Trapped

Prologue
It all started several years ago. A girl was born into our dangerous world. She was, unique. She was born with strange abilities. That could grow and enhance. I guess you could say, they were powers.



The girl's family tried to keep them secret. But soon the truth came out. And everyone, and I mean everyone, knew about it.



At first it helped benefit the world. Make it better, easier to live on. But the girl could only do so much. Her family felt she was pressured. And so they cut down all she did to a minimum.



But of course, there were the ones who didn't agree. The ones who felt her 'powers' were too strange and dangerous for our world. The group grew and grew.



Soon, there were more people who were born that had power. But it was very rare. Only one in every two hundred people were born with power.



But there were much more people who despised them. They started hunting them down.



Cities were destroyed. The Government no longer had control over the people. And soon, they all fell. The Government was no more. People were dying. And nobody could stop it.



The families of ones with power tried to protect them. But they always failed. Everyone with power was on the run. Only trying to survive.



<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The group that despised them only grew. Soon nothing would be left of our dear world. Only destruction and hate.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">All those with power didn't know how to completely control it. They were always told to try to contain it. To not let anyone know about them. Trying to protect them from themselves.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Ones with power hid. Trying to survive in the wreckage of their homes. Always pondering what had happened to their families.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">This began years ago. Ones with power have disappeared. As did everyone else.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">A girl pelted through a forest. A large one to be exact. She was running. Praying for dear life.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Footsteps thudded behind her, and men called to each other as they chased the girl down. A gun was fired.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl ran faster than she ever had before. A stitch soon formed in her side. She hadn't had enough water that day and she knew it. But she didn't let it slow her down. She had to live another day. She couldn't die. She couldn't! Not today.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Putting on a burst of speed the girl leaped over fallen trees and large rocks and anything else that stood in her way. Her legs burned and mud smeared her face, arms, and legs. And she wouldn't be surprised if blood were mixed in as well.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl soon felt lightheaded and wondered how much longer she could run. The footsteps seemed to not be getting any farther from her.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Something pricked her neck and she stumbled. All her strength seemed to drain from her in that instant. She could hear shouting in the distance. Some from up ahead of her and some behind her.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She fumbled to find what had hit her neck. She grasped it in her hand and yanked it out. Blood slowly dripped from a small wound. In her hand was a kind of dart. It must have been dipped in something. It had a bright red feathery material on the end and was completely black.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Her head spun and she fell to the ground as her knees gave out underneath her. The shouting started to get louder.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Her ears rang and her eyes drooped. She tried to fight the drug that had been shot at her. She shivered in the cold piercing night. She heard someone shouting in the distance. Slowly, she closed her eyes and gave in to the coming darkness.

Chapter 1
<p style="margin-bottom:0in"> The girl opened her eyes softly and wearily.  Where am I? She thought. Her whole body felt stiff. Her neck and shoulders were screaming. And her thighs burned. ''Nothing new about that. ''She concluded.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She attempted to sit up. Her back hurt and her arms strained to keep her up. But the more she worked them, the better they felt.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Blinking the weariness out of her eyes, the girl took in her surroundings. She was in a small room, it was completely white. There was a bed, in which she was sitting on. And that was all there was. ''Strange. ''

