Rayla- around the same time
I stood there looking around, and there was nothing but a wall as far as the eye could see. I looked around to see nothingness and it all creeped me out. Its like one of those white rooms where it was supper bright but only there was no bright light no nothing here. I looked along the wall still not moving from where I was standing to see a door. There wasn't really any light coming from under it all you could see was cracks where the edges were. In any situation like this a door good or bad?
This room didn't feel good. I didn't get the warm fuzziness or blinding white light. Where is the super long tunnel the one everyone says they see before they die? I could still feel everything, breathing, room temperature, heart beat all of that. What was it about this door that just didn't feel right. In this case DOOR=BAD.
For some reason my feet didn't agree with me. I found myself walking towards the door and now reaching for it. As I came closer and closer still, to it pushing it open. As it swung open I could see four walls. The room wasn't big and it was dimly lit like the light you get through a window in the morning as the sun is barely coming up. There was man standing off to the side, he had his back turned to me. Just barely in front of him was this thing. This thing wasn't like anything I had ever come against out on missions and I've seen a lot of what people would call 'creepy shit'.
This feeling was strange, the same feeling I got about the door I got about it. As if it was the door. This beast, creature what ever it was starred at me. I stood up against a counter that was only out about six inches from the wall. I watched it out of the corner of my vision. Not getting a really good look at it afraid that if I did it would snap. Its head was rounded at the top and came down pointed almost with out a nose and a slit for his mouth. Its chin rounded under that. Its eyes were all white but they hallow at the same time. Its skin was smooth I think. It had long legs and he sat like a dog. His chest was covered in blood. Not like a stab wound but as if it had recently killed something. I know that because I know the smell of blood anywhere. It continued to stare at me, and I didn't want to move.
The man started talking. I kept my eyes on him as if he could distract me from what was sitting in front of me. I tried to concentrate on his words but I couldn't understand him. None of this makes sense. I couldn't tell you why this was happening to me and I couldn't make since of it. All the facts in front of me freaked me out. I watched him hoping I would come to and be able to understand what he was saying. He moved but never moved into enough light for me to see his face. His clothing was dark, I couldn't really tell what he was wearing. I don't know if that even mattered.
"you must know. I'm reinstating this in you. That you control everything!" he said and I snapped up, almost popping to looking at him. Still couldn't see his face. "everything?" I asked, and it seemed as I tried almost crawl up the small counter behind me. "everything in you knows you control your own actions and what happens in your life. You control everything that happens to you. And everything around you." he stated and I realized that the speech he was giving me must have been some type of pep talk and I somehow missed its meaning till now. "everything…even him?" I asked pointing to the beast in front of me acknowledging its existence. I could see him shake his head. "yes, even him…now if there anything else. I'd like to go now" he stated and I looked down at the creature to see him growl. I wasn't able to see his teeth till now. Lets just say they're not something you want to come up against. "yea lets get out here" I said and the man turned to walk out of the door.
Before either of us could react the creature had us pinned against the wall. Its claws dug into my chest and I looked down at it, to see its face at our waist and rising. Its seemed as if it was putting its full weight on my chest and I couldn't move. If it was anything else I would have had this thing on its stomach or it would be dead. I didn't like this. I didn't like being paralyzed in my own fear. I could feel my skin break under its nails as it rose up to my shoulder. Its breath was ice cold and it smelled of rotten eggs. I reared my head up away from it as far as I could. Which was only a few or more inches. Its teeth was blood stained. I could see they were sharp but there was no pattern to them. There was no jaw line like a animal or human.
As it came up to my ear, its claw wrapped around my neck. I knew the man was still there because I could feel his shoulder against mine. He was just as trapped as me. The beast claw tightened and my breathing became strained. I closed my eyes praying that it would just let go and go away. That I would some how snap out of this paralytic state and kill it. It was like it was waiting for me to do something. Its grip tightened cutting off my air. I couldn't breathe. It let out a growl something fierce and then everything was gone and I woke up.
