Rebooted

Chapter 1

My feet pound against the pavement as I turn a sharp corner. I run through the streets of the slums, making sure to jump over the rubbish littered in the streets. I duck behind a nearby dumpster, I lean over putting my hands on my knees and taking deep breaths. Footsteps echo around the streets from the person who is chasing me. I hear them coming closer to where I'm hiding. "Come out little girl! I won't hurt you. We just want to know where your parents are, they owe me a lot of money." A man says in a wheezy voice.
I curl up into a tight ball as I see there shadow passing me, I hope they won't look at me.

My mother and father had a gambling problem, they went to an old warehouse every night to play cards. They must of over bet because we never get any one willing to chase us over unpaid debts. My mum (I am Australian so I spell it mum) had come into my room shortly before this man came for me and told me they were going out for a while. I didn't want to be home alone, especially when I was in a house with no locks, but I didn't know what else to say. It had been around two hours when there was a knock on the door. I looked out a small glass less window to see the man. He was big and had tattoos all over his body, so I ran. He barged his way in and just saw me climbing out of the window. That was where the chase began.
Now I am behind a dumpster with the man meters from me, I feel like i am going to be sick. My stomach does flips and a small whimper escapes my mouth as I exhale. "AHA!I got you now!" He screamed pushing the dumpster out of the way.
"Where are you parents? They owe me some money!" I shake my head so furiously my vision goes blurry.
"Not talking hey? Fine, you want some persuasion do you?" He pulls out a knife and slowly puts it to my throat.
" maybe that was to big of a question? I'll ask you an easier one, how old are you little girl?" He asks, his putrid breath invading my nostrils.
I cough a little but finally answer with a small "12"
"12 huh? Not old enough to be of any use to me, tell me where you parents are now or I will slit your throat!" He yells at me pushing the knife up so it makes contact with my neck.
The blade is cold and shiny, it glints under the light of a flickering street lamp. I need to reply so I search my mind for a lie, I can't come up with anything. Why am I so stupid? I wasted all my energy running away instead of trying to fight, and now I'm almost to frightened to speak. I decide to tell The truth, he will probably kill me anyway. "I don't know." I reply weakly closing my eyes.
"You don't know?! You're telling a lie! I can tell. I could slit you throat right now, you would be lucky to reboot in 3 minutes."
A tear slips out of my eye and I decide to have one final stand "if I do reboot, then I know who I'm going to kill on my assignments first!" Spit in his face and kick out, making contact with his knee.
He pushes me over and I fall into the ground. He looms over me like a shadow. I feel a sharp pain, I look down to see blood sprouting from a knife handle in my stomach. He pulls it out and laughs. My vision is going blurry and black, I reach out to a small rock in the ground and enclose it in my hand.
I close my eyes and feel nothing at all.