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Mikan POV

Big hands grabbed me and pulled me out of the tank and the touch was so painful that I screamed, but even the sound of my own voice pierced my ears so I immediately shut up. The light seemed to sear my retinas and I snapped my eyes shut immediately.

All of my senses were on overdrive after being in that nothingness for so long and when I was set down on a table and a dry towel was thrown over my shaking figure, I tried to stay as still as possible.

I lay in that same position for a while, curled up in a ball, eyes squeezed shut and not moving a muscle. I wanted to go back. Back to the tank and the blissful nothingness where there was no pain and no sound. I hated it outside.

"Mikan," a voice said after about ten minutes. It was so LOUD and I whimpered. I tried to open my eyes just a crack and found then that the light didn't hurt as much as before. A tall figure stood above me, obsidian eyes cold. Hayate.

"What?" I croaked out. "Go away. Put me back in there. I hate it here. I hate it." I wasn't even able to stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks, I was in so much pain. Even though the light wasn't as searing as before, it still burned and even my own voice sounded booming and loud to me. My body ached and hurt.

I heard a chuckled escape his lips.

"I guess that even the toughest can be broken like this." he said with a grin.

'What?'

He took the towel off of me and then picked me up and plopped me into that strange water once more.

'What was that supposed to mean?' I wondered, thinking back to his last words.

The door to the tank was snapped close once more.

Being back in the isolation tank was a huge relief, for like, two seconds because then I remembered what he had said.

"Hey," I called hoping to hear from the fortune cookie voice again. I hadn't heard it since I first woke up here. "Are you there?"

No answer.

"What did her mean by 'even the toughest can be broken like this'?" I asked again.

It means that you failed. It replied eventually. You succumbed to them, Mikan. You were put in here to take the heart away from you and make you the perfect little puppet that you were originally intended to be. And they succeeded.

I stayed silent - I mean, what could I say to that? He (or she I don't really know. Let's just go with "it" shall we?) - IT, was completely right. I needed to get out of this place ASAP.

But then all of those thoughts eventually went away as once more I succumbed to the blackness of this place.

Oh Mikan, the voice murmured, completely unheard to my jumbled up brain, you are destined for greatness. Don't let something like this hold you back... break free.

If I had been coherent enough to notice, I would have realized that the voice now sounded a hell of a lot like a woman and that, for some reason, it was familiar to me.

Every time I woke up I just stared into the darkness. Why was i here again? Where was here? What is this place?

Every single time the same questions ran through my head, one after another, but I never came up with any answers.

'But you should know this.' I told myself. 'You should know what you are doing in this place and what this place was. You should know these things, but you don't.'

And just as quickly as I would ask those questions and tell myself those things, i would forget what I was thinking about and drift into slumber once more.

I repeated the process a couple more times, and after a few more times, when I woke up, I was no longer in the isolation tank.

Buy where was I now? It was a cold place and I wasn't suspended anymore. I was pretty sure that i was dry now, but when I felt my hair it was slightly damp. I probably had been brought her about and hour ago... This place was just as black, wherever I was now located, but I could feel again, only it didn't hurt like it did before. I placed a hand to the floor and knocked on it once: the sound didn't kill my ears. I still didn't feel hungry, for whatever reason and my brain was still pretty much fried from being in the tank for so long.

"Huh." I murmured. "Hey, voice you there? Where am I now?"

There was no reply, and I sighed, but didn't even have the will to get angry because of it.

"Figures," I murmured.

Normal POV

"Natsume..." Persona growled irritably in warning. Said teen was currently seated high up in a tree, turned away from his teacher.

They had been training for about a week now and the fire caster was defiantly not pleased with the results so far. If he had been expecting to get better in such a short time her was sure as hell wrong. And now, he was ignoring his teacher, childishly acting as though he didn't hear him and also not giving any more information on his Oujo-sama, nor helping. That was the deal, you see. natsume helps find Mikan and get information on her and in return he is trained.

"Natsume come down here." Persona said again. The only response from the boy in the tree was to chuck a pine cone at his teachers head, narrowly missing him.

