This chapter is kind of gory. I hope that no one minds. Okay, it's rather gory.

"Trouble," asked Butler. "What did you mean, 'maybe she'll dream about killing more innocent majors who are on traffic duty?'"

Trouble scowled. "A long time ago, my father and a few of his friends, including Majors Root and Short, had gotten in trouble, and were put on traffic duty. A Gunner assassinated my father. The Gunner was young, stupid, and full of bloodlust. The Gunner unshielded, just as she stabbed him in the heart with a silver blade. Commander Root said that the joy on her face, feeling the blood pour over her hands, was indescribable. There has only ever been one female Gunner assassin, and that is Holly."

"This is hopeless," exclaimed the Pixie. "I can tell, she's going to last less than five minutes, and then be handed over to the GESF. First, they're going to disgrace her. Then they'll interrogate her. Next they'll torture her. And when she's dead, they're just going to dump her into a trashcan in the back on an alleyway. And, if you don't mind me saying so, I believe that she deserves it." The pixie stormed off.

Holly had to stop thinking; it hurt too much. The only thing that she could think of, was the look of utter disgust that was on her commander's face. Holly did the only thing that wouldn't involve thinking. It was something that she had not done in years. Holly raged.

She completely destroyed her cot. She screamed, raking at the walls with her finger. She threw herself as far as her chains would allow, wrestling with them, trying to destroy the chains as well. She threw herself onto the floor, pummeling the floor with her fists and feet. Slamming her head against it, until her body was battered and bloody. She then ripped at her skin with her teeth and fingers; biting herself, until her second skin was in pieces across the floor. Finally, she just curled up, wishing that her blanket was still intact, salty tears pouring down her face.

Eventually, the door opened, and a terrified gnome rushed forward, placed some food and water on the floor, and rushed out again. Holly found that if she strained hard enough, she could just reach the food and water. The gnome had been so scared, that he seemed to have forgotten that Holly was restrained, and had a limit of how far she could reach. Holly eagerly ate the food, quickly drinking half of the water, before lying down again, her stomach content.

About an hour later, an angry Trouble walked in. His gun was out.

"Holly," he bellowed. "Look at the state of this place. What did you do?"

Holly looked around, and then hung her head in shame, unable to meet his gaze, let alone answer. Al of a sudden, Trouble was standing right in front of her; a look of utmost hatred on his face.

Holly didn't even have time to step back, before his large, heavy hand slapped her across the face. She just stood there, looking shocked. Then he completely flipped. He started screaming at her, kicking, slapping, and punching her. She fled from him, but only ended up curled in a corner, sobbing, begging for him to stop.

Finally, he turned and left the room. Holly just lay in her corner, shaking. She had been beaten before. The Gunner had beaten her more than ten times worse, but those beating had only fueled her rage. They had had no reason to beat her. But Trouble was her friend, and she had hurt him. She had destroyed her family by killing his father. She had known him a long time. He had saved her life from those Gunners in the hospital. She even knew his secret real first name. His insane mother had named him Leona. He had called himself Leo, until he changed it to Trouble during him naming ceremony. Quietly sobbing, she pulled the tattered remains of the blanket over her, and fell asleep.

Don't worry everybody, she'll pull through. I had a lot of help from my beta for this and the next several chapters. *Thank you so much, my dear beta reader* Anyway, I hope you guys like it.

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