Chapter Two

I was in there for a day, I believe, and I still cannot breath. I look up; this is the only time I have ever looked at my self. I had blonde hair, but I already knew that because my hair was up to my hips, white skin, blue eyes and very plump lips. I thought I looked nice, pretty even. I didn't notice Ajax coming till he opened the cage. I took a huge breath and just hopping it lasted.

"So, Wanda, tell me how did it feel having no oxygen?" I just want to punch his smug face. I wanted to use my teleportation to get out of here, but the stress was not allowing me.

"Better than being nicknamed after a dish soap, Ajax," I spit on his face. He just smiled with his eyes closed and told Angel to lock me up again. Angel came up to me with a match in her mouth. I got an idea. When she got close to my face I head butted her and luckily was able to grab the match, I closed my mouth immediately, so it wouldn't look suspicious.

Angel was about to strike me when Ajax stopped her, telling her it was all right, then locked me in. Before he left he looked at me through the closed opening. "Say, what's my name?" He asked. I didn't speak. "Thought so," he left turning on the machine. Sorry Francis, but my lips are sealed.

It was getting dark, I can tell since everyone was already going to sleep, while I stay here with not enough oxygen. I waited a little more until I was certain nobody was on guard. I got the match out of my mouth and spit it to my hand. Now I just need to light it. I started flicking the match top with my nail and until it caught fire. I throw it to the space, which releases oxygen and just waited. It took a few second for the thing to actually explode.

I was thrown out and fuck did it hurt. I sat up and looked at my injury. There was a shard of glass in my thigh, I need to be brave, and I can do this. With just that thought I yanked off the glass. I wanted to scream, but I knew if I did, they would find me faster. I looked down at the wound… It was fucking healing; it didn't even form a scar. I now need to have a plan; I looked around and found a spot to hide in. I can already hear the footsteps. I turned to the sound and saw Ajax with a fire extinguisher trying to put out the fire. Now I attack.

Let me just say this, I was not taught to fight while I was in here. But I tried my best to fight, which I failed miserably. I am now impaled to the floor with a metal pipe in my chest. "Did you really think you could defeat me, Wanda? Nice try," He left without another word. It took a while before I became unconscious.

Why do my eyes feel heavy? I forcibly open my eyes and take notice of my surroundings. Everything is ash now. The pipe does not impale me anymore and my clothes are gone, I guess the fire burned them off. I got up and begin my journey to look for some clothes and find Francis.