THE MISSING

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    Here is the REWRITE of the story, THE MISSING!
    The Characters:
    Clarissa Young - @HelloColdWorld
    Iris Hearth - @Anqth
    Alex Hester - @Wolfy
    Leviathan Inges - @Bori
    Colin Davidson - @PepperPancake
    Kyo Kizokunashi - @Staraboo
    Charlotte Anders - @hecccing
    Karter Fontaine - @HuskyInAHat


    All it took was one moment — a sudden jolt across the ocean that set off the entire world screaming. Twenty-eight thousand had lived and breathed a moment before, but by the next, they were gone. Some wrenched from their beds, others mid-conversation. A plan that had been in the works for decades was finally in motion. Nothing was coincidental, all aged from eighteen to twenty-four, all talented in their own way. In the days that followed the zip in time, these twenty-eight thousand were dubbed The Missing, but would they ever be found?

    ~

    Darkness swarmed her, the suffocating black made it difficult to breathe, as if she were drowning in midnight. Her grey eyes refused to adjust to the impenetrable darkness that filled her vision. She was trapped, caged, imprisoned. Her body began to shake violently as she tried to remember something, anything. Who was she? Where was she? Her mind was blank.

    Suddenly, the lights snapped on, and harsh light flooded her vision. She let out a cry at the immediate brightness of the room. Blinking away tears, she found herself in a small white cell, the walls, floor and ceiling were all padded. There was nothing in the cell except herself: she was tall, standing at 5’10 and had limbs corded with lean muscle. But with a start, she found her left leg partially different. Nervously, she pulled up the black jeans she wore, revealing from the knee downwards, a prosthetic limb. Sweat beaded on her skin as she began racking her brain, trying to remember the loss of half her leg. But no recollection came. Her skin was a burnt umber colour, and her hair pitch black which trailed into dyed silver.

    Along with the jeans, she wore a grey t-shirt and a black leather jacket that was covered with embroidered roses on the left arm. She shrugged it off, glad to feel a small chill in the padded room, snaking across her muscular arms was a fire dragon tattoo on her left and a symbol she couldn’t remember on her right. Scars decorated her bare skin, the thin white lines telling stories of a violent past, most significantly one that slashed just below her right eye before stopping at her neck. Inspecting these scars, she suddenly jolted as one word punched through into her blank mind.

    Iris.

    Tears flooded her stone-grey eyes; her mouth opened and closed like a goldfish as she screamed at herself. Iris, Iris, IRIS! She silently yelled in her mind. But she remembered nothing else. As warm tears covered her face, she sank onto the floor again. Iris curled into a ball, quietly whimpering to herself.

    The cell remained lit, allowing her to watch the tears sink into the padded floor. The lump formed in her throat refused to budge, but her whimpers had gone silent. The tears now drying on Iris’ face sobered her thoughts, almost as if they always did. Did she cry often? Why? She knew there was nothing wrong with crying, but even so, she felt it as a weakness to shed tears. She was at least glad the cell contained only herself. Iris pursed her lips, willing herself to disappear behind a mask of neutrality. It was easy, had she done that before too? It didn’t matter; she was locked in a cell with no memories. She was a blank slate mentally, so she made herself one physically in response.

    ~

    The lights had brought them to consciousness, but as soon as they opened their aching eyes, the bright lights dissipated. They didn’t have time to register the room they sat in, regardless, they began to move. A devious smirk lifted their cheeks as they started to analyse their situation, almost completely forgetting the cuffs the clamped their hands together. They looked at the handcuffs, raising their arms and squinting into the darkness. It took a moment before their eyes adjusted to the lack of lighting; they found themselves chained down by simple handcuffs. A mischievous grin lifted their lips; it was hardly a challenge to them. They pulled out a hairpin from their unkempt long brown hair, straightening out the metal and shaping it into a sort of key. Within seconds, the handcuffs fell to the ground, unlocked. Just as the cuffs hit the padded floors, one thought filled their mind.

    You are Alex Hester, how could you forget?

    Their smirk momentarily faded, a jolt of surprise flooding them. Alex’s immediate thoughts were to escape; they never thought about their name. In response to their surprise, the lights switched back on. Instantly, Alex began inspecting the room: plain padded walls, ceiling and door, and a dirty mirror hung on the left wall. With a grimace, they started to evaluate their appearance, trying to remember more of themselves.

