My name is Cassiopia Williams and that was the best day of my life.
My mom and dad had just retired from their jobs and before we all went on this big family trip, my mom took me to Philadelphia...her hometown. We went up and down Jenkintown visiting her old haunts and it was pretty boring until we ended up at some big asian market. We were getting stuff for the six hour drive home when all of the sudden I hear what sounds like a fire cracker and before I can even register what it is, I'm on the ground, my mom's body right on top of me. Pap, pap, pap, again and I look up and it's like everything is moving in slow motion, I can actually see the bullets whiz by our heads as my mom keeps us moving, I manage to lift my head and I get a good look at the shooter and for a second I swear our eyes lock and as soon as they do, she takes off. I get to my feet and try to run after her, I didn't realize how fast I was moving until I stopped....I was like three blocks away and totally exhausted.
My mom caught up to me pretty quick and that's when she told me what her and my dad were...superhumans and I somehow got some of their mojo with an upgrade. Then the world went black. I woke up an hour later in a nice hotel and it seems like using my gifts caused me to pass out once the rush was over, but it didn't matter, my normal hum drum life would never be the same and although I haven't been able to access those abilities since my parents made it a point to teach me how to survive without them. Which leads me to where I am and why I'm thinking about that day.
I don't know where I am or why the guy who brought me here is keeping me alive but I know it has something to do with my parents. So far they haven't hurt me too bad, but it's been months since they took me and I haven't seen my brother and besides the late night wake ups to move to another location, or this big guy grabbing me for a photo op...and aint been that bad....until now.
I watch these two guys walk in and they're smiling but as they close the door I see someone in the other room...a face I'll never forget...the shooter from the day me and my mom went to Philadelphia, I would remember that face anywhere....like a cross between Korean and Chinese...kinda like my moms but something different all together....like a sister, a relative. I only get to see her for a second before the door slams and Salt and Pepper become my main point of interest.
"Yeah girl" Salt says "Ever since I got me a little grab, I've been waiting to break you in, real nice."
"Don't worry honey" Pepper says "Salt will go first to open you up for the real big daddy Peppa/"
I 'm not sure what there talking about until I spot a very noticeable bulge in Pepper's pants.
"Oh you like that girl" Pepper says noticing my stare as Salt walks behind me.
He pulls my dress off with a hard yank and I feel his hand on my training bra strap and then I snap.
It was like that time in Philli. Speed, strength and before I know it they're both on the ground bleeding.
The door opens again and I try to run out as fast as I can but the asian chick stops me with ease.
The world starts to go black but before I pass out I hear her say "I told you all she needed was the right push."
TO BE CONTINUED
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