Chapter 11: Evil Kindness

Ian

What surprised me the most was the fact that I was still me when the black came again. I could not open my eyes yet, but I knew that I was in a different place. The pulsation in my ears told me that I was not dead, but the sounds around me - light footsteps, the distant noise of cars, and the hissing of a vent - told me that I was in a new place and not in the parking lot.

I tried to move my hand, and as I did, something hard and cold pushed it down again.

My hands were tide!

I opened my eyes and moved my head to see around me. I must have made a sound, because all the heads in the room turned to me at the same time. All of them with silver eyes.

My heart started to race. I had been caught!

Gasps of fear echoed as the Seekers and Healers in the room took all a step back. They were as afraid of me as I was of them. Could not blame them. If humans captured a real monster, would have been different?

The fear in their eyes calmed me down. - Untie me. - I said, low and calm voice.

The door opened and trough the glass wall I could see who it was on the other side. It was the woman seeker that punched me. I could not help a wave of rage going through me as I saw her.

Something in my face gave it away because everyone stepped back and the girl froze in between the doorway, and stared at me with an apparently blunt expression, like she was analyzing me coldly. Then she walked in.

- Everyone - she called out. The others turned and watched her walking towards the table I was tied to. - I have talked with her majesty, she approves. And it will be me.

I could hear the sights of relief.

She smiled to her teammates - Why don't you leave us? I will talk to him - she said, looking at everybody.

One of the healers, the one that looked wiser, took a step towards her - Hallie - he said, worried - are you sure you can take it?

- I am Fords.

- Then - he streched his arms - let us leave her with him. Don't worry, she can take a human better than any of us.

The crew left the room, some of them touching her shoulder, like a gesture of support.

Then, we were alone.

- Try not to hurt yourself. - She said kindly to me.

I took a deep breath - what did you do to me?

- We just healed you, Mr. O'Shea - so they knew my name already. What else did they knew? - And as you can see, you are still a human.

- Yeah - I said, angry as hell - And why is that? - I was not stupid. They left me alive for a reason. I shook my head. - I will never sold them out on my own, and the soul you insert will suffer hell. I will fight back.

- You will never have to fight a insertion, mister O'Shea - she crossed her arms in her chest. - Because we will not insert a new soul in the host body. That's why I came. We are not like the humans. We don't play mind games.

- Is that suppose to be a joke?

- No. We are just informing you of your fate. Because we respect our enemy.

My heart started to race.

- What will you do?

- We will put a seeker inside to search your memories. The sessions will be two hours a day, everyday. All memories will be investigated, from birth to today. You will have a room and a team to assist your needs in the dead hours. But you are not allowed outside the apartment.

My memories... from birth to... death?

- I will hide it.

She made a sad smile. - That's why we will have sessions. After a few days or weeks, your mind will be too tired to fight back.

After a few moments, I realized that I was shaking like a leaf. I was afraid.

- I am sorry. - She said, and then turned to leave the room.

- Wait! - I hissed.

She stoped.

- What's your name? - I asked. If she was my executioner, she was gonna tell me her name. If she did respected me.

- Hallie. A soul born in the singing world, raised in the bear world, seeker on earth.

Then she walked away, closing the door.