    Alex stood at around six feet, dominating the space of the small cell. Their skin was deeply tanned, indicating they had spent long hours in the sun. Their wavy brown hair faded into dark purple that reached their chest, with a sigh, Alex tied up their long hair into a sweeping ponytail before continuing their assessment. Their eyes were heterochromatic; their left eye was a stormy grey while their right was a shade of blue that matched the ocean. A faded scar that trailed from their right cheek to their left collarbone distorted their tanned skin to a pale white. Alex smirked once more, turning away from the grimy mirror and towards the door. They decided it was time to leave this padded room and get the hell out of wherever they were.

    The lights seemed to understand Alex’s thoughts, as they marched towards the door, the brightness of the room was swallowed up by absolute darkness. It was as if whoever had put them in the padded room had said; You can’t leave just yet.

    Alex cursed in Spanish, hissing at the darkness that left them blind. It was nothing like the dim lighting from before when they unlocked the handcuffs; this was a swarm of black that swallowed the room whole. Alex shivered, crossing their arms they flopped onto the padded floor, legs also crossed. It would be impossible for them to navigate the dark, so in stubborn defeat, all they could do was wait.

    ~

    It was difficult for him to ignore the dread that flooded through his veins, the thick swarm of nerves and anxiety twisted his insides and spat out the cold sweat that lined his lean body. His breathing was harsh, but it couldn’t drown out the churning of his thoughts, the unanswerable question. What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? Nothing could comfort him; everything was gone, no memories, no sight, nothing, not even a name. The darkened room he was crouched in was most obviously a cell, even if he couldn’t see, he could feel the inescapable feeling of being trapped. To be locked up like this meant one thing, he had destroyed his freedom without knowing how.

    A buzzing noise filled his ears suddenly; electricity began to pump into the fluorescent lights, setting the room into a sickly white glow. He squinted his eyes at the fresh brightness, curling into himself further to shrink away from it all. All the light did was confirm his entrapment, the buzzing bulbs revealed the padded floor, walls and ceilings, along with an outline of a door. There were no windows, no furniture, only himself and the lights. He raked a hand through his hair in frustration, making it stand on end. More questions came to mind the longer he remained curled in a ball. Where are my memories? Who am I? What have I done?!

    He snapped then, shooting upwards so quickly he smacked his head on the wall. He gritted his teeth, it was painless, thankfully, but frustration and anger thrummed in his veins. He began to pace back and forth, suddenly acutely aware of every tiny detail in the cell. The padded door had no handle, instead, blending into the padded walls, but the other side was metal, thanks to the high-pitched screech it made when he rammed his shoulder into it. He was the first inhabitant of the cell, the white starch fabric beneath him was fresh and clean, with no faded memories of human activity. He also found himself wearing pyjamas, which were slightly rumpled. He could only assume he had been sleeping, tucked away beneath a duvet before ending up here. His pacing continued until his legs burned, his socked feet treading a path in the floor. He groaned, flopping to the ground again and rubbing his forearms.

    ‘Just a clue,’ he murmured, his voice hoarse. ‘Anything.’

    A splotch of ink became his clue, sunk beneath his otherwise pale skin was a tattoo — a simple illustration of a robin, the bird perched on a branch made of swirling black. His throat constricted as his breathing hitched. A memory of the pain, the teeth-clenching feeling of needle upon needle grating against his flesh, came to mind. His pupils blew wide, swallowing the usual bright green as he remembered.

    ‘My name is Karter.’

    ~

    The mask made her feel strong enough that her legs no longer shook. But the crawling fear that lurked beneath her pale skin continued to send shivers down her spine. Sat in the brace position, her breath was hot against the black mask she had found upon her face. At first when she woke it felt like a barrier, cutting away her oxygen and ability to speak. But after ripping it off, after her panted breaths were no longer deafened by her hammering heart, did she find the scars that the mask had covered — deep ridges sunk into cheeks that were now smeared with drying tears. A moment later she put it back on, eyes still flooded with emotions she didn’t want to be spilt.

    An hour later, her name came back to her like ink being dropped into water. The sudden blooming of memories, of foreign thoughts, made her lithe body wrack with terror — Leviathan Inges. That was her name, but it was still strange to call herself that. Who exactly was she? No other memories came to mind, just that name over and over, Leviathan Inges, Leviathan Inges, Leviathan Inges, like a drumbeat that refused to cease.

    Her shaky hands raked through her short brown hair as if to silence the tattoo of words pounding in her head. The lump in her throat deepened, making Leviathan feel as if she couldn’t breathe. She gasped and spluttered, forcing herself to stand in an attempt to get more air into her lungs. Grabbing onto the wall with grasping hands, her bitten nails scratched across the fabric, and her legs shook once more. Standing at full height, barely five feet, she choked on the lump stuck in her throat, tears suddenly flooding her eyes. Squeezing them shut, she collapsed back to the floor, her legs giving out from beneath her.