Serio looked down at the tree seed in disbelief.

He did not just throw a pine cone at him.

Another one came flying down shortly after the other one and this time the teacher swatted it away with one hand.

'Oh. So THAT was how he wanted to do it. Fine.' he thought, walking over to the tree that his arrogant student was perched on top of.

Placing his hands on the wide trunk, Persona began channeling his Alice through his hands and waking the tall pine tree start to disintegrate. And the tree went tumbling down, a suprised and now seriously pissed off teenager in it. He hit the ground with a crash and a small yelp.

"Now," Persona said smugly walking away from the fallen tree and student and back to the training grounds that they were practicing in, glad that he had won, "let's get back to training. You won't get better immediately but with time you will. After that, you need to help me find Oujo-sama."

There was no reply, so curiously, he turned back to see no raven haired, crimson eyed boy behind him.

The DA teacher clenched his fists.

(1 week later)

Hayate POV

"Mikan-chan...." I greeted with a sneer, opening the large metal door to her cell. Light poured into the small room and I watched as she flinched away from the light and covered her face with her arms.

She sat in the far left corner, shackles on her legs and wrists. Long auburn hair was down and splayed across the floor where she sat. Her uniform was torn and dirty and I offhandedly realized that I should probably give her something else to wear. She would just have to deal with her current dress for now, though. Each of my footsteps echoed all around us with soft clicks and Mikan flinched at each one.

Pitiful.

It had taken me more than a full month to break her, almost two - 3 weeks longer than any other victim I had been given before - and the ending result was now this quivering mess before me. It was amazing what you could do with technology nowadays, combined with a little bit of an Alice. This current Mikan Sakura reminded me more of a frightened, wounded animal than the fierce little thing that she used to be, always having a come back and a snarky little comment to throw at me no matter what the situation was. And then you isolate her completly, depriving her of any and all of her senses and she simply crumbles.

Being completely alone without any and all of your senses does something to you. It breaks down your defenses and, well, tames you. It messes up the thought processes because of the sensory derivation and it forces you to lose the drive that you had once before and you fail to see why you were doing it in the first place.

I stopped directly in front of her, this girl who was only a year younger than me, and bent down to pick up one of the long locks of hair from the floor. The long hair slipped through my fingers easily and fell back to her. She had put down her arms by now but her face was tilted down towards the floor, her eyes trained on one of the tiles on the floor. Not once did she dare look at me. I sighed and unlocked the shackles on her feet that were attached to the wall and then her wrists.

"You," I said to her, a wry smile playing at my lips, "are in major need of a bath."

Her dull hazel eyes didn't even shift as I said that. They just continued looking down at the dirt brown tile as though it was the most interesting thing in the word. I frowned.

"Get up." I commanded.

The girl didn't budge and with a scowl I clamped my hand around her wrist and jerked her up to a standing position. She let out a small squeak of surprise as I did so and looked up at me fearfully.

"What a mess." I hissed in disgust as I began dragging her towards the open door of her cell. She didn't retaliate, which I didn't even expect her to, but she never once stopped looking at me with large hazel eyes that were full of fear.

"Here." I snapped, shoving her into the large bathroom.

The entire way here, all thirty minutes of it, she had been eyeing me like I was just gonna strike out at her and hurt her. To put it simply, it was annoying.

Mikan stumbled across the stark white tiled floor, a great contrast to her dirt covered feet and body. She looked around her wide eyes; the bathroom was completely filled with any and all things that a girl would need to get washed up and looking her best; soaps, gels, perfume, hair bands, ribbons and all of that other girly crap. There was a large white tub that was big enough to hold four other people in the center of it all and counters lined the walls, shiny mirrors above them all.

"You have 2 hours." I said simply and then began to leave the room.

But then a voice stopped me, low and barley audible. It was a voice that I hadn't heard in a long time.

"Why?" it asked.

I didn't even turn to face Mikan as I answered, "You are going to go see the ESP today."

And then I left.

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