Chapter 2-
Meanwhile, Nina woke up to see familiar gray walls and was greeted by a nearly stark silence that had once been frightening, but was now to be expected.
How long has it been since she had been abducted from her home? Months, probably. She lost count of the days, not that there was much going on anyways. Only a few important events had happened, and the first of those was the most emotionally draining.
The day she woke up following the first, and so far only, meeting with the strange man in the strange office, she found herself in another weird room with an elderly lady who gave her some paper and a pen.
"You are going to write your boyfriend a letter," the lady told her. "to explain your absence from that little boarding school of yours this year."
"What if I just tell him I was kidnapped?" Nina asked, once again feeling rebellious. But she was more cautious that time; she kept one eye on the door behind her and made sure to remain seated as well as tried her best to remain relatively calm.
"Our boss is going to read everything you write and if he sees any sort of message, hidden or otherwise, that tells anyone of your situation, you will rewrite it. You will write it until you get it correct." She replied, in a tone of voice that told Nina that she had as much emotional investment in this process as one would have when buying a new carton of eggs. For this strange organization, things like this must have been completely routine. "Oh, and one last thing, Chosen One. Tell your Osirian he's no longer needed. We don't want any pesky protectors getting in the way of our mission, do we?"
Nina wished she had put up a fight or came up with something clever and sneaky to get into the letter. That didn't happen, despite her numerous attempts. In the end, she was forced to lie to Fabian, and break up with him right there in the letter. She also had to claim the Osirian wasn't meant to be with the Chosen One, despite the clear logic failure in that statement. Either way, that version of the letter was the one that made it through.
A little while later was the only day she had been allowed out of the building since she had arrived there. She had been drugged again and woke up in a car on the way to the airport, where she had been forced to say goodbye to Eddie as if she had been the one talking to him on email for days. Nina also gave up her locket. She knew that if she kept it any longer, her captors would find a way to use it against her. It was another painful task...not that she had time to feel bad about it, as she was knocked out right after Eddie had boarded the plane to England, and she was taken back to her cell. All she remembered from that day was being in public for the first time in a while...and giving up the last thing that she had to an Osirian who was no longer able to protect her.
Most of the other days were a blur, as life had become monotonous and lonely. She woke up, ate the blissfully small portions of the awful food she was given -if she didn't eat it, she was just force-fed instead, something she learned pretty early on- and spent much of her time in her cell. Everything moved at a strange pace; the days were slow, but when she lost track of the clock, it was hard not to feel like the calendar itself was passing by rapidly. Every few days- once a week, possibly, though she could never be sure of that- she went to see some people who checked her health. Physical, mainly. Nobody seemed to concerned with her mental state, but why would they? She wasn't a person to them. She was merely the Chosen One.
Nobody had yet told her of why she was here or what she was meant to do. Once in a while she'd hear whispers down the hall and catch a bit of a conversation, but in the next minute the voices would fade and she'd be alone in the silence again, with only her thoughts to keep her company again. A few times Nina did her some interesting tidbits, however. Mentions of Egypt kept popping up, and she heard the name "Khair" at some point. She wasn't sure who it was referring to, but she decided to attach the name to the strange man she assumed was the leader of this organization. She also heard them mention Robert Frobisher-Smythe at some point, but her chance to listen in on that one conversation had been especially short, so all she could do was imagine what it could possibly have been referring to.
In an effort to keep from going crazy, she'd often just sit there and remind herself of things. It would always have to begin with "My name is Nina Martin…", or else she was afraid she'd just think her name was "Chosen One."
Today she was given watery eggs and burnt toast. It was disgusting, but she choked it down as best she could and saved her lone glass of water for later. Afterwards, Nina just paced back and forth in the tiny room, talking to herself like she did every day.
"My name is Nina Martin. I am sixteen years old. No, wait, seventeen. I am seventeen years old. I was raised by my Gran. During highschool, I went to Amun Academy in England. I stayed at Anubis House. All my best friends are there. Fabian...I loved Fabian."
She heard footsteps in the hall and stopped by the cell door, hoping to get to listen in on another conversation. But they disappeared almost immediately. Nina went back what she was doing.
"I was the leader of Sibuna. Sibuna is Anubis backwards. I had friends with me. Fabian, Amber, Patricia, and Alfie… Eddie was my Osirian. My protector…"
But he can't protect you now, A voice in her head replied. You're alone now, Chosen One.
Chosen One. She was sick of hearing those words. Sometimes she just wanted to scream, "That's not my name!" By this point, however, she knew better. She had to wonder to herself, though. Did these people even know her name? They must have, if they were watching her for her entire life. Then again, if they really did want to take the humanity part out of the occasion, maybe they did think that's all her name was.
She continued to pace.
"My name is Nina Martin…"
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