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Chapter Three: Running Back To My Past.Astrid's POV
Chapter Three: Running Back To My Past.
Red hot blisters were taking over Astrid's foot. 'Oh, why didn't I put socks on?' (One great thing about have a leg that was bionic, no blisters on that foot) She could feel her muscles aching from running. She had been running for about 20ks. She was aching, but that was only because she had to make sure that she wasn't going to be followed. She had deactivated her arm. Her face an leg didn't have a tracker, but her arm did. So she ran, all Astrid did was run. She had to keep running. No matter what, she had to run. 'Just run, keeping running.' Astrid's bionic arm was slamming against her hip. She could feel the bruise starting to form. Time was ticking in-front of her . . . 30ks . . . 40ks . . . 50ks . . . 60ks . . . 65ks . . . 66ks . . . Not even a K. She was breaking. This shouldn't be happening. She's going is strong. She is unbreakable! Astrid Hart is breaking, and that meant that she was becoming Esther
Chapter Two: Why Does No One Listen To Me?Astrid's POV
Chapter Two: Why Does No One Listen To Me?
"Wake up Astrid." Jordan said, planting a customary wake up kiss on her lips.
"Um, Jor? Have you ever looked back onto what you once where?"
"What-do you mean, Acid?" Jordan said crossing his legs and placing his fiancée head on his knees. He lightly twirled a lock of chocolate brown hair in his soft, careful finger. Astrid rolled her white eyes and said, "I mean, do you ever think about Ben Smith? I mean, I think about Esther Ship lots, but thats about the scientists . . ." She drifted off with her speech.
"Astrid, why would I think about a life when I don't have you?" He said, leaning down and carefully placing his lips against hers. Her hand slammed into his chest and pushed his lips away from hers.
"Jordan, I'm leaving." Astrid said, getting up and pushing Jordan from her room. Pushing the doo
Chapter One: That Bloody Mess AKA My LifeAstrid's POV
Chapter One: That Bloody Mess AKA My Life.
Esther's life is and always has been tough. Her mother died on her seventh birthday. Abused since she was eight, her twin sisters death at eight and a half. Her almost death the same day. Her father's death the same too. The Thames Exposition at fourteen, killing her foster parents but not her. Fourteen and a quarter taken in my some scientists as a Lab Rat. Month later escaped. New foster parents at fourteen and a half, kidnapping a week later. Held hostage for a week, exposition a day later. Esther Ships death. Astrid Hart was born. Life Sucks. Full stop. Nada. Zip. Well for Astrid Hart life sucks. Life gets boring when you do the same thing everyday. Jordan, Astrid and Belle wake up each day, get ready, fight bad guys, and then go to bed. Wake up in the morning, get ready... Astrid's life has become a meaningless blur. Astrid wants out, and when she wants something, she gets it . . .
White FrostNobody's POV
...Esther Ship...Astrid Hart...Esther Ship...Astrid Hart...
What happens when your life falls apart? Unit Red happens. Astrid Hart's life fell apart and thats why she is here. But Astrid isn't happy, she's not like Jordan or Belle. Jordan was found by Angel, and brought in as there first recruit. Belle was second, and is Kate's daughter. Astrid was one of Jordan's missions. She was kidnapped, and taken hostage. But then Unit Red's way out getting her out was to blow up the whole building. Her right eye and area of her face was lost, along with her arm from the elbow down and her left leg from the knee down. Yes, Astrid is different, and should we be happy about that? Ya. We should, Astrid Hart is different. So guess what? People want her dead.
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