I woke up to find myself inside my cell room once again. "Oh!" I groaned. My head was pounding causing my sight to go blurry. I held my head in my hands and gritted my teeth. My mind was foggy, for a moment I couldn't remember what had happened. Suddenly it all came back to me all at once. I looked at my hand and saw that it was no longer human. I looked around for something to see my appearance. I noticed a small mirror on a table and slowly walked towards it. I picked it up with a shaky hand and looked into the mirror. I gasped and let go of the mirror causing it to fall and shatter. I was no longer human. I was now a hedgehog. A white hedgehog. For a moment I thought that it was a mere hallucination, till I finally realized it was definitely real... the white hedgehog... was me.
"What have they done to me?!" I shrieked, stepping back away from the now shattered mirror and ran to a corner where I curled up into a ball. How could this have happened? What had I done to deserve this? My brown and white hair fell in front of my face and I closed my eyes, hoping it was just a dream. I opened my eyes again. This wasn't a dream. It was real. I was still here, on Mobius. Still a prisoner in Finitevus' lair. I thought my life was already messed up. I thought it couldn't get any worse. I was totally and utterly wrong. What did Finitevus' experiment do to me? What was the whole point in it? Just to make me writhe and scream in agony? I clenched my teeth at the memory of the little experiment I had gone ? Why me?
Flashback:
"JASMINE!" I heard my father holler my name. I flinched as cold waves of dread travelled through my body. "JASMINE!" he cried again. Reluctantly, I walked out of the safety of my room. Someone help me, please! He's going to-
My thoughts broke off as a towering figure's shadow covered my body. I shivered and quaked in fear as I slowly looked up to see the one monster I truly dreaded. My own dad. His stone cold glare burned through me like magma. I forced myself to look up at him. He scowled and without warning, grabbed me by the hair and pulled. Tears sprung into my eyes as I desperately tried to pry his hand away but to no avail. He started to shake me. Shake me so hard that my body shook just as violently. He cursed and screamed. Calling me awful things no child should ever have to hear. Tears started to travel down my face. Why was daddy so mad? "DADDY!" I shrieked and shut my eyes. I heard him growl in annoyance and thrust me against a wall and walk away, leaving me sobbing, and wishing I was back in the car. Back in the accident. Why couldn't it be me? Why did it have to be mother? Why is daddy blaming me?! I could only huddle closer to the wall and curl up into a ball and wish the end would come.
end of flashback.
Tears sprung from my eyes and travelled slowly down my face. So many times I had been treated like I was no one. So many times I was seen as a lost cause. No sign of care or sympathy. Not even from my father. I stood up and eyed the door carefully. Maybe if I could get it open... I thought and bit my lip. Finally deciding that it was worth a shot, I went up to the door and put a hand on it. If I could just open the door without drawing attention I might have a small chance of getting out of here. I focused on the door and thought of opening the door. I felt a slight tug in my gut and heard the sound of my door shake a little. It worked! I smiled in triumph and concentrated harder. Another tug only this time a little harder came at me again. My head began to pound and my sight began to dim but I shook it off and continued in opening the door. It shook and quaked like an earthquake had appeared out of nowhere, trying to break the door down but it wouldn't budge. I sighed in exhaustion and fell to the ground, wrapping my arms around me, despair coming over me like a heavy blanket.
Trapped, that's what I've always felt. No matter what I did, there would never be help. I was always left to fend for myself. Until Sonic came. The first and only friend I've had in a long long time. I missed Cream and Tails. I missed Amy and wondered how she was doing, hoping that she was alright. I even missed Shadow even though we didn't really talk very much... and I missed Sonic. Especially Sonic. I felt hot tears spring in my eyes and I wiped them away. Will I ever see them again? I wondered and looked up at the ceiling. They were the only friends that had come to my aide. The only ones who showed any sign of kindness. The only ones who seemed to care.
I was caught by surprise when I heard the creaking of my door open and Lightning walked in with a tray. He set it down, paused and looked up at me for a minute. I kept my distance from him, watching him with suspicion. He didn't say anything just stood there studying me like I was some rare species no one has ever seen before. Finally after what had seemed like hours, he turned around and left the room, with the door closing and locking immediately behind him. I realized that I had been holding my breath and let a whoosh of air leave my lungs. There had to be some way out of here. I clenched my teeth and balled my hands into fists. I looked at the tray Lightning had left behind. At first I began to refuse to eat it but then my stomach began to growl painfully. I looked at the food again, still hesitant of eating it until finally I made up my mind and picked up a small biscuit. It was warm and smelled good. I took a bite and soon another. I started eating the rest of what was on the tray till there was nothing left. I stood up and began pacing back and forth thinking of some way to get out of here. If I was stronger maybe I could get the door to open. A door is probably too hard for me, especially if I don't even know how to use my powers correctly. If I start small and make it harder each time, I just might be able to force the door open. I thought and a small smile formed across my face. This just might work.
