Chapter 8: Turning Tables

Everything is silent.

Dead silent.

Only the irate breathing of Gale could be heard throughout the room.

I open my eyes slowly, but see that Hevius is still on his knees, eyes swollen shut and face battered and bruised. He drops on the floor and sighs loudly. I can't tell if it's from relief or fatigue.

"What happened," I ask.

I watch as Gale releases the magazine from the gun and stares at it in confusion.

It was empty.

He looks back to the guard and he slowly shakes his head, eyes wide in horror.

"Why is it empty," Gale asks the guard, anger beginning to rise in his voice.

"Sir, I-I d-don't know," the guard says, eyes still wide.

"What the hell do you mean you don't know!"

He was screaming now.

"Sir I swear I don't know! I was given that gun by someone and didn't bother asking if it was loaded."

"Who gave you the gun?!"

"I did", says a familiar voice that makes everyone, including me, shift my gaze to the door. At the door stood Agnus, large assault rifle strapped around her back.

Gale makes his way towards her and stops right in front of her. Agnus doesn't flinch as Gale gets right into her face and screams, "What the hell is wrong with you!"

Wiping the spit from her face, she calmly replies, saying "I knew you couldn't hold yourself Gale. I knew if given the chance, and if your anger peeked, you would disobey my orders and do as you please."

Agnus begins to pace, and everyone's eyes follow her as she makes her trips back and forth.

"You disobeyed a direct order by your superior," Agnus says again. "That's punishable by death."

Gale's eyes are now the ones that are wide in horror.

"So you're just going to kill us now," Gale asks.

Agnus stops and slowly brings the gun to a firing position, looking through the foresight and aiming it directly at Gale's forehead. Sweat begins to develop along his brows once again, but this time it's from pure terror.

"I could shoot you, and it would be totally justified," says Agnus.

I watch as her finger begins to slowly pull at the trigger and Gale closes his eyes, anticipating his death. Instead of pulling the trigger completely, her finger eases off and she throws the gun at my feet. I'm struck by surprised and raise my brow in curiosity.

"I have a much better idea for you Gale", Agnus says evilly. "You will pay for your insubordination in a way that I am positive will kill you."

My brow is still raised in curiosity.

"Guards, take him away and lock him in a cell."

The guards look at Agnus peculiarly, but after a few seconds, they comply.

Gale lets his feet drag in defeat as he's carried away.

Agnus turns to Hevius and says, "Now, now, now, what to do with you."

She begins to pace around the barely conscious man, arms behind her back and face twisted in a puzzled fashion.

"Why don't you just let him go," I manage to get out. "He's already been through enough."

Her gaze shifts away from him and locks on to me, like a hawk eyeing its next meal. It sends shivers down my spine and I can't help but shudder a little.

"Well I would, but just as I've told Gale, that won't be possible," says Agnus smugly.

Agnus grabs the gun from the floor in front of me and begins to examine it oddly.

"Why can't you just let him," I begin to plead. "Please, I beg you!"

She lets out a shriek of anger and places the gun barrel to my temple. She smiles a sadistic laugh and hits me with the end of her gun. I feel my vision go slightly obscure and the world around me goes quiet. I shake my head to try and clear it, which gives me more of a massive headache. Through my hazy eyesight I can see Agnus squat down to Hevius and tell him something in his ear. My eardrums are still ringing so the conversation they have is mute to me.

Hevius suddenly spits a bloody mucous ball at Agnus' face and it lands flat on her nose and lips. She wipes the mess off her face and hits him square in the forehead with the butt of the gun. Hevius collapses on the floor and, although my vision is still fuzzy, I can see that he is looking at me, smiling. Teeth missing and blood all around his face, he still gives me a toothy grin and a thumb up. Dread fills my body and I can't help but feel like this is whole thing is my entire fault. Agnus says one more thing and places the barrel of the gun at his temple.

She can't kill him.

He's my only hope of survival in this hell.

Her finger pulls the trigger and an explosion of pain shoots through my head, as if she had shot me. Blood slaps onto the wall and floor and all over my face. I start to yell over and over again, but with the damage to my eardrum, everything is still silent. I continue to yell and yell until my throat starts to ache, and finally I stop and begin to sob uncontrollably. Through my teary eyes, I see Agnus walk out the door, head held high in satisfaction.

I'll kill you.

I'll kill you if it's the last thing I do.

*Looks like someone is heated now! This was a more serious chapter, along with the last one, and i hope you guys enjoyed it! Look out for the next chapter coming out sometime next week. I'm open to creative criticism and feel free to review as you please! Also, im working on a new HG story that will dig deeper into something more personal. Those who enjoy dark themed stories may find this FanFic appealing so look forward to it coming out very soon!*