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Chapter 12

The next room they wheel me into is cold and dark. Two attendants take me into the room. Both are dressed in scrubs and have medical masks on.

"Do you have the syringe?" One of them, a brunette female asks her partner. He nods and hands her a green injection.

The woman taps the glass tube and watches the liquid jump. Satisfied, she braces my arm, its unnecessary, considering my wrists are already tied down.

She pressed gently then stabs the syringe into me.

I feel the effects immediately. My pupils dilate and I breathe in deeply. I utter a small cough and try to shake the haze from my head.

"What...what is this?" My voice sounds tired and hoarse. I can feel my throat going dry.

The female leans over me and shines a small flashlight in my eye. She already appears blurry. "Pupils are fully dilated. He's subdued. Tell Mr. Johnson he's okay to visit him."

The male nurse nods to her and goes to the door. I try to follow him with my eyes, but I can barely hold them open. Another cough escapes me and I began to shake. The chilled room makes it worse and my trembling becomes uncontrollable.

"What's happening?" I sound half-asleep now, and I probably look it to. My head falls gently back onto the metal gurney.

I cough again and the male nurse looks back at me. "It he gonna be okay?"

"Should be." The girl answers, "It's just a reaction, he'll be fine."

At that moment I feel myself tense. I gasp and began to shiver again, my back arches, straining my whole body against the straps that hold me down. I'm squeezing my eyes shut to block out the blurred images.

"Are you sure?" He asks, still unconvinced by my convulsing body. I can hear the annoyance in the female's voice as she replies. "Positive, now go get Johnson!" I hear the man scurry off.

A few moments later, I hear a set of footsteps approach me. I open my eyes, but it's not really worth it, even with my blurred vision I can tell its Johnson. He's almost as despicable as Bake was.

"He's drugged sir. He won't be able to cause any trouble this time, you're safe, and you'll be able to handle him." She assures him.

I think she realizes her mistake the same time I do. Johnson's pissed tone and her fearful expression confirm it.

She seemed like she underestimated him but saying he was safe now, like he couldn't handle me before. I suppressed a smile, mostly for the girl's sake, she didn't need an even more painful death. The again, everyone in this complex is at fault for the damage done to Everly.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean—" He cuts her off and she falls silent. "You are excuse." She mumbles another apology and hurries out.

Johnson glared after her then turned back to me, a grim smile on his face. "Ah, Jared. We got you there, didn't we?" He was making me dizzy. Why the hell was his head spinning like that. This drugs must have a bigger effect then I thought.

"We always win in the end. Just as we will this time."

I was struggling to keep my eyes open and focused. Bur I heard every word.

I made a gurgling sound, and slumped back to the gurney. I sighed deeply before speaking.

"Johnson?" My voice was nothing more than a whisper.

He leaned in close. I made another unintelligible gurgle before tilting my head back slightly and releasing a glob of spit. I landed smack in the middle of Johnsons cheek.

He grinds his fist against his cheek, slowly drawing it across the spit. Once his face is cleared, he raises his hand, his fury evident.

Instead of slapping me , like I can tell he so desires, his hand closes into a fist and lowers to his side.

A smirk claims his face, "Jared, you already have a death sentence, why give me reason to make it more painful then I already plan?"

I lay my head back on the pillow and glare at the ceiling, trying to think of something to persuade him into keeping me alive. I come up with nothing.

I let out a long sigh, "Fine, you're going to kill me, when?" Better to know when it's coming.

Johnson smiles, loving my acceptance. "Soon enough. You are a secondary concern. Your…mate," Another grin, "Is our primary target."

My fists clench at the thought of them torturing Everly. She promised me she'd fight, that was enough for now. It's my turn to help.

I quickly form a plan, I'd mostly wing it, but some planning helps.

"I have a proposition for you." I say boldly.

Johnson is caught off guard by the statement. He looks shocked for a moment before a dismissive grin replaces the look.

"I don't think you are in any position to bargain, Jared."

"It's worth your while." I shoot back.

He internally debates with himself briefly before nodding to me.

"Let Everly live." Johnson immediately raises a hand to interject. "Kill me instead." His hand slowly returns to his side and her looks perplexed.

"You can complete the experiments on me, but let her go."

