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Captured Innocence

By: Cherie Arlavine

Chapter 1, Invited by the head master of a school Delilah thought she would only be lucky to get into, she soon realizes that the school isn\'t so lucky. In fact, she\'s sure she\'s walked straight into hell. Students are treated like slaves by other students. Treated like dogs. And her welcome is not one she would have ever expected. Delilah soon finds herself struggling to get out of a place she had so easily walked right into. Even after calling the police, she finds there is little hope of ever leaving. And her worst fear is not only that she\'ll be enslaved and treated like a dog for the rest of her life, but that she may not have much of her life left. The only thing she knows is that Shane Jacobs is to blame.

The place was strange, and made no sense to Delilah. It was a school, check. There were students, check. But why were there chains on some of them? Why were they being leashed around like dogs?

She took a step back as a nauseating feeling washed over her. She didn’t like this place. There was something off about it. She had sensed it long before she’d seen the way some of the students were treated.

Suddenly a girl with long, flaxen hair came bolting toward her. She ran straight into Delilah and began sobbing onto her shoulder. "Help me!" she begged. "Please! He’s going to find me soon."

Delilah felt some type of motherly instinct take over and hugged the girl to her. She had some sort of metal collar around her neck and a chain dangled from it. The girl was older than her, she could tell.

But she hugged onto her and cried into her shirt like a child who claimed to be haunted by monsters in the closet after seeing a horror film. And Delilah wanted nothing more than to protect her.

She looked up at Delilah with innocent emerald green eyes that were surrounded by red and inflating skin. She looked petrified, Delilah saw. As if she were worried for her life. Her chin quivered. "Don’t make the deal. Whatever you do, get out of here. Don’t sign the deal. Die first if you have to. Please, get out of here and tell someone. Save us." Then came the boy. His eyes were swarmed with fire and rage. His burning red hair only seemed to add to the effect. His face was clear and showed what could only be described as the desire to kill.

He came toward them with incredible speed. Delilah moved the girl behind her and shielded her with her body. "Don’t touch her!" she hissed.

He didn’t even spare Delilah a glance. His eyes were on the girl as he flew toward them. When he reached Delilah he put a hand on her shoulder and shoved her so hard that she flew across the hall and slammed into the blue lockers, hitting her head and probably cracking her skull.

She might have fainted, but she heard the girl screaming and she forced her eyes open. She saw him grab the chain then drag her toward him. Though Delilah was terrified, she was more worried for the girl.

She forced herself to her feet and gritted her teeth. It was only with pure will that she could do so. Then she charged at him. She heard herself scream as she ran at him. It was like running into a brick wall. She hit him and fell right onto her ass.

He dropped the chain and turned toward Delilah. He began reaching toward her. Delilah had a feeling that she was about to be killed.

"No!" the girl screamed. She threw herself in front of her. "Tavio, don’t. I’ll go with you. You can do whatever you want to me." she breathed. Delilah could hear it was hard for her to say it. "Please, she doesn’t know who you are. She doesn’t know any of it. She doesn’t understand. She’s already hurt, she’s suffering. Leave her be. Just take me. She’s not worth the trouble you’ll be in if you kill her."

The boy called Tavio looked at the girl, and Delilah was surprised to see his expression soften. "Why did you run from me?" he whispered. He put his hands on her shoulders. "Why did you run?"

The girl shook. "You keep hurting me." she breathed. "I don’t want to be hurt anymore." she began sobbing again.

He sighed and scooped her up into his arms. "I’m sorry." he murmured and left Delilah sitting in the middle of the hallway, bleeding. She watched them leave. And just before they disappeared she saw the girl mouth, "Help me".

Delilah shuddered and put a hand to her head. When she put her hand in front of her face it was covered in blood. What was all that about? What kind of hell had she just walked into? And what was going to happen to that poor girl?

Those were the last things on her mind before her vision turned to darkness and she fell back onto the floor unconscious.

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