As I laid there on the floor looking around, I felt sluggish. All I could see was four walls, I could tell how small the room was. they were Cement…cold… grey… walls. So I was dreaming. Thank god I was dreaming. I struggled sit up and against the wall I was closest to. There was this thick murky wet smell that I couldn't place. I couldn't tell you if it was night or day because the only light in the room was a small flickering light bulb above me. Since all the walls looked the same and were pretty close together I assumed the entrance to this cage was above me. This is primitive even for umbrella. I guess what I did was that bad.
The floor started to move and I was rising towards the light. My back dragged against the wall till I fell over scared I was going to be crushed against the metal grating. I closed my eyes as tightly as I could as the grating and flickering light came closer. When I didn't feel anything I opened my eyes again blinded by a brilliant bright white light. I could barely see.
Two figures appeared over me, they were wearing all white as they grabbed my arms and legs lifting me up. My head flopped to one side as my feeble attempts to fight them off was ignored. They slammed me onto a flat surface and proceeded to strap me in. It seemed as quickly as they appeared they were gone. I blinked hard a few times, and tried to see something that might have been familiar. Only all of this was all too familiar. White room, strange men and being doped up. All I could think of is when Dr Isacs was going to walk though the strange door that came out of nowhere.
There was a gush and sliding sound behind me as the familiar door opened and someone walked in. their footsteps were soft almost non-existent as if I were imagining the entire thing. Was I? there was another sound behind him, like wheels or something as he or she stopped next to me. I didn't look up at him. I didn't want to. I didn't want to know what was going to happen and I didn't want to hear his speeches if had any. I would rather be back in that damn hole then here.
"hello" he said, and his voice was smoother then I expected it to be. "welcome to rehab?" he said as he opened up something up and metal clanked and moved around before it settled. "Kale, I want you to tell me one thing. Then all this can stop, and you will return to your team as if nothing ever happened" he stated by now he was standing over me. As of right now he looked like a normal guy. He was wearing a all white jacket with glasses. "what is your Objective?" he asked me and I looked dead at him. Defiance came to mind and as of right now it might not be the brightest idea but I couldn't think of anything else. "I have no objective" I said, and I barely understood my own voice. My words slurred together in some strange montage I didn't recognize.
He sighed, a little. "ok" he said putting on glasses. He reached for something to his side and brought it back around. I couldn't see what it was but that didn't matter because he just stuck a needle in the side of my neck. I grunted trying to clear my throat as a rush of pure adrenaline poured though me. My eyes widened and I was more awake then ever. I could feel, but it was becoming increasingly hard to move. I tried moving my fingers mouth toes anything. It seemed as if they weren't there. As if my brain wasn't in command.
HE walked to feet holding a scalpel. My feet were bare the man dragged the sharp end of the scalpel from heel to toe not breaking skin looking for a reaction. I looked at him from what little I could use to move. "you can feel that" he asked, "yes" I said angrily as I realized my speech returned to me. "what in the hell did you do to me" I asked him an I sounded completely like myself. "My own little mix. Something that will keep you coherent ,paralyzed and a complexity that even you can't heal from immediately" he stated and my eyes starred him down as he walked over to me.
He looked at my arm then back at the scalpel. Grabbing a hold of my arm with his hand he sliced into my arm. Slowly he dragged it to my wrist and I felt the skin scorch as split around the knife till he stopped. I bit my lip as hard as my teeth would let me. Everything in me told me to scream, but I looked away not giving him the satisfaction. As the scalpel sliced into my skin again I looked down at my arm. The same feeling of skin forcefully parting around the metal as the other slit in my arm gushed blood. I took in a deep breath as I felt the knife go in my arm for a third time. Pain surged up my arm to my shoulder and I bit back a moan.
"This is some method of rehabilitation" I said as I looked up to the ceiling trying to fight back tears that should be flowing freely at the amount of pain pushing its way up. I looked at him again as if to say 'is that all you got?' He nodded and walked back over to his whatever it was.
As he came back he was smiling. I looked down at my arm again. I couldn't tell by looking at it what the damage was because it was all bleeding so severely. The cuts were deep and close together but they were staring to go numb so the agony was almost over for now. He was standing over me with two small bottles. I couldn't focus to read the labels. He lifted my shirt and folded it up. He took one bottle and poured most of its contents onto my stomach. HE didn't care that most of it rolled off as he opened the second bottle and poured it on my stomach where he poured the first one.
