Chapter 6- Dream from the Fields of Punishment. (Grace)

While I was under, I felt the work. It didn't hurt badly, not to my notice anyway. I still heard much going on around me. I noticed after Kirstey said what they we're going to do, she never left.

I soon slipped into one of my flashbacks, due to the wound. I was sitting in a room, tools of torment hanging from the walls around me. I noticed a odd little feather hanging on the wall. I guess it was a torment if the tormenters were feeling nice. If they ever felt that.

One tormenter had his mask off. "Darn, its hot under these things." He panted. "Rws, put that mask back on and get to the torment!" A guy ordered. "Fine Raptor. Fine." The guy apparently named Rws muttered. I looked over at the second guy, apparently named Raptor, he had a knife in his hand.

I looked up at him in pure horror. "Now, will you tell us. What clan do you come from?" He yelled at me for what had to be at the thirtieth time. "No clan! Please! Believe me!" I cried. They we're gonna kill me.

"No mercy!" The dude named Rws roared, and Raptor swung the knife. It carved itself in my left side. I screamed in pain, and gasped. He pulled the knife upward, slowly. Causing more pain. When the knife came out, it was dripping in blood. My blood.

I screamed in pain again. "Please! Please believe me!" I begged in pain again. Raptor swung the knife, this time just slicing the top of my stomach. I screamed in pain, more blood seeped onto my bare skin.

"She wont say anything." A new voice rang. "Not to you morons." A thud came and I saw Rws drop to the floor. Something hit Raptor in the chest and he flew into the wall. Impaling his arm in a ax that hung. HE screamed in pain and dropped to the floor, now missing a hand. He got up, using the other hand and swung the knife again and again. Hacking at me. It felt like he was hacking me to pieces. Or at least trying to.

Each time the blade touched my skin, I screamed out in pain as more blood seeped out of me. Finally he made the mistake of cutting my bonds in one long swipe. I rolled to one side, showing my back to him. I was out of his range for a moment.

I heard a second thud and I laid myself on my back again. I saw the figure slice at Raptor's still body. The figure got up and moved to my bonded side. It cut my bonds and lifted me up. I wasn't that hard to carry. I was nearly dead from starvation, and partly dead from torment.

My hope was high, maybe I was getting out of here. But my hope sank like the titanic when I noticed it was just another member of the Frostarian empire. "Those two wernt obeying orders. You are to be sent with the rest of the prisoners in a normal cell. You will share the cell with prisoners Alison, Nathan, and Stuart. You will get 2 meals a day, and you will get medical attention for your wounds." His voice cut off as he carried me to my new cell.

Least I would be with my mini-family. I finally saw sunlight, real sunlight after probably a month of solitude. I lighted my weak fingers and felt the wondrous sunlight help my skin.

The guy stopped at what I guessed was a prison house. "New prisoner of prison house!" His voice called. The gate opened and he carried me inside. He stopped at a desk thingy with a really weird and strangely normal person behind it. "Yes?" The person called.

"Officer Jayy requesting with orders, for new Prisoner Grace Samon have decent medical help, 3 meals a day, and no outside time for 4 months while she heals." The guy, who I guessed was Jayy, told the dude behind the desk.

"Got it. Going which cell?" The guy asked. "Cell 245, with Alison, Nathan, and Stuart." Jayy replied. "Call down to open it when you find it. Floor 2, left, twentieth cell on the right." The dude sighed.

Jayy carried me to my new cell. "I know your excited to see your friends." Jayy growled quietly at me. "Thank our leader CT for putting you in this cell." We stopped. "OPEN CELL BLOCK LEVEL 2, CELL NUMBER 245" He yelled, to what, I didn't know.

The cell door clicked and open .Revealing three skinny, but rather healthy looking kids. I didn't recognize any of them. "New prison Bunkie" Jayy snickered. "You'll get alone with Grace, if I recall, you already did." Jayy chuckled and set me on the lower bunk.

"G-grace?" A voice asked. I heard a click and I guessed that the cell had locked. "Yea?" I asked, timid and broken, scared and scarred. Scarred both fiscally and mentally.