    The warm tears pooled beneath her eyelids, a thin stream seeping down her cheek and dampening the mask slightly. In the darkness of her mind, a light suddenly flooded her thoughts, a new memory of cold air sweeping her away from the cell.

    ‘Levi! Wait up!’

    The falling snowflakes crowned her head, which she shook free as she ran further through the snowscape. Turning for a moment, she saw the bright smile of a young boy, a friend? Under his arm was a wooden sledge, which he gave up carrying, dragging it across the snow-covered ground. Laughter echoed through the mist, Leviathan’s small body raced on, her short legs skipping across the slush.

    ‘You’ll have to catch me first!’ she cried happily.

    Leviathan’s eyes flew open, her mouth suddenly dry. Her breathing became steadier, a rush of calm swiftly flowing through her body. She swallowed down bile, smearing the tears on her face off as she took a deep breath. Shifting back into the brace position, a mantra of hope began in her mind.

    Leviathan Inges — Levi — You will be okay. You will get through this.

    ~

    Waking up to the pitch black had been disorientating, the slight chill of the room leaving goosebumps prickling on her flesh. But the sudden fresh clarity of two words was all she needed to stop the screaming that bubbled beneath the surface.

    My name is Charlotte Anders.

    The lights suddenly switched on almost in affirmation. She blinked instinctively, raising an arm to shield herself from the new brightness that flooded in. The darkness had only surrounded her for a second, but she was glad it was gone; it was like a thick hood, choking her of all senses. As Charlotte’s eyes adjusted, pupils shrinking to compensate, she sprang up from the floor from where she had been curled up. The lingering of sleep was still crusted in her eyes, but she scrubbed it away, heart thumping madly.

    ‘What’s going on?’ she demanded, running her fingers through her hair in frustration.

    The goosebumps on Charlotte’s tanned skin remained, even as she began pacing, her feet sinking deep into the padded fabric of the cell. She wore what she presumed were pyjamas, black leggings, an oversized burgundy hoodie and bright blue fuzzy socks. Rubbing at her arms, she stopped in her tracks, mind racing with questions that had no answers.

    ‘This is a mistake. I haven’t done anything wrong.’ Charlotte said firmly, eyes narrowing at the door. ‘Whoever has done this better let me out…’

    Her long legs set her striding up to the door; the padded door barely outlined as it blended with the room’s walls. She shivered again, a lump forming in her throat as she stood by the door. Less than a foot shorter than it, Charlotte looked it up and down with a creased brow. Slamming her palm against the door, it barely made a sound against the padded fabric.

    ‘Hey! Let me out!’ she shouted. ‘I’m not supposed to be here!’

    Despite her shouts that eventually choked into a hoarse rasp, she was left unanswered. The hammering of her heart increased, her breathing turning harsher as a new question bloomed.

    What if I am meant to be here?

    Charlotte couldn’t stop herself as she collapsed onto the floor, legs giving out at her newfound horror. She began rocking back and forth; hands gripped tight into her light brown hair. A sudden stinging pricked at her eyes, tears flooding through. She tried to swipe them away angrily, but a mantra of anxiety brought them faster.

    What if I did something horrible? Is there something wrong with me? What’s happening?! Who… who am I? I only know my name, but is that really enough?

    Through the hours, all that could be heard were the uncontrollable sobs. Nothing came to Charlotte, no memories, no spark. Only tears.

    ~

    Before he was even fully conscious, the need to investigate was fresh in his mind. Light brown eyes opened to find the flickering fluorescent lights above him, the white padded flooring beneath him and the tight metal handcuffs that cut right into his skin. A dark laugh escaped him as he eyed up the cuffs which gleamed slightly in the dim cell.

    ‘You and I,’ he said quietly to the cuffs, ‘are gonna talk.’

    He craned his neck to see the keyhole of the cuffs, the small hole depthless in the gloom. Next, his eyes slid across the room, narrowing slightly at the locked up door before landing on a neatly folded leather jacket on the floor. Gingerly, he kicked it with his foot before digging into its pockets. Inside was a single receipt, an empty pack of gum and an array of loose stationery. His eyes lit up at the four colourful paper clips, snatching them up, he began his task. His fingers slipped slightly as he bent one into shape, straightening it flat before shoving it into the keyhole. With gritted teeth, he fiddled and twisted the paper clip until the lock clicked, the mechanism of the handcuffs sliding loose on his left hand. A moment passed before he took it off his right, free at last.