"its slow at first. Slowly you might feel a slight tingle" he said then paused for his dramatic effect. I starred at him defiantly as the tingle started. "then a burn" he stated as he walked over to my arm and started to wipe up the blood across my arm. The burn didn't hurt near as much as the unwanted touch and cleaning. I bit back a scream and grunted in the back of my throat instead. "then its going to start slowly eating away you skin. To attack you muscles, eating away and breaking down tissues." he continued. I could feel it doing just that. I laughed a little, this shit sucks. God it hurts burns. I was glad I couldn't see my stomach.
As an area on my stomach continued to burn he finished stitching up the cuts in my arm. I looked like sliced meat. then picked up his scalpel again. Walking too my feet he made several small swipes at my foot. It wasn't until he back away and seconds later I closed my eyes tightly as my foot surged raw pain worst then my arm. He moved to my left foot and repeated the movements. I could feel the cuts weren't deep but pain surged though my feet to my calves and then some. I sucked in a sharp breath and panted for mins there after. I wasn't even paying attention to my stomach and I felt the rash of small holes seeping into my insides eating away tissue.
More then anything I wanted to move. I wanted to explode off of this table and run as fast and as hard as I could out of here. But I couldn't. "I'm finished for now" and it was as if a wave of relief came over me. He poured something over my stomach and I felt this strange cooling from the burn and the burn seemed to fade a little. "just so this doesn't eat you away" he said as two large men came into the room and they unstraped me. They placed me on the cement floor and I tried to sit up but couldn't. The two men shaped my body into a ball in the center of it. And the floor began to descend.
I don't know how long I've been down here. I looked at my arm to see the that its starting to heal around the stitches. I wanted to pull them out. I lifted my shirt to see what damage was done there, to see a large dotted burn along my side. Speckled in some areas thick holes in others. Most of it was already filled in. I rubbed the top of my foot along the bottom of the other to feel nothing but ridges that weren't there before. They weren't as deep so they healed the fastest. I would think if I wasn't feeling like shit I would just stand and jump out of here. Hitting the grate hard enough to have myself hanging off the its hinges. I guess that's wishful thinking.
I didn't want to be here anymore. I don't want to be in this god damn hole. I want to be home with Isabella and Dominick. I want to be normal. As I shifted to possibly be a little more comfortable sitting against the wall. I could hear machinery shift as something clicked into place above me. I looked up but couldn't tell what it was. As I looked back down waiting for the floor to start moving, a cold very wet rush of water hit my head. Startled I moved to a corner using each side to push my self up. Standing I looked up to see the river of water flowing into my small cage.
It was filling quickly, the water was already up to my calf and still climbing. There was at least another 10 feet above my head. I could float, then hold my breath. when it came down to it but I wouldn't last long in my exhausted state and state of mind. I shook slightly from the cold chill of the water. I take that back fucking freezing water as it rose above my waist. I held my arms across my chest trying to hold in the heat almost. As it escaped my teeth chattering body. This is just not what I had expected them to do. As the water reached my neck just as quickly as it came above my waist I could feel my feet come off the floor. The water continued to rise as I was being lifted to the metal grating.
The closer it came the more I kicked or tried to. The freezing water felt like tiny knives all over my skin and it was becoming increasing hard to move. It was numbing almost. My lungs seemed to be compressed in as the water tightened around my chest. I reached up as I was able to touch the gate. I stuck my finger threw it holding myself up out of the water. I strained to hold myself a float as I was still running out of time and quickly.
As I held myself there I thought this is how I was going to die. Not in fight, not on a mission but in a hole. I shook the grate thinking I could loosen it. My attempts were ineffective and the water had me holding on as my head pressed against the top of the grate. I titled myself side ways so I could breathe what little air I had left. Then took the long three breaths I could before I water over took me.
I shut my eyes hard as I floated in the water looking up out the grate. I think I water finally stopped flowing into my small cage. I could already feel the pain in my chest as my body was trying to force itself to breathe. It had only been minutes, seconds later I could do nothing open my mouth in an uncontrolled fit to try and breath the oxygen that wasn't there. My lungs burst into fire as water filled what should have been air. My conscious was starting to fade in and out. My heart seemed to beat out of my chest then slowed as the murky water became black.