"Grace!" A lighter voice called. I looked, it was two guys and a girl. "What did they do to you?" A Third voice asked, appall deep in his voice. "Do you even remember us?" The first voice asked again, he was the closest. "Stuart…Alison…Nathan?" I muttered, breath still gone from my wound. "Gosh, don't think she can figure out which of you guys is which." The girl asked. I knew it was Alison, only because she was the only other girl besides myself.

The guy closest to me had found a cloth and had started dabbing at my thousand wounds, trying to rid of the blood. I recognized the firm but gental touch. The reassuring touch. "Stuart." I smiled weakly at him.

Relieve struck his face. He smiled at me and continued dabbing my wounds. A click came again. "Oh no. Please don't take her again!" Alison cried, but she hid in a corner behind Nathan.

"You want her to live longer then a few hours? Then let me take her to the medical area." A voice growled. I looked at Stuart, hoping my eyes said what I wanted them to say. Stuart dabbed my wound one more time and backed off.

I was picked up in arms again, being carried somewhere. Anywhere was better then where I had been for the last month. Anywhere.

My flashback ended, and I woke up in a bed. I looked around, confused. Wasn't I just at the factory? Frail and weak in someone's arms? Now I'm in a bed somewhere?

"Grace! Your awake!" A voice called, I realized it was Stuart. "Stuart. What? Where? How? Wernt you just in the. But you were just. How are you." I gave up trying to form a logical sentence.

A slight giggle came out of no where. I jumped. "You had a flashback. Your healed, healthy, and you've been asleep sense four pm yesterday. It's exactly six pm and everyone's getting back from dinner." The voice matched the giggling.

Somewhere doors creaked open and footsteps flooded the once silent room. "Joanna! Stuart! Any change?" A voice called. "Yep. Come see for yourself." The one that had giggled sighed. A girl appeared, uniform pink and black.

"Oh gods! She's awake!" The girl yelped, a smile and relief filling her face. Stuart sat down on my bed, blocking the few of the others. "By the looks on your face, your flashback was so real, you cant remember us at the moment. You barely remember me, Alison and Nathan." Stuart sighed.

"ALISON! NATHAN! COME HERE!" Stuart shouted, two more people appeared. "Nathan! Alison! Gods! What the crudcake is going on?" I yelped, scared and clueless.

"I got this one. Your at WUCR's base, sitting on your bed in the bunk. Kirstey took you to the medics under order, to get you some help on your side. They put you under and did helped on your side till almost ten at night. While you were under, you slipped into a flashback of your past. And you woke up here." Alison finished, taking in a breath.

"Oh I remember. Kirstey ordered me to go to the medics so I had no way out of help." I rolled my eyes, at myself. "Weird, that flashback was so.. Long and strong." I muttered, staring at the blanket the memory still fresh.

"You said before, they get worse the more you have them. It'll get better the less we have to put you under." Kirstey's voice called.

"Got it. So, did I miss it?" I asked Kirstey. "No. Joanna, me, Alison, and Stuart all stayed at the medic center till about ten. Then we all crashed once we got you settled in your bed." Kirstey sighed. "Its tonight though. You wont miss anything." She giggled. "May I know what your both talking about?" Joanna asked, confused. "No. You cant. Its um. Between two alike?" I smiled, laughing at myself for the logic less sentence.

"Well! Okay!" Joanna giggled. I raised an eyebrow at her. She bought it? Or is she just faking it? "Flaking." Joanna smiled at me. "Rhyme it."

Flaking.. Oh she's faking.

"Your so devious, Jomo. So much." I snickered. "Why thank you! Anyway. Its time!" Joanna laughed and drug a surprised and confused faced Kirst to where the whole bunk had gathered. I smiled and looked at Stuart, Alison, and Nathan. "Mind getting up so I can?" I giggled. "Oh right sorry." Nathan chuckled. Weight changed on the bed and two thuds followed the motion. "ow!" two voices yelped at once. Alison broke out into a fit of laughter. "How did you two manage to fall of the bed?" She giggled.

"How did Stuart manage to fall of the bed when he was at my feet?" I laughed. "Heaven knows how he managed, but he did." Alison giggled. I climbed out of my bed and stared at my clean gauze. Even the wounds on my legs were re healing.

I looked at myself, and I didn't look like that tormented for a whole month on very little sleep and food girl, I looked like a skinny girl, with a healing present and future.