I awake, startled, lying on the hard cement. People who look like soldiers are running towards me. I have no idea what is going on. All I know is that I my name is Will Tristan I am fourteen years old and I've been chosen to fight against Mira Wilt. Last night I had a dream I was being rescued and now I'm  lying on the cement feeling confused. I look around me to see blood. Red blood. I check my watch. My birthday was yesterday. Fifteen now I guess. The footsteps of the soldiers grew closer by the second and wondered if I should run. I'd have enough time to get away. Thump, thump, thump. Clack, clack, clack. They are maybe ten feet away from me. I can't run. They have stunners, I think. They would shoot me down easily. Maybe I should sit here and wait. Thump, thump, thump. Clack, clack, clack. Closer and closer. Now they were inches away from me. To late to run now. Now they walked right beside my body lying on the cement. They think I'm dead so I lie there waiting until they passed. Once they did I sighed in relief. Then my neck moves to where the soldiers are and my eyes can just make out three figures running. They left me? Was that them? Was it really a dream? I had no pain then I realized. That wasn't blood.
I smell the red on the ground and it isn't blood. It's red paint. They saved me. But they left me. It was for my safety and theirs. Although, I do feel a pang of betrayal but I knew it wasn't I was being selfish. I should've run with them if I hadn't blacked out. Maybe it wasn't them. It could've been anyone. Looks look they'll get away whoever it is. Unless they shoot them with stunners. Which is likely. They would shoot anyone in their way.

I attempt to sit up, only to fall over again. I couldn't even sit up. It isn't a dream I know that now. I guess it's true, they didn't care about us. They wanted to watch more fighting. They did control me. Must've been when I was sleeping. But how? I would've been woken up... unless.... No, it can't be true. A new controlling device. No sound. A silent controller device. I also would've felt pain, but I didn't. It seemed weird though.

At least they made them think I was dead. I look dead and I feel dead inside. It's like the device took everything out of me. Everything. I feel empty. Empty as I can be. It can't get any worse, right now. It could but it shouldn't. I'd hate for my parents or Mira to get shot. I would be left the same, except with no hope to see my parents again. Then I realized what I should do. I need to save them. Mira, my parents, and my sisters.

I smile. I would save them.