A/N: Yeah, I have to excuse to why this took so long- I just got really, really lazy ^^" BUT, maybe i'll be a bit more... say inspired if you guys review more =D Not that I'm almost too happy about the amazing response that I've gotten to this story, but why not push the records? I would be very happy if you all reviewed and/or subscribed and favorited! Have I mentioned how much I love all of you amazingly awesome people?

I laughed and smiled at all of you guys's reviews, because I am a very happy person who likes to write very depressing stories HAHA! THANKYOU to all of you who reviewed! Reviews are like drugs to an author, once we get some, we need just a bit more ;D

I had a bloody fun time attempting to make it through this chapter, but things are just starting to get hard. For starters, I can't remember half of the script or anything, so that might just become a problem in the future world... Another thing is that I don't have a Beta, so I'm editing these chapters on my own, so if you see a mistake or something that doesn't make sense, just mention it in your review so I can hopefully fix it =)

Also, I've been watching/reading up on some really great relationships of the Fiction world (I admit it, I've been watching Power Rangers with my brother, but don't you go hatin on me!), so...

Without further ranting, I give you the next chapter in the story ^^

Ch. 3

Life

They could hear them just inside the building. The first thing they had witnessed as they neared the building and looked through the small window that led into the basement, was some psychotic doctor just starting to cut the girl they had been searching for. Charles had seen the light in his eyes as he ran the sharp tip of the blade over Sarah's skin, he was almost enjoying it. Both of the men had watched in disgust only for a few seconds, before they bolted into the building.

The sun was high in the sky now, watching over the world below. Dark clouds to the south signaled a coming storm later on. A wind blew from the west, pushing the clouds slightly to the east as they traveled north.

The building was rundown and old, just like everything else in the town. Small holes allowed a breeze through the halls, and the cracked roof leaked water every once and a while from the rain. It was obvious that this place was dying, just like many other small towns around the world as the larger cities beat them down.

Erik led the way as they ran down the many halls to find the staircase behind a wooden door. Quieting their breathing, they slowly began to walk down the creaking staircase towards the basement. From their position in the middle of the case, they could hear voices echoing off of the walls.

Erik looked at Charles, asking how many men there were with his thoughts. Charles brought up his hand to his head and paused for a moment, before turning back to Erik.

"Five guards standing outside of the room, one in the room, and the Doctor." Charles sent his thoughts to Erik's head, and the man nodded.

They both continued down the stairs to see a large room that was connected to two hallways with many rooms. Two guards were standing in the main room, wielding guns. Another guard was walking down a hallway to the left, keeping watch, while the two other guards were standing by a metal door at the end of the hall. From what the two men could tell, there were no mutants.

Erik stepped down before Charles, making sure to keep in the shadows so the guards wouldn't find him. The men didn't seem to notice him, so he raised his hand slightly, something glowing slightly in his eyes... an unknown emotion. His face became distorted and his body tensed as he struggled to use his powers. The pipes running along the ceiling creaked and moaned under the pressure, moving slightly at the mutant's concentration. Finally, pipes broke free of their restraints.

The two guards barely had time to react before the pipes hit them in their heads, knocking them to the side, not quite unconscious yet. Charles took the change to run across the main room, where the archway to the hallway the other guard was at, and press himself against the wall. As Erik finished the two guards he had hit with the pipes, Charles waited as the guard walking down the hall increased his speed to make sure everything was alright in the main room.

Erik wrapped the two men together in a pipe, the metal making a groaning sound as it stretched and bended. Charles placed two of his finger on his right temple, like he always did, and stood silently as the guard neared the main room. The guard's head was only slightly visible in the doorway from where Charles was standing, before he spotted Erik.

His mouth opened to cry for backup, but Charles stepped out of the corner and his emerald eyes connected with the guard's brown ones.

"Walk over to the other two guard, fall asleep, and forget ever seeing us here." Charles commanded the guard with his mind.

The man nodded blankly, walking over to the other two, unconscious guards and sitting down. Within moments, he was asleep. Charles and Erik exchanged a look before continuing on and down the hall. This time, the guards saw them first and drew their guns. Erik repeated what he had done with the pipes on the ceiling, pinning the two men against the wall with grunts.

Charles made his way over to the two struggling men and pressing his two fingers to his head again.

"Forget we were ever here and fall asleep."

The two guards instantly fell asleep with no objection.