Something was hitting my chest, something was hitting my chest hard as I was jolted into consciousness. I gasped for air but my air ways was still blocked by water. I was rolled onto my side as I coughed outward seeing water rush out in front of me. I took my first breath as it felt like a blaze was sent though my chest as I struggled to intake more and more air. As quickly as I took a breath I was put into a ball again. I didn't look up to see who or what had revived me. I looked to my side to see I was already descending into the hole that has been my prison cell for the past however long I've been down here. Would they put me down here only to do it again?
I laid there not moving, barely breathing still trying to recover. I coughed up more and more water. The cell was far from dry. And there was still a small puddle by my feet. Make it stop, someone please make it stop.
I still wasn't feeling like myself and I know they keeping me doped up now so I don't heal as quickly and I can't fight back. God I would fight back if I could, but the want to just want to give up was slightly grater. As I sat there I starred at the wall across from me. The shape of the beast seemed to mirror in front of me as he watched me laughing at my torment. I closed my eyes hoping he would go away but it seemed as if his white eyes peered through mine. It was no use. Was I going to be stuck down here for ever.
Time seemed to bleed together, seconds turned into hours. Hours could have turned into days and I wouldn't know. They haven't done or attempted anything I was starting to think they would just leave me here to rot in my insanity. I wouldn't put it past them. I ended up where I must have put thousands of creatures before me.
As the wall begin to move again there was some hope that seemed to flow though my body. Maybe they've given up. Maybe my mother has found out what there doing and is here to stop all of this before it went any further. The grate was removed and there was the same bright white room around me. Two men returned to my side as they picked me up setting me in a chair. Wishing I could move more then the subtle movements of my eyes and chest from breathing. What I would give for a glass of water.
The man walked into the room as they were still strapping me in. "kale, we meet again" he stated and walked around me so I could see him. I starred holes into his chest as I forced to look at the man standing in front of me. "I'm going to ask you one question kale" he said and I knew what was coming next. "what is your objective" he questioned and waited for his answer. I closed my eyes and didn't say anything. Then opened them again to see him patiently waiting for my answer. I still didn't say anything. "only you can make this stop. Only you can stop your pain. Answer my question." he stated. His voice still soothing sounding more of want then anything else. I still didn't say anything.
"as you wish" he stated then put a ball in my mouth and the strap around my head. He turned and nodded to someone. As soon as he did I felt of surge of heat burn through my body. My muscles tensed as it was hard to move. Electrocuted, I was being fucking electrocuted. The current wasn't strong but it hurt. As it stopped my heart raced. I tried to breathe though my nose and around the ball in my mouth. My whole body hurt, but I have the ping in the back of my head of the feeling that he wasn't done. Small beads of sweat formed on my forehead anticipating the next wave of electricity.
"Kale" he said in a sweet sing song voice. "do you want to answer the question now Kale" he said as he stood in front of me again. This first current was small. I don't move or say anything. He turned and looked over his shoulder again. As soon as he did another surge of heat flowed though my body and I could feel my muscles lock up. IT hurts, oh my god it FUCKIN HURTS.
As I opened my eyes slowly I looked around to see my four grey walls. I brought my legs up to my chest and hugged them to me tightly. All this over a fucking job. A fucking job that I told them I didn't want to do anymore. I told them that I quit. Why'd I tell them that I quit.
I laid there looking up at the wall to see my beast laughing mocking my weakness. This was all my fault. I just want them to stop. Please make them stop. I didn't even realize I was being brought back to the god forgotten white room. With the demented men that have been my captors. I held myself in a tighter ball then before hoping I wouldn't be moved by the two men that normally came into view.
They picked me up and stood me against the table as the man walked in. I hung my head limply as the man walked in and stood in front of me. Should I say it. Should I say what he's been asking me to say for how ever long I've been here.
