"Where is James? I want to talk to James Taylor." Sandra argued with an intern in blue scrubs. "You get me Taylor or so help me-."
"Don't threaten my staff, Sandra. What do we have here Kyle?"
"Jane Doe, won't speak. She has a severe cut down her right side." The intern standing in front of Sandra spoke as he read from his notepad. "She started freaking out so-"
"They sedated her! That poor girl is there scared shitless, and they are forcing her to sleep!" Sandra yelled. "Your incompetent staff won't let me in there."
"Do you know who she is?" James laughed when Sandra shook her head 'no'. "Okay then, it's three in the morning. We'll reevaluate this when the sun is up."
"But-."
"Dr. Taylor! Come look!" A nurse yelled from the nurses station. He looked behind the counter where the nurse had her lap top on some news channel. The building on the screen was engulfed in flames, firefighters and government vehicles with flashing lights, surrounded the building. "It's that water and light facility just outside of town."
"Dr., where are you going?" Kyle yelled as the James ran down the hall. "Dr., the girl-" A loud scream came from the room where she was as the lights flickered and shut off.
"Sandra.." James turned slowly, using his flashlight to see where she was. "Where did you find the girl?" The backup generator kicked on, the lights coming back to life.
"She was in the hot tub, probably trying to get warm." Sandra followed him into the room where two doctors were climbing back to their feet, horrified looks on their faces. A third doctor held the IV drip, having just injected her with more sleeping meds. "Why? What is it?" He froze at the foot of the bed, his eyes locked on the girl in the bed. She looked pale, like she hadn't seen sun in years. Her blonde hair was shaved, making her look young. "What is it, James?"
"Everyone out now. The whole floor needs to be evacuated. "James ran his hand through his hair. "NOW! Don't just stand there, move people."
"Dr. Taylor, we have other patients right now and she still needs medical attention." Kyle mumbled, hesitant to question his boss. James moved around the bed to the girls left side, turning her arm to see the tattoo.
"My God…" He breathed, feeling as though he'd pass out.
"What's wrong?" Kyle asked.
"Nothing, just..just get everyone out of this room-"
"You know her?" Sandra crossed her arms. "Who is she, James?"
"If you don't get out of this room now I will be forced to place you under arrest, now get the hell out of here!" Taken aback by James' sudden hostility they all quickly left leaving him alone with the girl. He pulled a chair up to the bed. He took the girls hand, seeing all the scars from being poked by needles. "I am so sorry, Ally." He closed his eyes. "Wherever you are, I am so sorry."
"How old is she?" Rose mumbled, watching James close is eyes. His brow wrinkled, focusing on the girl in the room. The two way glass that separated the room from the operation room seemed thin, like it wasn't enough to protect them if the girl woke up. James knew it wouldn't work, if she woke and she wanted too, she could kill. "Is everything okay" Rose, spoke bringing his attention back to the little room the stood in.
"She's smart, very smart. She's scared; I can sense that too, she's giving me limited information. Like wherever she came from she learned not to let people into her head." James sighed heavily. "I know that little tattoo on her arm is what they called her, Fourteen."
"Do you think she is fourteen?" Rose asked. She looked younger than fourteen, with her pale skin and bright pink lips. She had blonde hair that had been shaved, and the white linens around her just made her look paler. "Poor thing…Who did that to her?"
"We will find out in time." James pinched the bridge of his nose as there was a knock at the door. He nodded to Rose to open the door.
"Sir, we found more." The intern, Kyle, poked his head in out of breath. "Five to be exact, two are in critical condition on their way to the OR for their injuries. One is in getting assessed and the other two are in that room." Kyle motioned towards a room with the door closed as he handed James a tablet with the files opened on it. James nodded, turning to the door opening it.
"Hello," two girls stood quickly, the older looking one standing protectively in front of the younger girl. "My name is James, I am a doctor here at the Gifted Institute. I know you are scared, but I promise you are safe and no one will hurt you here. We are here to help you, do you understand?"
"Where are they?" The older girl spoke, catching James off guard. He hadn't been able to register a thought from the two. "The others are being taken care of, they were hurt and need our help." James paused a moment, searching their expressions which held no emotions. "There was a girl that came in yesterday, she-"
"Fourteen." James spun around as a voice behind him spoke.
"I'm sorry sir, he wouldn't sit still." A nurse stepped up next to a boy. He stood tall; his once white hospital clothes were covered in soot and blood. His brown curls framed his head in a halo of frizzyiness, his dark brown eyes staring angrily.
"Where is Fourteen?" He asked.
"She is safe-"
"Where is she?" This time he spoke through clenched teeth, his fist balling up.
"She's down the hall resting." James answered. The boy stepped to the side, pointing in the direction that James had said she was in. "I don't think it's a good idea right now, she's in a delicate state-"
The boy stepped back up to James, moving quickly he wrapped his hand around James' throat. "Take me to her, now." He spat before James smirked and the boy's knees buckled and he fell to the ground. "I will take you to her, but we are not the bad guys." James rubbed his throat where the boy had grabbed him. He stepped around the boy who still laid on the floor, and made his way down the hall the observation room. The boy followed closely behind as they entered the room.
"She's alive?" He mumbled, stepping up to the glass. James nodded to Rose, who stood and left.
"Yes." James listened as the boys heart began to beat faster. "I am gifted, I can read minds and much more. If you let me in then I will know how to help you guys and you won't have any explaining left to do." The boy shook his head 'no'.
"We have trained ourselves not to let anyone into our heads." He spoke. "Because of her. They used her for that." His eyes never left the glass, staring at her in the bed.
"She can read minds." James confirmed.
"You guys might have more in common than you think, cause she can do a lot more than that." He glanced at James. "She is dangerous."
"What can you do? Do you all have abilities?" The boy shrugged going through the door to the side of the glass, going into the room. James watched as the boy hesitantly walked up to the bed. He reached up, lightly running his hand down her cheek. James closed his eyes, trying to focus on Fourteen's thoughts. She had her mind closed off, but the heart monitor on her left slowed as she calmed down.