Charles and Erik made their way over to the metal door and Erik grabbed the handle. Twisting it up and down, the door wouldn't open.

"It's locked." Erik said with slight annoyance.

"You can open it." Charles responded.

Her body was completely submerged in blood and pain. There was almost no escape, until she began to feel the effects of the sedative wearing off. Her breathing slowed as she realized how she could escape this nightmare. The Doctor turned away to grab something off of the table, and things seemed to go in slow motion from there.

"Break your thumbs." The voice in the back of her head said, emerging from the dark corners of her mind once more, "You have to break your thumbs."

'I... I can't!' Sarah thought, afraid.

"Don't worry, they'll heal! Break your thumbs, NOW!"

Out of pure panic, Sarah took a deep breath and pulled her right arm up, shoving her thumb just inside the restraint. With one quick flick of her wrist to the right, there was a small, painful snap.

Sarah sucked in a breath to keep herself from crying out in pain, tears springing into her blue orbs.

With both the Doctor and the guard standing on her left side, she slowly pulled out her wrist, wincing at the sharp pain. Her arm hung slightly off of the table for a few seconds as she looked over at the guard. There was a loud bang on the metal door, and while the guard was distracted, Sarah took the chance to swing her arm over her body and untie the restraint on her other arm.

She closed her eyes slightly at the pain, before bringing up her non broken hand and unstrapping the restraint around her shoulders. The Doctor turned around when the guard began walking towards the metal door, and his eyes narrowed as he spotted Sarah sitting up, attempting to unstrap her feet.

The Doctor began to walk towards the escaping girl, but Sarah reached behind her and grabbed the lamp, pulling it onto her lap and roughly hitting the Doctor's head with the heavy object. The man fell back, grasping the side of his face in pain.

Sarah bent forward and unstrapped her right leg, pulling it off of the table before her hand went to her left leg. The Doctor angrily recovered, wrapping his crude arms around the girl's shoulders as her legs hung off of the table. Sarah struggled, swinging side to side to unlatch his arms.

The guard soon saw Sarah and the Doctor, and began running over to help, the the metal door was thrown back, hitting him full on the head. The guard stumbled back, a massive pain erupting in his head. It took him a few moments to regain his bearings before he realized that two men were walking into the room.

Sarah pushed her body off of the table swiftly, causing the Doctor's waist to collide with the table. His arms loosened and Sarah slammed the back of her head into his. When the Doctor leg go of her, Sarah reached over and grabbed the Doctor's bag full of tools with her left hand and swung it around to hit him in the face again.

The guard pulled out his gun and let off a few rounds aimed towards the two men, but the bullets stopped in thin air, just floating there. He paused for a moment, realizing that these men were mutants.

Charles looked over to see the Doctor reaching behind him and grabbing a knife. He pressed two of his fingers against his temple, but his focus was broke when the guard shot at him. Erik quickly used his powers to send the bullet flying in the opposite direction. The guard pulled out his phone as he shot at the two men, pressing a single button. In just a moment, Erik used his powers to send the guard's gun and phone flying towards the wall.

"Kill her!" The guard screamed at the Doctor.

Sarah threw the bag of tools to the ground and her eyes quickly scanned the contents of the bag, looking for any weapon that she might be able to use. Seeing nothing, she cursed and looked up to meet the eyes of the Doctor again. If she could just get her hand to come into contact with part of his bare flesh...

Spotting an opening, Sarah pushed the table into the Doctor's side, sending him doubling over. She leaned over the table to grab the Doctor's bare neck, but he pushed the table back into her, throwing her off balance. The Doctor took his chance and threw the knife he was holding at Sarah.

The blade hung in midair as Erik used his powers to keep it from piercing the girl's shoulder. He turned the blade, pointing the sharp edge towards the panicking Doctor. Something powerful flashed behind his eyes; an angry light that was fed by killing those who he believed truly deserved it.

'This man has hurt this woman.' Eric thought to himself, 'Possibly more... he deserves to die... he deserves to suffer.'

'Eric!' Charles's voice guided his mind back to sanity, 'There are more guards coming down the stairs.'

Turning his head, Erik could spot three more guards rushing down the stairs with their guns at the ready. He knew that he could only concentrate on one thing at a time- the guards or the Doctor. The manipulator's eyes connected with Charles's, and they both nodded slightly, no words needing to be spoken.

