AN. So i'm going through the process of updating and revising the pre-existing chapters, so here is the new and improved chapter 1, and stay tuned for more, better written chapters.

The first thing Maria noticed was the stench. Never before had such a foul stench breached her senses. It smelled like a wet animal that had been rolling in its own shit. Maria was utterly confused as to where she was, a small little room filled with wooden crates. Maria would worry about what was going on later, for now she had to focus on not suffocating from the terrible odor. She couldn't even remember a time she had smelled something so bad… now that Maria thought about it though, she couldn't remember anything at all.

No that's impossible, how could she not remember anything. Maria began to panic, she desperately combed her mind for even a hint of her past, but found nothing. The more she tried to remember, the more she began to freak out. She must have spent five minutes trying to think of her past, but to no avail. She focused on slowing her breathing, panicking wasn't going to get her anywhere. For now she had to focus on getting out this room. For the first time got a good look at her surroundings. Maria came to the conclusion that she was in a small storage room somewhere. There were supply boxes all around her, all marked with the same initials. W.C.K.D.

"Wicked?" Maria said out loud inching closer to the boxes when all the sudden, the room began to move.

Maria concluded the room was moving upward, like an elevator, but wherever she was going, it was taking a long time for her to get there. The room had been traveling upward for at least half an hour before Maria gave up and lost track of time. Maria crouched in a corner of the elevator like room, and hugged her knees to her chest. She was so confused, she had no idea where she was, or where she was going. Maria felt like crying, but no tears came. All she wanted to do was cry, to weep like an infant child, but her eyes stayed dry.

"I'M STUCK IN HERE. LET ME OUT." She called to anybody who could listen. She slammed the side of the wall with her fists.

Maria shook her head, "What if I never get out of here? Does anybody know I'm here?" Out of frustration she grabbed one of the smaller boxes next to her and smashed it against the wall, releasing what looked like several pairs of pants. Pants? Why pants? Why was she locked in a room with nothing but boxes of pants around her. At least she assumed all of the other boxes were filled with pants.

"HELLO. ANYBODY?" She yelled. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" She shouted. She tried banging on the walls of the metal box, making as much noise as possible.

"WHERE AM I, LET ME OUT!" Maria continued. She stomped on the floor, and continued throwing around boxes, partially to make noise, and partially to get out her anger. Being trapped in a box has a tendency to make one very tense.

Most of the boxes were filled with clothes, one had shirts, another had socks, and a third was full of shoes, oddly all male Maria thought. The final box she smashed open was not filled with clothes, rather it contained five hammers, like the ones used for hammering nails. Maria pick one up and shook it a few time, it wasn't to heavy, maybe she could use it as a weapon, or use it to hammer her way out of the box.

Maria tried futility to hammer the side of the box, but it didn't even make a dent. Her efforts were worthless, the box was indestructible, and on top of that, it still smelled like a sewage dump. If she didn't get out of the box in the next five minutes, she'd either go insane, or actually pass out from the stench.

"LET MEEEEE OUUTTTTTTT!" She screeched, furiously banging the hammer against the wall.

"I SAID LET ME OUT." Once more.

"LET ME Out." Again.

"Let. Me. Out." Her voice dying out.

"let...me...out." She said barely above a whisper. Her shoulders slumped. Out of sheer anger she brought her leg back to kick the small box in her way.

Suddenly Maria heard a whimpering noise coming from inside the box. "A person?" Maria thought" HELLO SOMEBODY" she called out, but no one answered. Instead she heard the last thing she expected to hear.

"Woof."

"What the hell?" Maria could have sworn that sounded exactly like a dog, but wouldn't she have noticed if she had been sharing quarters with a dog for half an hour? There wasn't a dog in here with her, there couldn't be. Yet once more she heard the same unbelievable sound.

"Woof. Woof."

"I'VE GONE INSANE." Maria shouted aloud. "I'VE GONE FUCKING MENTAL." She groaned and cocked her leg to kick the loan box in front of her, but thankfully she took a second to examine the crate first. The crate was different, it was the only one of the lot that was covered in holes, air holes.

"WOOF." Maria almost dropped the hammer in her hand, the sound came from the box in front of her. Something was alive in that box!

Maria wasted no time in carefully prying the box open with the opposite end of the hammer. It sprang open to reveal a tiny Jack Russel Terrier, with big warm brown eyes looking up at her sadly. The poor thing was scared to death. She gingerly picked the dog up, he didn't resist at all. Picking the dog up however, she did realize that an accident he had in his box was the cause of the terrible odor.

"Hey there boy" Maria sighed, She was about to talk to a dog, wasn't she. Oh well, at least it wouldn't be the craziest situation she had been in today.

"Do you know where we are?" The dog just cocked his head to the side.

"Yeah me neither" Maria said while yawning. She put Sink down and leaned against the wall, sliding to the floor. Panicking in an elevator sure was tiring, she thought. The dog approached Maria and put his head on her lap. At least he was friendly. She spent a moment wondering whether she should try to yell for help once more, but she knew it was useless. She may as well just sit with the dog on the elevator that was probably bringing her to her inevitable doom. Having the smelly dog so close to her meant that breathing through her nose was not an option. Stinky was the only word to describe this dog. Maria smiled from the idea she just got.

"I think I oughtta call you Stink," she said while petting the dog.

The dog chuffed contently, he began to lick her hand.

"I'll take that as a yes"

The peaceful moment was interrupted by the elevator screeching to a halt, and a white hot light invading Maria's vision.

"EY EVERYBODY, COME CHECK OUT THE NEW GREEN BEAN!"

"Who's the poor shuck this month?

"I bet he'll be a slopper"

"The dumb shanks probably kluncked his pants by now"

Shuck? Slopper? What were these words, Maria was more confused than she was 30 minutes ago. Where was she and why were people talking like this, she may have had no memory, but she could tell that those words weren't proper English.

"OK EVERYBODY SHUT THE HELL UP" a powerful voice shouted from above. About 40 boys were standing over Maria, all in their teens. All of their faces smeared with varying degrees of filth.

Maria still hadn't come out of her corner, she sat up against the wall, clutching onto her new friend Stink with one arm, and grasping the hammer in the other hand.

"Alright Newt go down there and get the dumb shank. Greenie seems to scared to introduce himself." Said the dark skinned boy with the commanding voice. The next thing Maria knew, a boy about her age jumped into the box. He landed with a thud.

"Smells like klunk down here" Said the boy. The boy, Newt she figured, was tall, with a skinny frame although he seemed to be fairly muscular. On his head was a crop of tussled dirty blonde hair, and his features though unusual, were definitely not unattractive.

"Alright Greenie you can show yourself, I'm not gonna hurt ya" Newt said, inching closer to Maria's corner, yet to notice that she was female. Maria decided to swallow her fear, and show herself. She put down Stink, and stood up, raising the hammer.

"Let. me. out" She growled to the strange boy in front of her, emerging from her hiding place.

Newt's jaw dropped open "bloody hell you're a girl!" Newt gasped. "EY ALBY IT'S A GIRL, THEY SENT UP A BLOODY GIRL" he shouted to the others.

Silence overcame the crowd above, their faces full of disbelief.

"You're full of shit Newt."

"He's kidding guys."

"No he isn't! Look at her hair!"

"I call dibs."

"EVERYBODY BE QUIET" shouted the strong voice again. This guy had to be the leader, Maria assumed.

"What are you waiting for Newt, Bring her up" The leader spoke.