[ WP ] It is a sunny day , you exit your apartment . Walking your way to your work . There is no one around . Suddenly a black van gets nearby you and its door opens . Two man -which wearing black suits , black gloves and black masks- grabs you and throws you into the van .

`` What the...?!'' my head hits the floor of the fan with a bang, visions blurs, then back into focus as the two assailants loom over, hurriedly duct taping my limbs to the vehicle interior. 
 
 `` Shutup!'' the taller one barks, enforcing his instruction with a strip of tape across my mouth. 
 
 *Calm* I urge myself, got to stay relaxed, do n't provoke them. I take deep breathes through my nose, urging my heart rate lower. The two assailants back away from me, swaying slightly as the van takes a corner. I look from one to the other of them. 
 
 Wisps of smoke eddy off their bodies, filling the van with an acrid smell. The taller one is keeping his eyes on me, but the shorter one has become pre-occupied with his wrist, the join of black glove and black sleeve. The smoke seems to be thicker there. 
 
 `` AGGGHHHHH'' the short one yells, clawing at his risk `` GETITOFF'' he urges, thrusting his wrist at his compatriot who reluctantly takes his gaze off me to assist. A flick knife appears in his right hand, he starts sawing at the dark tape that links the sleeve and glove of his shorter friend. 
 
 `` STAY STILL'' he yells `` I'll slice your f**king artery if you keep pulling like that'' with a couple more cuts the glove come off and more smoke fills the van. 
 
 `` Everything ok back there'' this new voice from the front of the van, `` It's getting hard to drive up here'' 
 
 `` Everything is fine'' the tall assailant barks back, reaching down to grab a bottle of water which he starts pouring over his friend's smoking wrist `` Idiot boy here just did n't seal himself properly'' he concludes. The shorter man just whimpers, hugging his wrist close. `` The target is in the bag'' the tall man snarls, gaze firmly back on me. I ca n't hold the gaze and look away. 
 
...... 
 
 `` Who are you?'' the man, a new one, different to those in the van, paces in front of me. I try to flex my cramping leg, but it is too tightly strapped to the chair. I look about, around the other faces in the dimly lit room, none of them friendly. 
 
 `` Like I said, Mike, just Mike, I was n't doing anything wrong'' my voice almost pleads. 
 
 `` And what were you doing out there?'' the figure continues his pacing, not looking at me, head bowed. 
 
 `` Just on my way to work. You've got the wrong guy, please, just let me go and I wo n't say anything'' 
 
 `` What is work?'' 
 
 `` The Palisades mall, you know it?'' I try to find common ground, but he does n't respond. `` The Best Buy there, electricals, I'm in the TV section. You know, 4k, 21:9, just normal stuff. Please, you've got the wrong guy'' 
 
 `` Enough'' another new voice, this time female. Along one side of the room, the ranks of observers separated to let her stride through. Unlike the pacing man, she did look at me, with a look of, perhaps pity, maybe also hope. 
 
 `` You are a ground walker, like the prophesy said'' she sounded almost in awe 
 
 `` The prophesy is legend'' the pacing man had finally stopped, turning to glare at the woman. 
 
 `` The prophesy sits in front of us'' she held his gaze firmly, tension built. 
 
 `` I do n't understand'' I almost whimpered in confusion. 
 
 `` You do n't need to'' the woman remained fixed on the other man, but spoke to me in an almost friendly voice `` Your journey has been a difficult one, but you are home now'' 
 
 `` Home?'' 
 
 `` The invasion began 37 years ago, the alien force seeded our atmosphere with a weapon of unimaginable destruction, it made our own sun's light toxic to humankind. Those outside perished instantly, those inside starved to death. All apart from a handful of us, a handful left to scratch together an existence amongst the ruins.'' 
 
 `` We do n't even know if it was alien'' the previously pacing man almost spat in anger. You make up a back-story to try and give your followers false hope. To curry their favour an exert your own power. 
 
 `` But today we witness the ascendence of the chosen one'' she pointed towards me. The room fell silent. 
 
 `` Sort of'' I say, head tilting to one side 
 
 The woman frowns at me `` What?'' 
 
 `` I was chosen, and I am ascending'' I reply `` And also...'' I look towards the pacing man ``... it was alien'' I smile. 
 
 `` I do n't....'' the woman falls back as I stand up, shackles melting away from my limbs 
 
 `` You few survivors have been awfully hard to track down'' I step forward, fires starting where my feet fall. 
 
 
 

