Nightmares

It was about midnight. Morticon had just finished testing weapons on Kari and Tony. He had thrown away most of the gadgets, but he was able to select a bunch of painful and powerful weapons for his project. A robot took the weapons and brought them to the veiled entity in the far end of the room. Soon after, Metamorph and The Commander approached Morticon.

"Splendid. Everything is going according to plan." exclaimed the cyborg.

"When will it be ready?" The Commander questioned.

"Patience my friends. We must not rush something so delicate. We must be absolutely certain of its destructiveness."

"What of the two kids sir?"

"I'm glad you asked Metamorph." said Morticon. "Please bring them back to their cells. They look really exhausted and need a nice long rest.

Morticon let out a sadistic chuckle before walking away. The Commander followed after him. Metamorph clapped his hands. Two androids made their way up to him

"Unshackle the prisoners and follow me with them." he commanded.

The robots did. A semiconscious Tony and a dazed Kari were hoisted on to the robot's shoulders. Tony and Kari looked horrible and miserable. They have been subjected to brutal and excruciating tests for Morticon's weapons. Whenever he wasn't satisfied, he would order his robot followers to make adjustments before testing it on them again, with added pain the next time.

Kari and Tony felt excruciating pain surge throughout their body. They have been through so much that they would happily accept death than continue with the torture. Bruises, cuts, lacerations, and marks were all throughout their body. Their clothes were ruined.

When they arrived at their cell, the robots placed them down on the ground. Metamorph slammed the door shut, laughing loudly on his way out.

Tony tried to get to his feet. It was hard enough for him to get on his knees. The pain was so unbearable he collapsed on the ground. Kari slowly crawled to him. It hurt just as much, but she was able to make it to his side.

"Tony, that was horrible." she cried. "I thought I was going to die. I wanted to die. I never felt so . . ." she couldn't finish.

Tony managed to sit up. "I know Kari. Those three are sick human beings. They had no right to treat us like animals."

"Why couldn't they just be merciful and ended it for us."

Kari looked at her friend. Her eyes were shedding with tears.

"Kari . . ." sighed Tony, clinging to her in an attempt to comfort her. "we can't give up hope. Our parents are still looking for us. We'll be rescued. I promise."

Kari sniffled, "I wish this nightmare would end."

"Me too Kari. Me too."

Back aboard the yacht, Violet had a very hard time falling asleep. When she did, she began to dream.

Violet was standing in a park filled with green grass, playgrounds, flowers, and people. She took in a breath of fresh air. She saw Kari swinging on the swings. Tony was beside her. Both waved at Violet. The young girl happily skipped over to them. Suddenly, the ground began to shake from under them. Violet lost her balance and fell to the ground. She tried to get to her feet.

When she did, The Commander and Metamorph appeared from out of nowhere in front of the swing-set. The Commander grabbed Tony and Kari and hoisted them into the air. People all over the park ran for their lives away from the park. Robots emerged from under the ground and started trashing the area.

Violet was scared. She was about to hide behind a tree and change into her Super Suit when she realized that it wasn't with her. She wasn't wearing it under her clothes. She was about to dash to the rescue when a bunch of robots piled on top of her. They pinned her to the ground. Violet tried to struggle free but to no avail.

Morticon hovered down from the sky in front of The Commander and Metamorph. His eyes met Violet's. He let out a terrifying roar of laughter. He then raised his arm into the air and gave a thumbs-down sign.

Metamorph nodded, and turned his arms into rifles. He aimed them at Tony and Kari. Violet tried with all of her might to break free from the robots. She tried forming a force field to protect her friends, regardless of her risking her identity. However, she couldn't do it. She was powerless. Tears came flowing down her eyes. Metamorph had just fired his rifles. The young girl's eyes widened in terror.

Then suddenly, Violet woke up. She darted up in bed, panting heavily. She had sweat running down her head.

"It was just a nightmare Violet. Get a hold of yourself. It isn't real. It wasn't real."

Violet looked at the clock. It was 7:00 AM. She decided it was time to begin searching for her friends. Violet got out of bed, placed her mask on her face, and left the yacht. She stepped on to the sandy beach, looking at the jungle ahead of her. She sighed and ventured into the jungle.