I'm willing to do anything to save Everly, even if it means giving my own life. She deserves to live, her life is worth more than mine any day. She shouldn't be forced with death so young .

"Why?" Johnson finally asks, breaking the silence.

"I love her. And she doesn't need to go through that shit." I say coldly.

To my astonishment, he nods. "Deal. Everly will be set free and you will take her place." His cunning grin returns. He leans in close, his face nearly touching mine. "I'm glad we will have an opportunity to experiment on a more willing specimen."

He goes to the door and is about to open it when the female lab assistant who angered Johnson earlier, enters.

"Sir! You'll be glad to know we have successfully completed the cure." She holds out a white medical kit. Inside is the injection, the injection that will save Everly's life, with only black foam surrounding it for security.

A new idea comes to mind, far better than the first, far riskier as well.

Johnson looks pleased and nods to the girl. "Very good, Samantha. We have a new project though."

"Oh?" She looks puzzled but willing to try whatever Johnson deems acceptable.

"Our friend Jared here had opted take Everly's place during the experiments. That won't be a problem, will it?"

In that superior grin I realize how cunning and untrustworthy Johnson truly is. He's manipulating every person in the complex, he probably had Bake wrapped around his finger as well.

Samantha looks at me. She is frowning, had I not known her, I would have thought she actually felt sorry for me. Then a small smile of support on her lips, she looks almost sympathetic. "Not at all." She whisper. Did she sound upset, or was it just my imagination?

"Good. Help me wheel him to the lab." She quietly complies and goes to the end of the gurney by my face. Johnson is fiddling with a PDA he just pulled out of his pocket.

"Can you loosen these?" I whisper to her. She looks down at me nervously.

"They're cutting into my skin. I think I might be bleeding."

"I really can't…"

"Please." I know how pathetic I sound, but I'm hoping it works to my advantage. I'm not oblivious to the obvious. I know how appealing I appear to humans. I can see Samantha is no exception to my rugged good looks.

She bites her lip then nods. She loosens the right one slightly, barely enough room to wiggle my wrist.

ON my left wrist she is much more generous. She sighs then, with a brief hesitation, loosens the binding much more than needed. I look into her eyes, she smiles the tiniest bit.

"Fake it." I mouth. She nods and braces herself. I jerk my arm up and smack her away. She cries out and skids across the floor.

Johnson looks over and glares at me.

I rip the left cuff off and jump up/ The dizziness subsided a while ago and I'm prepared to fight.

I lunge forward for Johnson, he hits an alarm as I slam into him. I push him against the floor, I'm laying on top of him.

A red light flashes and a deafening alarm sounds.

I glare over Johnson. He returns a measured stare back.

"Fuck you." I say and clamp my jaws over his throat. His gasp is barely heard over the crunch and squeeze as I rip a chunk of flesh from his neck and blood gushed from his throat.

He's gasping and I can hear Samantha screaming from across the room, half in pain, half in fear of seeing Johnson murdered.

I grab the case that contains the cure. I snap the locks open and grab the syringe. I fold it in a piece of foam and stuff into my shirt.

All this happened in less than two minutes.

I dart out of the room and quickly dodge the rampage of guards that bombard me as I exit.

Some are shouting and pointing at me while most don't hesitate to aim their loaded guns at me. When will they learn it won't work?

I hear an explosion and a bullet fires into my back, it stuns me momentarily but I remain running.

I can see a door at the end of the hallway. I push myself to run faster. I'm at the door quickly.

"Quick shut the door!" A guard yells.

I'm nearly at the doorway. I can see the metal door hidden within the frame.

"Shut the fucking door!" He screams again.

Too late. I'm through it just as an idiotic guard obeys the order. Locking me out of the corridor and separating me from the guards.

When I jumped through the door a fell and I'm now laying on the tiled ground. I can still hear the guards screaming on the other side.

I utter a sigh, then laugh, I made it! I push myself up. I can't celebrate now, the guards will open that door soon enough.

Hopefully, I'll be with Everly, far away from this complex by then.

Yay Chapter 12 is finally up! Hope you guys liked it, IM sorry it took so long, lots of crap going on. I've already started prep for chapter 13 so hopefully that'll be up soon. As always review and tell me what you think. Thanks so much for all the otehr reveiws i have gotten, they make it worth while ;)