Chapter Two-Chapter Two- You were Chosen

Turanna's POV

I yawned as soon as I felt radiation on my cheeks. I sat up to see that the radiation came from the sunlight peeping through my window. It was nice for the sun to appear after the heavy rainfall received in the peak of the previous evening. That sun was well needed in order to absorb the saturation that existed in the potholes on the streets.

It was now daylight and my body still felt draggy from working those late hours last night. My feet felt oddly sore and my back shared the same pain.

I wondered on my previous activities as I looked around my room. Wait a second this isn't my room?

Were the hell-

Then it hit me. I was kidnapped by three lunatics on my way home. I was a fighter in nature, how could I possibly succumb to this?

"Ah, finally awake your highness" I looked to see a blond woman by the door frame, her hand rocking her nose. I placed my hand on my cheek in a bored fashion, somehow I would have preferred if little blond kept her mask on.

I smirked internally. I could remember everything clearly.

So it was this cocky b*tch who got her nose broken by the extra pair of shoes in my bag. I hated her already so it was fair to say she deserved the injury received.

"Come on, the Captain wishes to see you" she remarked and I rolled my eyes at her, following the woman who behaved as though she was made of gold. Even in her walk she was swank, if you were a new comer she would be mistaken for the leader of the troop.

"Carter" she called before the metallic doors slid open and I gaped in awe. This place resembled that of those you only saw in sci fi movies.

Cool. This place was amazing.

What? No it was not, these lunatics drugged and kidnapped me.

"Thank you Myers, you are dismissed" with that she left. My eyes fell on blue and I wet my cracked lips. He was the one to initiate the attack but his looks made him appear so gentle. He stood from his chair in a calm manner, his face strict as he observed me by my assumption. He was wearing a suit just like the night he abducted me.

Thinking about it made me sick. If he was so eager to hunt, why not take his sick fun to the jungle and hunt lions?

"Sit" was his simple command and in no time my ass was plastered to the seat. He voice was autocratic and the voice had me believing that I somehow worked for this man.

What the hell is wrong with me? Who the hell did he think he could boss around?

"Who the hell are you guys? The CIA?" I asked eyeing his leather gloves and expensive suit. There was a shades positioned on his suit and I could see my reflection in his shoes clearly.

"Oh we are far bigger than the CIA" he remarked and I stood immediately, my eyes narrowed. I did not care who they worked for because in my book kidnapping an innocent was wrong. To drug that innocent made matters even worse, these people were monsters in my eyes.

"You think this is some sick joke! I want to go home-" I hissed and he arched a brow, my statement falling short.

"Joke? You think I'd go through all that trouble just to tell you a joke female?" He remarked and I was about to punch him when he caught my fist. He brought my fist down painfully slow, my cry of pain quite silent.

It was then I remembered my poor broken fingers. I grimace, it was confirmed that they were broken, my chest burned due to the intense pain. If I did not know this man any better I would say he was happy for me to try and hit him so he could act on my pain.

Sh*t! That hurt like a b*tch.

"Oh trust me you'll need your strength later on" he remarked and I withdrew my hand. He was quite correct, I would need my strength if I aimed to conduct murder.

"You can't keep me here! I have a life unlike you lunatics. How do you live like this, going around kidnapping people?!" I yelled and the bastard smirked. Did I pay him a hot compliment or was he that sick?

"Actually we can. All my team members reacted just the same when brought here, even worse and look at them now. Loyal as the soldiers they are. You are no different Turanna." he remarked and I stared at him in the coldest manner.

Why me of all the populate of the United States of America?

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"Not bad, for a new comer that is" the cocky b*tch remarked and I was so close to breaking another part of her body so that she would be unable to move for good.

Her neck maybe? I faked a smile, the friendly killer was the deadliest.

"Why thank you! I'm flattered to hear that from a cocky b*tch" I hissed, dodging the leg she swung at me. I wish I could wear heels that good, the woman could do just about anything n those shoes.

"Watch it girl" she warned as she dodged one of my punch. Why was I failing at this?

"Why in hell's name does your boss want me anyhow?" I asked, tripping her but she was quick however, landing on her hands. Like a piece of paper she fold over easily.

"Mhm, you know I wondered that also. I mean I don't see anything special about you. You fail to care your own hair, I mean, look at those split ends. How can you-"

"Enough" we turned to face the Captain himself in all his glory. His suit was neat as ever, his blond hair kept in the same manner but this time he was without the gloves I saw him with earlier.

Great. Look what the doctor prescribed.

"You are dismissed. Tell Duncan to get his a** down here in the next two hours" he ordered and the girl nod and left. Well then, that was one hell of a way to speak to your subordinates. If I did not know earth's history quite well I would say he was the one responsible for world war one and two.

I crossed my arms.

"You know I would have actually preferred if b*tchy blond stayed" I remarked before reaching for a towel to dry my sweaty neck.

"You wanted answers didn't you?" He asked ignoring my comment and I nod stupidly.

"Yes, what exactly is it you guys do?" I asked as he lit a cigarette. So he just had to be a smoker, is was this guy born to be a bad a**?

"Besides kidnapping people I added quickly." I added quickly. He gave a flat stare.

"Want?" He asked and I accepted the offer. He lit the cigarette for me but for a lady who was addicted to the drug I played it off quite well.

"We fight against unknown forces, things beyond human" he stated simply, taking a draw of his cigarette.

"What, you have got to be f*cking kidding me, extraterrestrial hunters. You guys are f*cking alien hunters!" I exclaimed because there could be the occurrence of one out of two things; this had to be one hell of a dream or I was going deaf.

He released a puff of smoke only to straighten his tie. He placed on hand to his pocket before speaking on what I chose to exclaim on.

"These forces aren't necessarily extraterrestrial. They can be scientific Madison" he informed me and I took a huge smoke before speaking.

Humans could create such forces? Was science that powerful?

"So why choose me? Why choose a twenty year old low life like me huh?" I asked and he actually held my stare. For a minute there I saw surprise in those blue eyes of his, his lip moving slightly.

"I know potential when I see it Ms Madison" was what he gave me and my eyes widened. He thought he chose the right person for this task?

I begged to differ.