Otay guys. So here is Chapter two. Tell me what you think. Review if you want me to continue with this story.
I will apologies in advance because I am a pretty slow updater. I have like 5 stories going right now. I kind of bit off more than I could chew. So be patient.
Disclaimer: I do not own I Am Number Four.
Lastly there is some serious stuff in this chapter so just don't read if you have certain issues with stuff. K?
Chapter 2
John/Four's POV
The plane ride to London was torture . I wasn't aloud to go to the states because I was a fugitive. So apparently they didn't want me to get arrested. I couldn't believe that I couldn't go, I needed to be there but I knew she would be okay with Six, Sam, Five, and his cepean. I was beat physically and mentally. All I could think of was Sarah, Sarah, Sarah like usual, but I couldn't help of thinking about that video and what was happening to Sarah right now. My Sarah was getting hurt because of me and I wasn't there to save her.
Now I lay in a hotel in some small town outside London waiting. Just waiting because I have nothing else to do. If everything goes well they should be back in a week at most with Sarah and her new identity I made back in Paradise, just in case. The idea of her not being here with me anymore (on this planet) scared the day lights out of me. I knew I would still fight, but for what? Henri, my parents, grandparents, family and all the other Loriens that died I guess but my core reason was for Sarah. So we could be together and not worry about being hunted or killed. I was trying to make her world safe and I failed her. The last words six told me were "John, its not your fault bad things happen to good people. Keep that in mind and oh, don't do anything stupid." She said as they all got back in the car to head for the airport. She was right, but I still found some way to blame myself.
Sarah's POV
I woke this a splash of ice cold water dumped on top of me. Now not only was I hurt, in pain, physically paralyzed (in a sense), tired physically and mentally, but I was also wet, cold and uncomfortable in my own clothes. My eyes flew open right as the water landed on my limp body.
"Wake up Princess." A random mogadorian said. "We're going to get started in a few, not that you have a choice." He finished. I mentally groaned I didn't want to go through what I had yesterday again it was enough that I had gaping holes through me, now I would just have more. Ten minutes passed in silence between my and the mog, not that I wanted to talk to my tortures.
"We are going to try a different method today, see how it goes." The mog that I recognized as the leader stated. That's when to mogs picked me up and brought me over to a table I had not realized was there. There was some sort of contraption over the top of the table that I did not recognize. They both set me down and strapped me tight with the leather straps and positions the contraption right over my forehead. A cone was extended from the machine and was right above my forehead. I must have looked confused because the leader then spoke again.
"It's Chinese water torture, love." He said.
I've heard of that kind of torture. I heard it makes people go crazy. I don't know why, but I didn't want to find out. But I had a feeling that wasn't going to go my way and I would find out first hand. Right after he finished he commanded one of the mogs to flip the switch, which would no doubt ably turn on the torture machine. And just as I suspected the machine started and the first drop of water landed onto my forehead. The water was cold, ice cold just like the rest of my body. Twenty minutes passed and the water came randomly. At first it was just kind of annoying, but now I was kind of crazed. Not knowing when the water would hit, not knowing when that chilling feeling would go up my spine as the cold water rushed to my forehead an down the side of my face. I could feel myself slowly going insane. My teeth started chattering, my back was arched up toward the ceiling. I didn't know how long this would last. I couldn't stand it. I didn't understand how something so simply and harmless could effect a person in such a way but I didn't like it one bit.
Two more hours passed and I was even more crazed than before. I knew that at this point I was very close to insanity and I didn't like it. I just couldn't control it. I started screaming and straining myself against the leather straps that dug into my skin. The mogs would just sit back and watch laugh occasionally and then sit there with bemused faces enjoying my insanity. That's when the leader got up turned of the machine and raised what ever I was laying on into a sitting position. He aggressively unlatched my right arm and tightened the rest of the straps. He had a dagger in hand and placed it in my awaiting hand.
"Still not talking?" He asked and I didn't answer. " Guess so. So lets continue. The knife, take the knife and stab yourself in the leg repeatedly." He smiled and walked back to his front row seat. As he did I raised my arm getting ready to strike my own leg. My hand was shaking violently over my leg as I was coming to terms with stabbing myself.
"Hurry up!" Some of the mogs yelled as they started to get angry. I raised my arm a little higher, positioned my hand over my thigh and closed my eyes. I brought the knife down with as much force as I could gather. As the knife broke my skin sharp pains shot through my entire body and I screamed, tensed and tried to break through the straps with held me very much to the table. My whole body shook violently. I was insane. That was my conclusion, between the Chinese water torture and the stabbing added with yesterdays fun I was sure to go insane by tomorrow.
"Very nice princess." The leader said as I opened my eyes to inspect the damages I had brought upon myself. The knife was stuck in my leg blood spilling out everywhere. From what I can remember from years of watching medical shows there was an artery in the leg a big one that I could die if it was punctured. I was just hoping to live through today and not bleed out. That's when the leader walked over and grabbed the hilt of the knife. Another burst of pain shot through me and the bloodied knife was now out of my leg and clattered to the floor. "You should be out in a few, don't worry princess our fun isn't over yet."
That's when I my vision started to blur. Then a screams and gun shots filled the room/cave and I fell even deeper into unconsciousness.
I woke up with arms wrapped around my and someone holding my hand. I was no longer confined by the piercing leather straps and was now free. There were no more screams or gun shots, just the silent breathing and quiet talking of what seemed to be four individuals. That's when I knew that I was safe.
So what did you think? LOVE IT? HATE IT? JUST OKAY? Review please. The next chapter should be up soon like my the end of this weekend because well I am not doing anything what so ever and I like writing this story its fun.
With love,
Katy7998