    He grabbed up the jacket, shoving the unlocked handcuffs into the pocket and pulled out the receipt, brows creased. After eating up the room with his roving eyes, the next thing on the list was him. Who the hell was he? Smoothing out the crumpled piece of paper, he read it all out, hoping his memory would kick in.

    ‘Walmart - Save Money. Live Better.’ he said dully. ‘Boston, MA. 5 Gum, x3. $9.69. Cashier: Jamie Boyle. Customer: Colin Davidson. ’

    He swallowed uneasily, rereading the customer name over again. A flash of scenes lit up his vision for a moment, a loud, bright superstore and monotonous beeping of scanners. He suddenly remembered holding the warm coins along with the freshly printed receipt. Colin Davidson. He had shoved three pieces of gum into his mouth as he left, chewing loudly and giving everyone a dirty look. Colin Davidson. Walking from the store he had headed to a bookstore, the bell jangling loudly before the memory faded, the smell of sharp mint and old books disappearing.

    Blinking for a moment, Colin gave a nonchalant shrug. Amnesia, huh? Like that’ll stop me. He thought, grabbing up the bent out paperclip he stormed up to the where the door was, giving it a shove with his shoulder. It barely budged, a squeak being its only response. He shouldered it again, but just as he did, the lights snapped off. The sudden darkness left him hopelessly blind, losing his balance he collapsed on the floor, nose smashing against the door. He cursed, holding his nose as exhaustion seeped into his bones.

    ‘Dammit…’ he muttered.

    ~

    Her heart raced manically in her chest as if all the energy in the world had begun pumping through her veins. Her blue eyes had flown open as a stab of light flooded her vision. Taken aback by the brightness, she shielded her face, letting her eyes adjust for a moment before blinking the world into focus. Her mouth opened into a perfect ‘o’ shape as she found the room she was in.

    Not a room. A cell. Like one from a film about insane asylums. Her skin prickled at that realisation, goosebumps erupting on her pale flesh, her mouth still open and going dry at the sight of it all. White starch padded floors, a door with no handle, no natural light, only the bright buzzing above her. She rose from her curled position, spinning around in continuous circles in shock and horror. Losing her balance slightly, she tried to hold her arms out for support but found them clamped together. Handcuffs.

    ‘W-what!?’ she cried, gaping at the handcuffs. ‘Where am I!? What’s happening!?’

    Slower now, she twirled around several more times, her mind getting dizzy at the spinning before stopping dead, a new question in mind. Who am I?? No rational thought floated through her mind as she sifted through the thickness of her brain. It was as if her mind had been submerged in thick jelly, one she couldn’t pull out of despite her hurried movements. Her hammering heart refused to slow as she tucked herself onto the floor, cuffed hands awkwardly wrapped around her head in a fool’s attempt to shut out reality. None of it made sense to her, as it would to anyone, but it was real, no dream could ever be this vivid. She squeezed her hair tightly, scalp screaming as she almost tore it out in frustration.

    Her eyes blinked up as she noticed the peculiar hue of her hair, bright blue. Her brow creased, confusion filling her as she stared at it. Why did I dye my hair blue? She thought, twiddling the strands between her fingers in fascination.

    Another blink and she was in a bathroom, a light flickering above her. Sat on the lid of the bathtub were two children, their hair plastered to their heads, soaked with hair dye. Their legs swung impatiently, and although their words were inaudible to her, she knew what they were saying. Can we wash it off? It’s itchy! I’m bored! But she had only calmly quieted them, turning to the mirror with a new bottle of dye. Once I’ve done my hair, you can wash it out. She had said, squeezing a dollop of the stuff into a gloved hand. But Kyooo! One of the children cried, dragging the last word on. We wanna take it off now! Kyo!

    She gasped, eyes flying open as she found herself back in the cell. She knelt to the floor, hands twisted back into her hair once more, the cold metal of the handcuffs embedding onto her forehead. A lump formed into her throat, her sluggish thoughts slowly making the connection.

    My name is Kyo, and those were my siblings.

    ~

    A pulsing headache conjured Clarissa into reality; she blinked rapidly, the sudden brightness of the room blinding her. She cursed, trying to push herself up, but found she could not. Holding her pale arms up, she saw her hands cuffed together, the metal digging into her skin. Scrunching her nose up, Clarissa dropped them down into her lap, a cold lick of dread filling her.

    ‘What’s happening?’ she asked herself, her voice rough from disuse.

