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Chapter 9: The Meaning of Friendship
No. More. Running! Please, I'm going to pass out now. I'm also running low on calories actually. I slowed down gasping for air; my legs shook violently as my breathing turned heavy. Bad idea to slow.
ZAP! I jolt upright jerking backward. The reason why I've been running for the past three hours not stopping at all. I get zapped wickedly whenever I stop, and the pain is worse than I remember.
This time I did not care. Zap, after Zap, after Zap, I still stayed at a stop gulping in air. My knees buckled under me and I fell to the ground forcing air into my lungs while trying to ignore the fire burning pain on my skin.
"Okay goo enough." Jeb commanded.
"Hm, four hours. Incredible." A high squeaky voice mumbled quietly to himself. Imagine, little old me, incredible! Now doesn't that make me special?
Just like that the horrible shocks stopped coursing through my body and it was over. My skin still burned in pain as I wheezed in shaky breaths feeling light headed and sick. I bet if I could see the world would be spinning around me.
The cords were literally ripped off of me and water was thrown at my face. I sucked in the air glaring all around me as best as I could.
"Let's go next test." David growled walking away as I was shoved to my feet shakily. My knees wobbled telling me to hold onto the wall or I was going to face plant.
"This will hurt." Jeb was suddenly right next to me along with big Erasers. Huh, how'd he get here so fast? I blinked wearily, not that it would do me any good. How did I not hear him? "A lot." God, he just enjoys pain doesn't he? A huge claw like hand snatched my right wrist and extended it outward away from me.
"Let, go." I managed to get out struggling to break free.
That is until the pain began.
In the next instant I felt a sharp burst of fire burning explode in my wrist. It was like having a red hot iron pressed against my cool skin.
"Shit!" I howled trying to move my hand away. But whoever had it has a firm grasp. I thrashed and kicked wriggled around managing to slip slightly away. Until more hands grabbed my other arm and pinned me onto my knees. Meanwhile the burn slashed to my fingers and palm, feeling as though my whole hand was in flames. My entire arm was starting to burn up now and I was literally biting down on my cheeks so I wouldn't scream.
There was no way I would scream as a weak idiot here. No freaking way.
But the burn continued to increase in my arm sending multiple pain signals to my brain that I refused to receive. Stop soon, please stop soon. End it. End it. I pleaded like Max always did.
With one last sharp slash the pain died down to a tolerable throb. I relaxed in the grip relieved, only wishing I could see what they had done to my arm. Experimentally I wiggled it.
Okay good it moves, they didn't try to "enhance" it like my eyes.
The Erasers released their grip tossing me to the floor.
"You're a strong bird. But eventually you will scream. And there will be nobody here to hear you." An Eraser hissed thickly sounding disappointed.
Well you can't please everyone.
"We'll see about that." I muttered clutching my arm still on the ground.
"Now Iggy we are going to test your reaction to sound." Jeb began sounding in charge here as I heard the scribble of a pen.
"So like how? Am I going to listen to you sing?" I spat still rubbing my arm. "Well boy that would be ama-zing."
"No." Now Jeb sounded ticked off.
Score one for the blind pyro.
"Aw shucks and I was really looking forward to that." I shook my head getting to my feet. "Okay let's get this over with; I'm sure I missed in my cage by now." I sighed felling confident I wasn't going to hurl anytime soon.
But my whole body ached and I shook feeling empty and dry, my tongue felt heavy in my mouth. And my limps felt weak.
The footsteps walked away from me. Jeb's, David's and all the Erasers.
So what were they going to do? Sound? I mean what does that mean?
"Now Iggy stand exactly where you are and don't move." Jeb commanded in the tone "ignore this and you will regret it" voice. What does-
SMASH! I jerked falling on my back as a large, heavy metal, object smashed to the ground next to me.
For the love of god was he trying to squash me? My heart raced as I stood up panting.
"Your job is to avoid these objects and not get hurt." Jeb said. I was to what? "Begin!" And the bell sounded.
Concentrate Iggy listen around you. I mentally smacked myself but obeyed. Cocking my head I heard the slightest of air movement straight above me and jumped left. Right where I had been standing another object smashed on impact to the Earth. I could feel the vibration of impact in my toes.
"Oh god." I breathed, but it wasn't over. This was just the beginning.
I groaned when they tossed me into my little cage lying flat on my stomach. Obviously I hadn't been squashed to death by anything. But hey, there had been some damn close calls. But at least I could rest for, oh I don't know, an hour.
"Iggy, you okay?" Sparks voice was muffled as I pulled my face up from the cold ground. The throbbing in my arm was back but manageable.
"Wait, Iggy? The Iggy? Oh my god is that you Iggy?" A girls voice cried next to me.
"Who's that?" I cocked my head. Why did it sound familiar?
"Rose. From seven years ago." The girl gasped.
Then of course my blind eyes snapped open and I gaped. It was her. From seven years ago, before I went blind. My friend.
Phew, done! Hooray. Awww, long lost friendship is now awakened. What happened to Iggy and his arm. Well that is my secret. In the next chapter I may or may not switch back to Max. tell me what you think. And keep sending those reviews. I always love reading them!
