OMG! Sequel! Please R&R if it sucks it won't continue….also please read From Abysus first.
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Chapter 1
It was so dark and hard to breathe. Emily ran from something she could not see but feared. What was it? She felt like she was falling. Something wrapped around her body like dark sticky fabric pulling her back. She screamed but no sound came out. Rex…Rex was there and 6 and Holiday. Why couldn't she breathe! It was crushing pressure. She was going to drown in the inky blackness.
Emily sat up with a start from bed. Cold wet sweat dripping down her face. What was that? Another horrible dream? Ever since she had been rescued from Van Kleiss's palace a week ago, Emily had been having dreams. They weren't always bad, though most of the time they were. She saw monstrous EVOs and things she didn't understand but there was one thing she knew for sure.
These could not be her dreams. They couldn't be! She had never been that imaginative.
Sighing, she pushed the covers off and headed to the bathroom for a cool drink of water. Ever since her return to Providence, things had been different. White had immediately moved her to her own room. On the one hand it was a lot bigger than the storage closet next to Rex's room they had her sleeping in. Plus it had its own closet, TV, bean bag chairs, desk and best of all, her own private bathroom. No more Bobo fur in the drain. On the negative side she was pretty far from Rex and 6 now. Rex had been in the East Wing, 6 in the Northeast wing and she had been moved to the West wing. At least Dr. Holiday was a bit closer being in the Southwest wing.
Turning on the tap, Emily sighed. She couldn't keep going on like this without sleep. Agent 6 kept her working, learning and training like Rex, though her training was less intense, by comparison anyway.
She would have to tell doctor Holiday about this.
And…about the other thing too.
(Early the next morning)
6 walked along at his normal pace, not showing a single sign to the personal in the halls, how agitated he really was. He had just come from White's office. White wanted more…progress with Emily. 6 had been taking it as easy on her, as he could get away with. She was/ is a princess for God's sake. One look at her body showed it was trained for ruling not fighting. She was slender but…soft, weak. 6 sighed, and now that her room was half way across the campus that just made his day longer in general. He didn't see Holiday's point, about her needing a bigger room and more space for girl things. 6 thought she was fine right where she had been. It was a lot easier on her…trainer/guardian, if both of his wards were in the same place.
Forgetting to knock, or at least pretending too, 6 entered the code for her room door. It had been a small demand of 6's when Emily switched rooms, that her door have a locking keypad. He was being over protective but…if she had screamed before, at night. If something had been….wrong, he would have heard her but…he doubted he would hear her cries for help, all the way over here. He knew the code, Holiday knew, Rex knew and of course Emily knew. Bobo had been kept out of the loop on this. "For the right bribe that monkey would sell ever Providence secret he knows." 6 thought. Bad enough 6 had seen some of the "red shirts" just out of basic looking at her….like that. He was grateful she never noticed, and that one glare from him would send them running, like cockroaches in light. As the door opened with a mechanic whoosh, 6's shaded eyes glanced over the room finally setting on Emily sitting at her small desk, head resting upon it. At the noise of the door she stirred and lifted her head looking at him.
"Morning 6." She said softly.
She looked terrible, 6 noted. Her clothes wrinkled, her hair tangled.
"Time for training." 6 said emotionless as he motioned for her to come.
She stood, and faltered, bringing 6 to her side. Immediately, concerned he had overworked her in the past few days, a fear only added to when she next spoke.
"6? I need to see Holiday."
(Holiday's private lab)
Doctor Holiday tapped her foot impatiently. It should not be taking 6 this long to bring Emily down. She knew it! She just knew 6 and White had been pushing her too much, too hard and way too soon. Wanting to learn every facet of her powers, really it was a natural talent according to Emily. One that all females of the ruling class in ARIA had. The power to talk to machines and have them listen. Rex could do that to a point. Interfacing, but from what Emily described her abilities were more like a conversation.
Holiday looked at the door again, then the clock. She didn't want to admit it but so far Emily was not showing any signs of being homesick, and mentally that worried doctor Holiday. It was a tragic loss, unless Van Kleiss ever wanted to share his technology or volunteered to send her home on his own she was stuck here. Holiday honestly was worried Emily didn't understand or comprehend that fact. There are 5 stages of loss and after being with them for a week, she wasn't even in stage one.
The door opened and Holiday immediately turned on her heels. Blocking the door was 6, carrying Emily bridal style over the threshold.
"6 what happened?" Holiday asked, hurrying over.
"She passed out in the hall." 6 said, putting Emily on the medical cot. She stirred and her eyes fluttered open.
"Where…am I?" She asked trying to sit up. Holiday put her hands on Emily's shoulders and forced her to lie back down.
"Your safe, you're in my lab. You passed out on the way here." Holiday explained, shining a light into Emily's eyes. Emily nodded seeming to remember. Holiday began to take her vitals.
"Emily your heart rate is really erratic." 6 raised an eyebrow as Dr. Holiday continued. "Have you been sleeping well?"
She shook her head. "No, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. I…I've been having nightmares, really violent and scary one. The worst part is, I see things I don't understand. Not like monsters from TV or anything but…I don't know it's hard to explain." Emily was gushing now, relieved to be talking to someone about this. "Like last night I had a horrible dream about this black substance all over me, and it was crushing me and I couldn't breathe. It was so dark too. I saw you and Rex and you, 6, in my dream. Then I woke up shaking."
Holiday looked at agent 6, he looked back. That sounded so much like that time in Abysus before Emily arrived, when Van Kleiss was brought back to life. But how would she….? And why did Holiday suddenly look so pale? 6 wondered.
Holiday sighed, "Emily, that was my dream last night."
They looked at her, waiting for it to sink in. They reaction they got was unexpected.
"Thank goodness! Thought I was going crazy." Emily smiled in spite of her tiredness.
"But…how is that possible?" Holiday asked "Is this normal for you? Your people?"
"No but…it might be because of the other thing I wanted to talk to you about." Emily glanced at her, then to 6 and back. Holiday thought to send 6 out but, there were no secrets from the sixth deadliest man in the world.
"What other thing?" She asked curios of the answer.
Emily hesitated, eyes darting around the room, looking for something to focus on.
"I…I know when you, 6 or Rex are coming close to wherever I am. I…I…can hear your nanites." Emily blurted the last part out and looked at the floor.
She didn't want to see the look on their faces.
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