    No answer came, which she huffed at. Her dark eyes began to roam the room, though still squinting at the severe bright lights. Blinking everything into clarity, her heart dropped to her stomach. It was a padded cell. Clarissa’s mouth turned dry, any rational thought disappearing from her mind.

    ‘This can’t be happening.’

    She stood suddenly, legs shaking with nerves as she hurtled herself at the door. Clarissa’s shoulder slammed against the padded fabric, making her bounce off harmlessly, skittering to the opposite end of the tiny cell. She growled in frustration, quickly realising there was no use in trying. With another huff, she plopped onto the floor, arms and legs crossed in annoyance.

    ‘Why am I in a bloody cell? Why am I bloody handcuffed!?’ Clarissa shouted, putting her head in her hands. ‘I don’t understand what’s going on…’ Her voice became quiet as tears began to well up in her eyes, ‘I just want to go home…’

    But where is home?

    Everything went numb at that moment. The temperature of the room felt as if it had dropped below freezing, forcing a sharp intake of breath from Clarissa. She looked up, eyes bleak and glassy as the lights suddenly shut off, leaving her in the gloom. Her mind slowly began to whir, though sluggishly, her thoughts were an endless black with nothing to beat it back. The surety of knowing her name, a beacon of hope she’d thought, was now nothing more than a burnt out match. Her memories were charred and burned, wiped clean by a flame she never saw.

    ‘This can’t be happening, this can’t be happening, this can’t be happening.’ Clarissa began to repeat, her words slowly slurring together.

    A sudden shrieking sound of metal grinding against metal conjured her from her tangled words. Looking up, a single shaft of light was visible from the door. It lit up the small section of the floor, widening slightly as the door opened further. An almost animalistic urge flooded Clarissa. An escape. Freedom. She unsteadily stood up, pushing against the wall with her handcuffed hands in support. Her mouth had gone dry, still not believing it. Not even as she opened the door fully, basking in a fresh, new light.

    ~

    ‘The cells are open, ma’am.’ a woman said, her eyes scanning over a dozen digital screens.

    ‘And the medics are ready?’ another woman asked, smoothing down her military uniform.

    ‘Affirmative.’

    She cleared her throat. ‘Turn on the speakers. I need to introduce myself.’

    ‘Certainly, ma’am.’ there was a moment of clicking before the technician gave the nod. ‘It’s live.’

    She gave a close-lipped smile. ‘Thank you. Good evening soldiers, and welcome to the Western Sector. My name is Lieutenant General Archer, and this is Operation TBE.’
     
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    Amazing :))))) can't wait for the actual story to happen <3 love you Cold.
     
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    Yes!! I’m so glad this has begun! I love your writing, good luck continuing
     
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    You are such a great writer! I really enjoyed this <3 can't wait to see much more! :)
     
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    Im in love with this story already wow
     
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    Omg!
    That is like amazing!
    How the hell did you have the time tp write all that!? Loving it btw! Good work! :)

    I’m calling it, Cold is officially The Flash, You’ve been exposed xD
     
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    Thank you Jules! <3
    It's only just beginning! ilyt <3
    Thank you! Hopefully I'll continue this to the end.
    Thank you! I'll try my best to keep the chapters coming.
    Glad you like it!
    Thanks <3
    Woo! <3
    yay c;
    Thank you! I can write a lot when I put my mind to it ;)

    CHAPTER ONE IS OUT!
    Characters in the chapter:
    Clarissa Ada Young - @HelloColdWorld
    Alex Silverfeather - @Wolfy
    Leiko Wannabe - @DanielaParty
    Freya Hilton - @ShootingStqr
    Leviathan Inges - @Boriiii
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    amazing chapter though!
     
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    Can't wait for the next chapter Culd!
     
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    I love your writing style so much! I can really put myself in the shoes of characters other than my own! Amazing job <3
     
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    spectacular, amazing, just woAh. keep up the great work ;p
     
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    She's definitely the sweetie of C.41 ;) Thank you!
    Who doesn't? Thank you Wolfy!
    I'm glad! Thankss.
    yoy!(?)
    Thank you Raya!
    :)
    Thank you!
    Thanks!

    CHAPTER TWO IS OUT!
    Characters in the chapter:
    Emily Sunshine - @GlowingLights
    Iris Hearth - @TheFqllen
    Naoko Nakamura - @Glowy
    Freya Hilton - @ShootingStqr
    Kyo Kizokunashi - @Azamii
    Charlotte Anders - @ECatto
    Karter Fontaine - @HuskyInAHat
     
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