Critique-my-Fic

This thing that was holding me... It felt  safe. Nice and safe. My mind and eyes snapped opened to see Blue's supporting arms around me. I glanced around, Edge was gone. My attention went back to Blue then I noticed something, he was bleeding. Pain struck all over my body and I winced. Blue's arms tensed and became more protecting. He scooped me up and walked towards the door. He stopped at it and looked down at me with worried eyes. "Blue..." I whispered but he shook his head. "Shh... I don't care what you say, I'm taking you to get healed, I can't stand seeing you in pain..." He trailed off and opened the door. My head pounded and I sudde

Waking up. It's not fun. The sun shone too brightly for a place like this. My back ached from sleeping on the couch. I reluctantly got up from the couch and took a carton of orange juice and a yogurt from the fridge and a glass from the cupboard. Eating the yogurt, I kept looking down at the tracking device. "That's it. You're coming off. Now." I dashed into my room and rooted under my bed for a gun. I aimed the heavy piece of metal at my ankle.  Bang.  Little electrical discharges emerged from the device, not too long after it, it crumbled off. I rubbed my ankle and smiled. Right, first order of buisness, time to kill someone. I laced up m