I looked around for anything I could practice lifting up, and caught sight of my bag sitting on the far end of the room, behind the foot of the cot that was laid out for me. I walked over to it and opened up one of the pockets. I rummaged through my bag till I found a decent sized artbook that I had been working in. I placed it out in front of me then backed away a few feet. I eyed it with deep concentration and closed my eyes. The image of my sketchbook inside my head, I imagined it being lifted up in mid air. I felt the same familiar tug in my gut and I opened my eyes to see my sketchbook slowly beginning to rise off of the ground and into the air. I let out a surprised laugh and walked towards the backpack and touched it. The bag stayed afloat until I grabbed it and went back to normal. I felt a swelling sense of pride and happiness swell up deep inside my chest. I forced the feeling down and continued to find something else to practice with. This practice went on and on until nearly midnight when I finally decided to call it quits and collapsed onto my bed with exhaustion. I smiled and finally fell asleep.
Waking up to a dark shadowy figure in the doorway and smirking at you isn't exactly what you would call a good wake up call. Especially if you are a prisoner inside a mad scientist's base. I recognized the figure to be Scourge who started to make his way inside my room. Immediately I stood up and glared at him. "That's a new look for you, Jaz." he said with a grin. I clenched my fists and pointed accusingly at him. "And I have you to blame for it!" I screamed.
A look of shock crossed the green hedgehog's face then changed to an amused grin. "So what?" he taunted and looked at me, challenging me to do something. I gritted my teeth and tried to punch him. "You-" but before I could even follow through with my sentence, Scourge grabbed me by the wrist and forced me to my knees. He leaned down till his face was close to mine. I glared at him, trying to hide the fear that was taking hold of me. His voice low and threatening he looked at me with piercing blue eyes, "Get used to it, Jaz. You're not leaving, so forget about trying to escape. I'll catch you before you even make it outta the door." he said and gripped my wrist tighter. I wrenched free of him and returned the glare. There was nothing but a stone silence that lasted far longer than I wanted it, his threat still ringing in my mind. Finally, I stood up and turned away from him. I could still feel his eyes on me till I finally said, "Get out."
For a few more long and painful minutes, he didn't do anything till I heard the sound of his footsteps and the sound of the cell door closing did I finally turn around. "I don't scare that easily, Scourge." I said. "I'll find my way out of here, just wait and see."
The whole day was as boring as any other. There wasn't much in here to do except practice my new found power. Now I could lift up heavier objects. I attempted to lift my cot and managed to lift it up a few inches before it fell back to the ground. I wiped away the sweat that had formed across my forehead and crumpled onto the bed, exhausted. This is too much. I thought and looked at the wall. If I want to get out of here, I have to get stronger. Easier said than done. If I could just manage to get the door to open... I cradled my head in my hands. Sonic would come. He'd get me out of here. I just wished it was sooner. This was all because of Scourge. If I had never met the guy all of this wouldn't have ever happened. My teeth clenched at I silently vowed that if I ever got out of here, I'd make that With a heavy sigh I closed my eyes and slowly, slowly I fell asleep with only one thing on my mind... Finding a way out.
Dr. Finitevus was busy at work in his lab trying to put the pieces together with the connection between Jasmine and the chaos emerald. He sighed in annoyance and looked at the emerald, still held inside its clear prison. Glowing with a magnetic glow. "How is this possible." he muttered to himself then looked back at his computer and continued his work. What was the connection between the girl and this emerald why did it react so negatively to her? This was a mystery he just had to find out for himself. It was quite possible that the girl had a connection to not just this emerald but perhaps even the Master Emerald. Yes, the girl could be of use to him after all. His thoughts were interrupted when Fiona walked into the room, a scowl formed across her face. The doctor turned and faced the red fox and frowned. "What is it Fiona?" he asked, slightly annoyed that she had interrupted his work. The red fox folded her arms across her chest. "We've just discovered something of interest to you." she said and eyed the doctor. She acted tough nut the honest truth was, she was actually scared of the doctor and what he was capable of. His eyes narrowed and he motioned for her to continue. "We've captured her lifting objects into the air without having to lift a finger. She's telepathic, doctor." she finished and waited for him to respond. Finitevus was quiet for a minute and smiled. This girl was more than he had first thought. He looked at Fiona and nodded. "Bring her here. I think it's time we had another test run."
Fiona nodded and left the lab in search of Scourge, leaving the mad scientist alone to prepare the machine to once again to test the girl's abilities. This was indeed, going to get interesting.