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She hopped off the bed. And went to the only door. She could hear voices outside, people whispering and arguing to be exact.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She cracked the door open slightly, and peered out. After debating with herself for a while, she decided to go out. She opened the door, walked out, and immediately closed it behind her.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Hello!” Someone shouted, causing the girl to jump. She turned to see a girl with pale skin, brown eyes, and brown hair stepping towards her. “I'm Flowerpetal nice to meet you!” She spoke with a little bounce.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl wore a large red pullover sweater, with skinny jeans, and white sneakers. “I'm Flowerpetal.” She continued. “Who are you?”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Someone pushed her aside. “She doesn't remember! Haven't you been here long enough to know that by now?”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Geez fine.” Flowerpetal muttered and stepped back, allowing the new girl to speak.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The new girl had medium tan skin, really dark brown hair that reached midway down her back, and brown eyes. She wore a gray shirt with a faint floral design, and an army-green jacket. She had dark blue skinny jeans, medium gray sneakers, with neon orange shoelaces. The neon shoelace girl turned to the other girl. “Hello. I'm Emberdawn, but you can call me Embix.” She said smiling.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Hello.” The other girl replied. She was still taken aback at all the people gathered around her.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Embix turned to look at everyone. “Get back to your duties. I have to run her through the test.” She spoke matter-of-fact.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Everyone rolled their eyes and drifted away, muttering to each other. She could see Flowerpetal literally skipping and yelling at the top of her lungs.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl rolled her eyes and followed Embix. They were heading into the forest, away from the clearing. They walked through the forest at a steady pace. And the girl was able to wake up and let her muscles warm up.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“So, how did I get here?” The girl asked Embix.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“As we find everyone here. You were running from the Drythes. Spottedstream saw them chasing you. We came to fight them off. And we rescued you and brought you here.” Embix cast a sideways glance at the girl. “That was a week ago.”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“The only thing I remember is running. Running... and the dart... and... ones with power?” The girl murmured confusedly.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Ah, very good. You have the memories of everyone when they first come here. Nobody remembers anything else. When you first come here, your only memories are ones with power, running from Drythes, and memory darts. Nobody even remembers their names.” Embix spoke in her matter-of-fact tone she seemed to like to use.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Who are the Drythes?” The girl asked. “Are they the ones who want to get rid of ones with power? And your name is Enderswan right? So how come you have a name if no one remembers their names?”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“You're a quick learner aren't you? Yes they are the ones that want to kill us.” Embix replied. “And no.” She continued in a scary tone. “My name is not Enderswan, it's Emberdawn. You will figure out the naming system in a minute. Anyways, don't call us ones with power.”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Uh, okay. Anyways, ones with power, isn't that what everyone calls you?”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Embix sighed. “Everyone but us to be exact. We are a group of people born with power. Everyone here is from around the world. Somehow, we all found each other.” Embix spoke in a soft tone.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Well, then what do we call us?”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Embix smiled. “We are BlogClan.”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Well that is stupid.” The girl spoke bluntly.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Embix frowned. “Why?”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Well, we all have power right? Then shouldn't we have a more... powerful name?” The girl asked.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Embix's palm met her forehead. “Just... never mind. Anyways we're here.”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">They stood in a large circular clearing with a dirt floor. It had slashes and looked downright beaten up.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Embix coaxed the girl to the center. Once the girl was beside her Embix spoke softly, just loud enough for the girl to hear. “Now, we are going to see what sort of power you hold. Now, I am going to step back, and you do what feels... natural.” After speaking, Embix stepped back to the edge of the clearing, giving the girl a quick nod.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl turned away and held her hands out. I am going to look so stupid. She thought. She closed her eyes. She could feel her muscles pulsing beneath her. Her blood seemed to rush from all around her body to her fingertips. She conjured all that she could. And when she opened her eyes, a blast of black magic sent a ripple through the forest.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She opened her eyes in astonishment. What type of power was that? Hopefully she would find out soon enough.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She turned to look at Embix. “How was that?” She asked. Embix looked awestruck. She nodded hesitantly.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Come, next part.” Embix said in a rush and started walking towards another clearing a few yards away. The girl noticed her scratching her arm rapidly.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">This clearing had some sort of archery looking thing. It had targets you could shoot at. It was made out of wood, and the targets seemed to be made out of material you would use for a t-shirt.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl grabbed the bow and arrow Embix handed her. Embix fixed her form and told her how to aim. After a minute or two of preparation, the girl released the arrow, sending it to hit the target. It didn't get a bull's eye, but it wasn't super far off. The girl released all the tension she had in her arms and shoulders, and followed Embix to the next test.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Alright.” Embix said once they got to the next clearing, which was like any normal clearing, just grass. “Sword fighting.” She announced, tossing the girl a wooden sword.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“What am I supposed to do with this?” The girl asked.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Obviously, you're supposed to swing it and hope you hit something.” Embix replied.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“That's reassuring and tactful.” The girl retorted.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Suddenly, a man appeared in the center of the clearing, with a wooden sword in his hand. “Fight him.” Embix instructed.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Dumbfounded, the girl turned to the man. Gripping her sword in her left hand, the girl slashed at the man. Everything came naturally from there. Their swords clinked and the girl managed to get a few swipes at the man, until Embix ordered them to stop.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“That's enough.” Embix said standing beside them. The man disappeared and the girl began to feel lightheaded. “Sit down while I calculate your results.”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl obeyed what Embix commanded and sat down. She closed her eyes and steadied her breathing. She hadn't realized she was holding her breath during most of her sparring match.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Come on.” Embix called after a minute or two. “We're going back to camp.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Embix dashed off into the woods. The girl stood up and ran after her, matching her step for step. The girl's legs soon started to loosen up and feel better.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">After a while, the girl figured they were lost. But Embix seemed to know where she was going, so she kept following. ''I can't run anymore Embix. I haven't had any water today! I'm going to die!''

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">But only soon after her thoughts, they were back in the clearing the had started in, the one with the white room. That was the first thing the girl saw.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“Go wait in your Starting Room.” Embix commanded before strutting off.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">The girl rolled her eyes and obeyed. She sat down on her bed and sighed. She looked around the plain room. And in a corner she saw a bottle of water someone must have left her.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in"> Thank goodness. She thought, picking it up and chugging it down. Once it was finished she threw it to the floor with a satisfying clunk.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She lay back down on the bed and closed her eyes.'' Today has been insane. I don't even know my name. Or that I even have one. Do I even have a family?'' The girl didn't feel as if she had lost anything. So she didn't know what to think.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">She sighed and rolled onto her side. She closed her eyes and felt her muscles pulsing beneath her.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">After a few minutes of waiting, she heard the door crack. She sat up to see who it was.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">''Vampire! ''She thought, but then relaxed, realizing it was only a girl with really pale skin. She was thin and had thigh-length brown hair that was slightly wavy and curly. She had amber eyes which seemed more green than brown. She wore jeggings and an off the shoulder pink top with lacy sleeves. She had a black leather jacket and black boots on as well. She had snowflake earrings and a fox necklace around her neck.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“I'm Iceflower.” The new girl spoke. “But you can call me Icy. Come on. Flowerstream is making an announcement.” Icy said waving to the girl to follow her.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">They went out the door and the girl got her first good luck at the clearing. There were four wooden cabins; two on each side of her. And looking forward, there was a giant boulder like thing at the other end of the clearing. Everyone was gathering around it.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Icy and the girl ran up to the gathering crowd. Standing on the boulder was another girl. She had brown skin and black hair that ended at her shoulders. She had brown eyes and word glasses. She wore a plain blue T-shirt, jeans, and black sneakers.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Icy literally pushed the girl up onto the boulder next to the other girl. “I'm Flowerstream.” The black haired girl said. “But you can call me Flo.” The girl nodded, staring at Flo in confusion. “Embix has recorded the results of your test. You are now an official member of BlogClan. From this day forward, until all our struggles have past, and we remember our true names, you will be known as Blueheart.”

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Everyone started applauding her. And Blueheart stood confidently on the boulder. Blueheart. She thought with pleasure. But one question still stood.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“What is my power?” Blueheart asked.

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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Flo turned to look at her darkly. She whispered just loud enough for Blueheart to hear. “Blueheart... your power is dark magic.”