Academy for an Assassin {A Novel]

AFAA: Prologue

New story, I really don't have a major idea of what I want it to be just yet, but I will soon so hang on. So please comment, vote, tweet, like or become a fan. And if you haven't checked Just Valencia out yet, go! Read it right now! Thanks.

Oh, and I know this is short, but I like my prologue's to be short. It just gives you a small idea of what's going on, like a preview. So tell me what you think :)

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Prologue  

I ran as fast as I could and yet, it wasn't enough.  

My whole life, I have been living here, never going out, and the only thing I know of the world, is of what I see and read online. I am close to being released into the real world, to do what I have been trained to do all my life. I don't want to do it though.  

I have been wanting to do this for a long time but yet I never got the guts to do it. Something has always stopped me and I don't know exactly what it is, though I know it's something big. Or maybe I do know what it is but I don't want to tell myself what it is.  

But today, I just got out of bed and decided to do it. I decided to escape from the academy. I don't want be an assassin anymore. 

I was so close to leaving the academy but while I was climbing the wall to get out, a dog appeared out of nowhere and started barking alerting the others. It was silent before, with only the wind rustling the leaves and my feet crunching the leaves and twigs below me as I ran. But the dog's bark came out of nowhere, scaring me even more than I already was, peircing the night. 

I knew I wouldn't able to make it to the other side by the time they got here. If I did, which would be a miracle, there would be some of the guards waiting on the other side. The thought did not make me feel better, but I couldn't stop thinking it.

So, I jumped down, scarcely avoiding the dogs that were still there, and I went running. We were surrounded by thick, low trees so although it gave me cover, it was hard to see in the dark. I had dodged many branched and jumped over many logs or ditches, but I have fell once.  

I could hear the guards yelling to each other and they were so close. But the dogs were even closer, and that was bad. Last time the dogs attacked someone, they ended up in the hospital with deep scratched and bruises, and a broken bone. Their huge paws with sharp claws thumping the ground showed me just how strong they sounded, teasing me. 

So, I ran.  

At the end it just wasn't enough. I ran and before I knew it, I ended up at heading towards the west side of the school grounds and that was a mistake in my part. I was tired, confused and desperate. I didn't know where I was going and I didn't know there was a lot more security there.  

The dogs didn't catch me, some of the guys who I didn't see and were close jumped on me. They brought me down to the ground hard and I fell to the ground with their combined weight and muscles. My short, curly, brown hair was up in a ponytail but it was now a bit loose and it fell in my face, falling around me and obscuring most of the view. 

''Put your hands behind your back and stay on the ground!'' the guy on top if me ordered loudly. With a command like that, you'd think I was a criminal escaping jail. Except, the academy feels like a jail to me and some of the other students. And soon, in a way, we will become criminals. We are being trained to to kill people, and even though we are suppose to kill the people who are a danger, we're still killing. But the worse way is that we do it without thinking or feeling.

''Get her to the West Wing,'' I heard him say.  

They picked me up and I fought with them. I couldn't go tot he west wing, not the west wing. ''No, please, let me go!'' I begged.  

I was scared to go to the West Wing. It was the one place in the whole academy where we weren't allowed to go to unless with special permission and with an escort. I've seen how the students are after they get out of there. They are in pain and some limp and I know what's in there. I know what's in the West Wing. I have been there a few times, but only in the first level which is the least painful. The higher the levels you go, the more painful it is.  

Trying to escape the academy, will bring me much higher than the first level. I was told you went on the highest level, the most painful of all. If it's someone tried to escape or you also go there right before graduation.  

But no matter how much I pleaded, it wasn't like them to take pity or take it easy, I knew I would not go unpunished. I was going to get this really bad, and I wasn't going to get out of it.  And that was one of the reasons I was scared to escape in the first place.

And for this reason, is another reason why I want to stop training to become an assassin. 

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So what did you think? You know what to do, and I know it's not a lot of imformation, but it's only the prolouge. I'll tell you the girl's name though, Annalexia :) Thanks. 

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Linnette