Sorry for the long time between updates :( But anyway. Heres the new chapter.
I woke in a cage. My first thought was the Circle. I got into a defensive position, and waited for assassins to rain from the ceiling, or something ridiculous. I banged my head against the top of my cage and cage to my senses. I was in some place ruled by some guy named the One Light. This One Light guy seemed a bit nuts. I wanted to find out information, and leave. It seemed too dangerous to stay after the nonsense with the girl and the van.
I took in the area around me, there was nothing in the room besides another cage. Two cages, tile floors, no doors, and movable ceiling tiles. If I could get to the ceiling tiles, I could get out. The only problem was that the freaky purple-eyed girl took my lock picking tools, bobby pins, and anything that could aid me in escaping the cage. Maybe there was another person in the cage across from me who knew things about the One Light and stuff.
I coughed nonchalantly, trying to wake anyone who would be in the cage across from me. Shortly after, a small blonde girl popped up, and surveyed her surroundings as well. Her blonde hair was disheveled, and her face was covered in scratches and burns. Is that what the One Light people did, beat up little children?
"Hello?" I asked her sheepishly.
"Yes?" The girl asked back.
"Who are you?"
"A secret."
I chortled internally at her fake name. She probably didn't even understand what being secret was like. "I know what it's like Cammie. More than you think." I masked my emotions, she couldn't have guessed that. I had never said my name. I couldn't understand. "I can read your mind Cammie."
I giggled again. "Then what am I thinking now?" I started to think about Zach, who always knew where I was. I thought about being safe in his arms, and how I longed to be back there.
Instead of saying 'can you hear me?' like I had expected, she got it right on the nose. "Some guy named Zach. Seems like you miss him."
I blushed. "Oh." I paused. "I guess you can read my mind."
"Yeah. That about sums it up."
"How?" I blurted thoughtlessly.
"People like the people here."
"And they are?" I motioned for her to continue the sentence.
"Bad people, scary people, dangerous people, crazy people."
"What exactly do they do?"
She sighed, and continued. "Evil people that want to destroy the world so only advanced humans will survive." I thought about my friends and family, spies counted as advanced, right? "Spies?" She asked, clearly having read my thoughts.
"Top secret." I told her. "Off limits!"
She tapped her forehead, "Nothing is top secret for me. In fact, no thought is left out of my mind. (AN: This is a tribute to my other story "We all fall down" but only a bit :P) Even if I don't want to hear it, it snakes its way into my mind. Wait, spies..." She trailed off. "Galagher Academy?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"You have to warn them. They're going after your school. That means that they're going to take everyone there and do horrible things to them."
"Like what?"
She relaxed her wings from their hiding postions. They were creamy white that was a pale whisper along the white walls in the midst of the cage. She wiggled her wings a little more, and they went through the bars of the cage. They were beautiful. I gasped finally letting my emotions free and letting a few rogue tears loose.
"A-a-are there more p-people like you?" I stammered, wiping off my face and for once seeing how dirty my face was from the mud in my wiped tear.
She nodded weakly. She put her finger on her lips, "Someone's coming" She whispered.
Right after Angel hid back inside her cage and pretended to sleep, a panel slid down from the featureless wall. A man in a labcoat walked in. "So I guess this is the new one we got." He looked at the clipboard. "Perfect. This one will go great with a project I have in mind." I swore I saw a sadistic grin cross his face, "As long as this one can survive the pre-experiment testing." He motioned to an unseen figure, and a boy walked in.
The boy was tall, but not so tall that I could not see his face. His eyes were a glazed over amber color. "Put her on the cart Xavier." The boy nodded, and when his long blond hair shifted I saw a scar running along his forehead. He lifted my cage with seeming ease, keeping the same zombie-like face the whole time. "Good, now follow me to the examination area Xavier. It's good to see that you're getting with the program here. I think we've found the right place for you."
Careful. I heard in my head, it sounded like the little girl. Don't listen to anyone. They have this weird mind control thing. It's hard not to listen Cammie but you have to.
How can I truly trust you if I don't know your name? I thought back to her, somehow trying to direct my thoughts to her.
I'm Angel. She told me, and I thought I felt her presence slip away from my mind.