once or twice. She took a breathe in, so sure that she would be greated with the stench of her male comrades, hopefully alive after the blast.

She was greated with a sharp scent instead. The ground was cold, and her right arm was pressed against the wall. Nevae shot up, pulling herself onto her feet in a matter of seconds.

"No." She said shortly, examining the room. Nevae patted the concrete wall. She'd been in a room like this before, so long ago. "No, this can't be happening."

Nevae turned her head in a 90 degree angle, spotting Mattie. Nevae's eyes flickered in pain, in some form of broken agony. She pressed herself against the wall, her hands pressed up against her head. Was she hallucinating again? Was this happening? No, it can't be!

Mattie's eyes stopped on Nevae, who was this girl and what was she talking about. "Uh hey" She said, holding her son on one hip.

Kenzi's eyes snapped open, having been in a dark corner of the room "Nevae? They found you too?" She asked, standing up. Since being found, Kenzi had grown about another foot and looked more like her mother then before.

A series of three people were in the room with her. A woman with a child said something, but she was more preoccupied with the sound of a all to familiar voice.

She looked to her left, see Kenzi.

"Oh no..."

Nevae walked over a few paces, siding to her knees infront of Kenzi. She hadn't seen Kenzi since the first capturing. This was both a shock and awkward. "Your not suppose to be here.. Im not.."

Nevae covered her mouth to prevent tears. She'd never cried before, not since she was small. "You were suppose to have a life. Not to be cooped up in here again.."

Kenzi through her arms around Nevae, wanting the older girl to not cry. "It's okay Nevae, it's my fault really, I didn't forgot...I couldn't forget" She said, fighting off her own tears. Her worst nightmare was coming true, she was trapped again.

Mattie watched them as she took a seat on the bench, waiting for her son to come to.

"Your... fault? What's so bad that they made you come back?"

Nevae slid to her bottom infront of Kenzi. They had a lot of discussing to do.

"One of the old guards found out that I still remembered everything, I swear I tried to forget" Kenzi answered Nevae, guilt clouding her eyes.

"Hey, it's not your fault you have photographic memory." Nevae said, slightly smirking. "I guess habits just stay habits. I was in the army, and they must have staged my death.."

Nevae placed a hang on the kid's shoulder. "I help my promise of blowing things up."

Kenzi giggled a little bit, the sound coming out a bit forced. "I could help get us out like last time, if the layout is the same" Kenzi suggested.

"Okay reunion over, what's going on? You two clearly have been in here before" Mattie said, having waited long enough. She had her son to worry about, so she needed to know what was happening

Right as she was about to say something, Nevae was interrupted by the mother with a child. Nevae turned her head and looked Mattie over. Nevae hated being interupted. But she assumed that wasn't the girl's fault.

"There's been a second purge."

Mattie quirked an eyebrow "Explain?" She said, confused as to what Nevae meant.

"You were kidnapped by a group of crazy people. Nevae and I were here almost 5 years ago, but we escaped and it seems that they are taking new and old people" Kenzi explained.

Nevae looked at Kenzi, seeing as she didn't need to explain herself. "Ya.. a purge. That's basically what I meant." Nevae said, recomposing her tough guy attitute.

Kenzi smiled up at Nevae, thinking about there time here before. "I hope we are the only originals here, the other deserve to be safe out in the world" Kenzi said. "And they better not go after Momma again, I can fight more now" Kenzi said.

"I don't have anything to offer though, I'm not rich or powerful. I'm a single working mom, people like me are a dime a dozen" Mattie said, looking at Mika who had opened his eyes.

((Hello?))

((Sorry, I've been busy. I've been waiting for alois to get his character done. Until then I'm kinda waiting for him.))

Kenzi looked at the new girl, and walked over "Are you alright?" The 7 year old asked.

Kenzi nodded, before looking around the room "I believe this is Room 3" She told everyone, thinking of the room layouts.

Kenzi nodded.

"Okay so clearly I'm the odd one out" Mattie piped up as she shifted her son.

((That was the same post?))

((Can I jump in?))

((Yep))

A guard opened the door, shoving the girl in with a rough, uncaring hand. He ripped the black bag off her head, pulling chestnut hair up with it. She stumbled, trying to regain her balance, and the door slammed shut behind her. Megan, was the girl's name, and not only was this her second time being kidnapped, but behold, she was twice as scared. She took a few steps to the left, and slid down into a fetal position, back against the wall, knees by her chest. Megan would have whimpered if she could make a sound, but for now she just allowed herself a constant steady stream of tears. She didn't want to be here. She didn't deserve to be here. She could hear other breathing, voices in the room, but didn't lift her head in fear of making eye contact with one of them. Megan did not trust anyone. She told herself that everyday, and she wouldn't make the mistake of trusting anyone here. She just listened for now. Listened, cried, and shook with tears. The girl was skinny, but quite pretty. It was only the constant trembling and crying that could put someone off from liking her. Megan was okay with that. She didn't want friends. Not after being kidnapped and stalked, and living her life in fear. No, no, Megan wouldn't ever want friends, she didn't need them, she just needed to stay safe for once. Right now it looked like her plan was failing

Kenzi turned from Faith at the soubd of the door opening, she rushed over to the new person in the room, a glimmer of recognition coming to her. "Meg?" The auburn haired child asked, her eyes clouded worriedly, a hint of anger in them as well. How dare these people take then from their lives for a second time. "It's Kenzi Meg" The younger added, forcing the anger away for the time being.

Anastacia wrote: "Kenzi turned from Faith at the soubd of the door opening, she rushed over to the new person in the room, a glimmer of recognition coming to her. "Meg?" The auburn haired child asked, her eyes cloud..."

((Kenzi recognizes her, she just knows Nevae and Megan more, as they were in the same room as her))

Kenzi sighed when Meg didn't respond in anyway "We should plan an escape soon, I don't want to be stuck in here long" Kenzi said to everyone.

Kenzi nodded, she thought of all the people who had been here before. She wasn't supposed to know everyone's names, but she'd snuck a peek at a list of names. "They seem to be taking people who were of a real importance last time, like us here. So they may have Sadie, from what I read a couple years ago, they were turning her into a weapon, but she got out with the rest of us" Kenzi said.

((Whoops! Sorry for not responding! I checked in once after school, but hadn't gotten a notification. Turns out, I wasn't subscribed to notifications in this group. :) )) Megan sat, trying to control the tremors that passed through her body in chilly, terrified waves. She heard a voice call out her name, her old nickname, Meg. She didn't get that nickname very often anymore, and she couldn't quite place the voice it came from. A few seconds later it was repeated, echoing in the back of her mind. Kenzi. That was the speaker's name, and as the name came to her, so did the memories. The little girl. The locked room. Alois. Kenzi. The others. Megan covered her face with her hands, trying to block the memories. She didn't want to remember. It hurt too much. She tried to control her breathing, but the silent sobbing had kept her gasping for breath. She slowly moved her hands away from her face, her hands slippery, her face wet, everything soaked with tears. She took a deep breath, and slowly looked up, trying to avoid making eye contact with the others. She wasn't sure what was more important, controlling her breathing, or listening to the others. She decided on listening, and did her best to try and pick up on where the conversation was.

Kenzi turned at the sound of Megan crying, and ran over to her "Don't cry Meg, we'll get out again. We did it last time" She said, wanting to make the older girl feel better. In the years since the first time all of them were in this place, Kenzi had always been haunted by the memories, and due to that she had gained the bad habit of trying to keep everyone else happy, even if it costed her her own happiness. "Please don't be sad" Kenzi added, kneeling down in front of Megan.

((Never seen the movie, and don't plan on it))