Chapter 7

(Lucy)

I must of passed out at some point because when I woke up again their were barely any one else left in the room, only a few came and went no longer than staying for a minute or two. I couldn't tell if the alarm was still going because my ears could no longer hear anything, I wasn't sure if I lost my hearing permanently or not. One or the other I was currently grateful to the silence, not hearing the alarm also meant I wasn't in pain. The fact that I couldn't feel pain shocked me, I was moving around but no pain ran through my spine. I tried looking at my back to see if the torture device was no longer there, it still was. I moan in displeasure and turned back to look around, there really wasn't anybody around anymore.

"..." I opened my mouth to call out, maybe someone would reply back.

Then again I remembered that they wanted my voice recorded, I then thought that maybe this was just a plan to get me to call for help and get my voice if they hid themselves. Or make it appear like they have left me but I knew better, I closed my mouth shut and resorted to just looking around and figure out what was gone and what was still left. A lot of their equipment was gone and all that was still here to see were empty space and random electrical cords lay useless on the concrete floor.

Since there really wasn't much to see I turned my thoughts on how I could get out, even though this whole time I've been thinking of ways to do just that maybe this time could be different. Maybe this time, with no one around, I can think better and with the freedom of movement again I could actually do something. I tried hitting the tube walls with all my might with my tail but there wasn't any room to get that much force behind the hit; that was useless. My hands were free so I pulled and punched at anything that looked like it was weaker than the rest, which too was in vain.

I was simply to weak in the first place to do anything, being tortured for weeks on end and hardly any sleep served only to weaken me. No doubt they thought I would give in and lose all hope and simply tell them what they want. Guess I was to strong willed than they originally thought, Levy on the other hand probably isn't. That's why they said it was their priority that they get her out first; it would be easier for them to get their information than get it from a mermaid who could resist. In a way I hated that trait of mine, if only I was weak like Levy maybe I would be the one in her place and she could be in my position. Being left behind is better than going with them, is what I think.

It was getting harder and harder to move around in the heavy liquid they keep us in, it's probably for that reason too. Once we're weak this thick water would confine us completely then there really won't be any hope. As my strength left me, a faint sound jump started my slowing heart, it was to silent for to long. Maybe I've really been left behind. My muscles tensed at the sound of steps, were they from workers coming back to pick up some remaining stuff or people hear to save us? My heart skipped a beat thinking about that little hope that could be my saviors and as quick as my hope raised it plummeted to who came walking in.

"Don't think we've forgotten about you, right now we're moving all the other animals we have held up here. You'll be last, you better pray that you get left behind." The handsome green-eyed devil smirked.

He was pulling at my fins, I just glared as hard as I can despite the energy being zapped out of me at the more I tried to think of a way out. He spoke softly to the two security looking men with him, he then pointed at me and the two men's eyes looked up. The one on the left nodded and then the Handsome Devil left without another word to me. It's as if he said what he said just to annoy me and at the same time give me hope of surviving. Once the door closed behind him the soldiers made their way over to me and the one who nodded looked at me with a small smile on his lips. I didn't feel any malice behind it, more like he was captivated and in complete wonder. His partner cleared his throat to get his attention and the one who was staring detached his sight from me moving it to his partner.

"What? She's beautiful, don't tell me you don't think so." He said ignoring me entirely.

His partner glanced at me and then turned his back getting himself in guarding position, his hands holding onto his gun tightly. There was pause before he decided to answer even thought it was a rhetorical question.

"Of course, any thing with a huge rack like that is beautiful to you." He finally said sarcastically.

That hit a nerve in me, out of angry I weakly hit the glass tube walls in an attempt to hit him even thought I knew that was stupid because I can't. The more talkative one burst out laughing at our reaction, turns out the sarcastic one jump into action the moment after I hit the glass My eyes wide as I saw his gun whip around and pointed straight me like I was even able to attack him any second now. The security guard who was laughing hysterically slowly came to a stop then took up his position beside his partner; occasionally he would giggle at random points in time, probably thinking back to that moment.

