AN: So I'm trying something new with this chapter hence why it's going to be short. You'll figure out what it is as you read, but I would like to get feedback on this. Anything helps.
"Prisoner 001" a voice said, "Why are you resisting treatment?" The prisoner shakes her head, this wasn't the help they'd promised. This was hell.. "Your sister is dead. It's time to move on. It's time to put it all behind you and help us. Help us help you." The voice says. She shakes her head again. Then screams as electricity runs through her body. The collar shuts off and she's left gasping for air. "You work for the BCI now. You are property."
"NO" she screams. It's been the same thing for the past three weeks since she was captured. They wake her up and make her demonstrate her powers on people. Sometimes Conduits, other times humans. If she refuses, they shock her through the collar around her neck. If she complies they let her rest and give her food. She doesn't know why they're doing this; all they're doing is helping her hone her powers more. At this point it doesn't matter, the stronger she gets, the faster she can break out of here and find her sister. Though she doesn't know where here is. The cell she is kept in is always lit, and padded. The observation room isn't bright, there's enough light that they can see her, but not enough where she can use some of her more deadly powers. She hates it, but most of all hates what they do. They repeat it like a mantra. Her sister is dead and it's all the demons fault. They say they want to help her, and sometimes she believes it. She keeps thinking about the mission she and her sister went on, just reconnaissance. But it turned bad really quick.
The last thing she remembered before her capture was being overrun by Chunts. Next thing she knows her sister is on the ground reaching towards her. Her pristine white hair was covered in ash and blood. Then a violent flash of light and she was gone, it didn't look like she teleported. More like a suicide blast. The prisoner didn't want to believe her sister was dead, but the evidence was rock solid.
The woman on the intercom sighs. It's a heavy sound, laden with frustration. "Open the gate. Allow subject 012 into the area" She says to someone. The girl shakes her head she doesn't like what is going to happen. The gate at the end of the observation room opens up. A man stumbles in, dressed in a yellow jumpsuit. Another Conduit. "Prisoner 012, if you manage to kill prisoner 001 you will be set free." The mans face lights up. Of course it does, who wouldn't kill to get out of here? But he can't kill her. He barely knows how to use his powers, and she's had months of practice.
He hurls a fireball at her, which she easily avoids. She doesn't want to do this but they make her. She has to keep defying them until Victoria and Cole come to get her.' Victoria can't be dead, she can't be. Cole didn't send us to our deaths, knowingly. He wouldn't do that' she thinks. The man dashes over to her, taking her hesitation as a weakness. He throws a punch her way; she steps to the side and shoves a sword she'd manifested out of the void, into his chest. He twists out of the way, her blade only scraping him. He backs away, wary of this girl. He charges again, this time she gazes into his eyes. He meets her gaze and instantly regrets it. She knows meeting her gaze when she activates this power, is like looking into the abyss. She sees everything she needs to know, his fears, insecurities and worst memories.
She sighs and brings up his deepest fear and makes him relive the torment over and over. She never looks at what the fear is; she just knows what chemicals in the brain to mess with. Right now he's reliving his fear. He drops to the floor, tears streaming down his face. Prisoner 001 walks over to prisoner 012, and stabs him through the heart to give him a quick death. She lets a few tears fall for her sister. She has to face the fact. Victoria Lavernge is dead because Cole McGrath sent them to their deaths. It was a suicide mission and he knew it. Her sister died trying to protect her, and here she was, in the hands of the fucking BCI. She lets out a scream laden with grief and tears begin to fall. 'Damn him, damn him to Hell for letting us die.' She thinks.
A sound of clapping is heard. "Good job Alexandria, I'm impressed." She shudders. She hates the sound of the woman's voice. It sounds like a nail being dragged on a chalkboard.
"Alexandria is dead. She died when Victoria died." she says defeated.
The woman smiles behind the observation window. "You're learning. From now on you are no longer a prisoner, but a full agent of the BCI. Welcome to the team, Wraith."
"Will I get to kill him?" Wraith asks.
"In due time, child. For now you need to rest up."