As the Doctor stopped at the point of the blade, Sarah took her chance to shove the table to the side and reach her left arm out to grab the Doctor's bare neck. Her eyes were focused on the pale skin when the Doctor reached inside of his jacket and his hand came into contact with a syringe. Sarah was faster and she grabbed the man's neck, her eyes coming into contact with his.

"Drop what's in your hand." She said in a low tone, her voice almost echoing off of the walls.

The Doctor nodded slowly, and against his will, dropped the syringe on the floor. The needle hit the ground first, with a soft clang that was followed by the rest of the syringe.

Erik turned, seeing the Sarah had taken care of herself, and let the blade drop to the ground. He walked back out into the hallway to deal with the three guards as they shot their guns at him.

Charles looked over to find the guard crawling over to his phone and gun that were resting in a corner near a leaking pipe. He quickly made his way over to the armed man, pressing two of his fingers on his temple. Charles had always preferred not killing others unless there was no other choice, and in this guard's situation, there was a choice.

"Go to sleep." Charles ordered the man.

Sarah was handling the situation well, her eyes-once filled with fear- were boiling in anger. She had the Doctor under her command now... she could tell him to kill himself if she wanted. Sarah had never killed anyone before, and she wasn't quite sure if it was in her blood to kill. The voice in the back of her head told her to do it, bouncing her emotions around like a balloon tied to a string.

"What did you do to me?" She asked angrily.

The Doctor didn't respond.

"Tell me!" Sarah shook the man slightly as she pulled her right arm to her chest.

The Doctor merely stared up at her with cold, blank eyes.

"You don't deserve to live, you cowardly excuse for a human." Sarah almost took a step back at the sound of her own voice. She wasn't quite sure where it had come from, but the light laughter in the back of her mind suddenly made her wary of the voice's powers.

"No..." Sarah whispered, feeling as though she were talking to herself, "You don't deserve to die... Death is too easy."

The girl was about to order the Doctor to turn himself into the police once she left, when a sudden shrieking noise pierced through the air. It was high pitched, a cross between a dog whistle and nails on a chalk board. Sarah flinched at the sound as it cut through the air, drilling into her brain painfully. Her grip on the Doctor loosened as she felt her strength draining from the pain in her mind.

She gasped, her left hand releasing the Doctor from his hypnosis. Sarah soon found herself sinking to her knees, clutching her head and moaning in agony. She willed herself to speak, to do something, but her body wouldn't obey her commands. It were as though the sharp ringing noise was drawing her powers away from her.

Almost as soon as the Doctor was released, he lunged for the syringe on the ground. His hands wrapped around the object and without hesitation, he plunged the needle strait into Sarah's left bicep.

"NO!" Charles turned and caused the Doctor to drop the syringe, even though it's contents had already been emptied into Sarah's body.

Eric bolted back into the cold room, having finished with the other three guards that were now pinned to the ceiling. With a quick flick of his wrist, the metal table slammed into the Doctor's side and knocked him to the ground.

The screeching noise in Sarah's head had ceased, and was now replaced by the Doctor's needle piercing through her skin. Letting out a small gasp, Sarah sat, momentarily stunned for a moment before her body began to react to the substance.

Her left hand began to tremble uncontrollably as Charles and Eric rushed over to her. Eric took the liberty of pinning the Doctor to the ground with the table while Charles crouched down to make eye contact with Sarah, who was taking in deep breaths.

"Do you know what was in the syringe?" Charles asked calmly, placing a hand on Sarah's shoulder lightly.

Not able to respond, Sarah could only shake her head. Within seconds, her eyes rolled back into her skull and she fell back, her body convulsing rapidly. Charles jumped back in shock as Sarah had a seizure on the floor before him. Eric looked over, panic and worry plastered on his face as the young woman convulsed.

"Just stay back, she's having a seizure." Charles said holding back his own panic over Sarah's soft moans of pain.

Leaning down, he could only make sure that she didn't hit anything as her body shook uncontrollably. Her whimpers of pain were the only signal that she was awake. It was almost obvious that this wasn't a natural caused seizure. Charles exchanged a worried look with his friend before he softly spoke, hoping that Sarah could hear him.

"Don't worry, we're going to help you."

A/N Blah. OH! And the prize money goes to 'itoldher'! You completely guessed where I got the title! I was looking through my ipod, wondering what title would fit this story, and my eye was caught by the AMAZING Linkin Park! =D I know that some of you other people might have thought the same thing as 'itoldher' so congrats to all of you as well HAHA!

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~*~ Charli ~*~