12 minutes and counting, we remained there in silence and I was so weak now that I couldn't even manage to remain afloat in such heavy liquid. I now had to rest on the bottom of the glass cylinder, the siting position allowed me to get a better look at the state of my tail. It looked beaten and broken so much that I didn't even realize that any other mermaid probably wouldn't have been able to swim up until now. The state of my tail brought about tears to my eyes, I just wanted to get Levy and leave this place for good. No one was coming to help, not a soul, humans don't care about the merfolks feelings only their own. I cried, I just couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

How long have I been here? How long has Levy been here? How much long before they stop the torture, the pain? Was there really any hope of escape in the first place? Was it fate that Levy and I were to live and die here by the hands of greedy researchers? Were we going to die?

"Oh man, now she's crying." The lively one said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Not 'she', she isn't human." The other told him with disgust.

"Dude, rude much. She's right here." The friendly one gesture to me with a wave of his hand.

The two started bickering about what I was and how I should be treated, I only listened to them as background voice because something else had caught my hearing. As a creature that isn't human I had greater hearing than humans and what I was hearing was pleasure to my ears. It was in the middle of my crying fit that I first heard their faint voices. It took me another moment to realize I was hearing things in the first place. I wasn't not hearing the alarm, the alarm was off but the lights were still going, they must of turned it off why I was out of it for awhile.

I stopped my cry immediately, the guards didn't notice but continued their pointless discussion. I strained my ears to hear as far as I could; if you asked Dr. Hades how far my hearing went they could tell you just by looking at the results they collected, using torture on their source. To be percise my inhuman hearing radius is 10 meters wide (32 feet), since the voices I was hearing were faint they were just within the hearing range.

'Man I don't know why we didn't come up with this idea before hand. That was a really dumb of use, really why didn't we think of this?' A male voice in the relatively far distance said.

'Because our minds were automatically thinking of check the other rooms, even now we still have no idea if the animals are even in the spot Salamander said they would be. He CAN be wrong sometimes you know.' Another said back a little jokingly.

'Sure I can be but we don't have much of a choice, we're in a pinch right now and it's the only lead we got that is more plausible.' The one who is called Salamander said with a mature tone.

'Salamander is manly, he knows better than us.' A booming voice vibrated the walls, wherever they are.

'Shhhhhh! Not to loud Beast!' The three other voices said in unison.

'Sorry,' Beast replied.

'Ice, how much further down?" Asked one of the voices yet to be identified.

'Quit bugging me Iron Eater, I'm checking.' Said Ice who sounded like he was shuffling around a bit.

'4.5 meters (14 feet), just a little more to go.' He finally said as the rest moved silently waiting for his answer.

I listened as hard as I could, there were 4 distinct voices, I could place their voices with the names they used. I didn't really believe thought that's what they called themselves, were their real names, it's too inhuman to be human names.

I mentally put together who's voice belonged to who. Salamander, spook maturely but has a childish tone to it. Ice, a joker who is serious at the same time. Beast, really loud and seems to enjoy thinking things were manly. Iron Eater, serious and sounds like he could like high-staked situations based of his tone of voice.

I couldn't help think that if they really are my saviors then I got a pretty damn destructive group heading my way. I place both my palms on the window and starting hitting it with all the strength I had left, it was my final cry for help. I continued banging the glass until my hands hurt, the soldiers standing guard tried telling me to stop and quiet me down but I ignored them. I need to get their attention; they need to know where I was. I need them to know I was here.

Ohhohoho. I told you I would make you wait, lol 48 hours only LOL. I couldn't help myself I just keep going, that and even myself want to know what happens next. I'm writing it up as I go so if I make a contradiction or a repeated scene, please let me know. No one wants repeat and contradictions will just make things complicated and confusing so I would definitely need to fix something like that.