"your still human you know. You will die here but only by your choosing" he said as the men placed my limp body on the table. He stood over me, "kale what is you objective" he asked quickly but I could still understand him. This is the first time I could hear anger in his voice so I was frightened as to what came next. They didn't strap my head down to I tilted it to one side looking up at him with pleading eyes almost. Pleading for him to stop. Could I bring myself to say it.
He shook his head slightly and took something out of his pocket. It was small button. Suddenly I could feel several small punctures in my back. My eyes widened with anticipation as e starred down at me waiting for me to say something. I didn't as he pressed the button they went into my back further hitting muscle. I closed my eyes tightly as he pressed it again, a scream left my throat in a cry out of pain. He pressed the button again as the needle retracted, and again as they must have shifted into new positions as I felt several different area break on their contact. I cried out again, the coughed and felt blood collect in my throat. I choked it up. And closed my eyes tightly as tears streamed down me face. He did it again, and again. An I don't know how much longer I could take of this. Tears flowed freely along with sobs I couldn't control anymore.
"what is your objective" he asked me getting close to my ear. I breathed for seconds there after or tried to. I know I lungs had been punctured several times over. "to….pro..tect…an serve…my hive" I managed to get out. And he stood up pressing a button and felt the needles retract out of my back. "good girl" he said as if I was his dog and had retrieved a stick. I looked up at him tired and weak. "now the fun begins" he said and I looked up at him confused. Isn't that what he wanted. I thought it would stop. God what have I gotten myself into. The man put a set of glasses over my eyes and before I could react to anything there was this blinding white light.
Tanya- same day
I don't know how long Rayla has been in the hospital. Chairman saufley didn't notify me till today. As I walked into the room behind him I looked at Rayla who was sleeping and look ever so peaceful. "her wounds will be healed within a matter of hours. She will have a short recovery period before she's released back into general population" he stated then continued to speak. I had no hate for the man. The harm she was outside of the realm of my help and this had to be done. We had no choice I but to do it. I looked up at the doctor who walked into the room. He walked to the other side of the bed and stood there looking up at us waiting for chairman Saufley to finish speaking. "once I feel she is ready she will continue where I left off" Saufley stated then turned to me.
"Kale, Kale wake up" the doctor said softly. Rayla slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him. "how are you feeling" the doctor questioned. "tired" she said as closed her eyes for a long moment then opened them again. She sounded as weak as she looked. "that's to be expected. What about pain?" he continued to question, "not as bad as before" she answered her voice cracking with the last word. I looked over her body of what wasn't covered by blanket.
Three long scars starched from the fold of rays elbow to her palm. It pained to think that those scars were only some of what she endured. I didn't want any of this to happen, but once again we had no other choice.
As I stood there the doctor continued to question her. Ray answered what she could which wasn't much. I wanted to ask why but then I realized they must have conducted a short term memory wipe. I wondered how much they had forced her to forget. I walked up to the bed as the doctor finished. Ray slowly rolled her head looking up at me. "Mama when can I go home?" she asked her breathing still staggered and catching on the last word. "soon" I said, I hated lying to her. "where is dad?" she questioned, "you'll see him soon honey" I stated, lying again knowing she would probly never see him again.
"Rayla Kale. My Name is chairman Saufley. I am here to help you readjust back into life at the hive" he stated. Rayla looked up at me then back to Saufley confused. "This isn't going to be hard. You'll completely understand everything within a matter of days" he stated and she nodded in agreement. "ok" she said and looked up at me again. Taking a deep staggered breath as she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
A few days later-
As I walked down the line of soldiers I looked in their eye to see fierce want for something they were going to have to go after. One of many missions I have sent them on. many of them were the same but this one was entirely different. These men were to take on an infestation in the jungle before it was to reach the our own doorstep. Many of them wont survive, those who do won't possibly won't come back the same.
Among the men was Rayla's old team. They stood at the end. As I reached the end of the ranks I stopped at a familiar face. She looked at me, "Chairman" she said without smiling. Never once has Rayla called me chairman. She nodded her head and walked out in front of the men. Standing in front of me. "This is the team you have chosen to go" she stated as she turned back to me. I looked into her eyes and tried to find the daughter I once knew. The daughter I knew to be so full of passion for life, personality was gone and replaced with this mindless drone. "yes" I stated, only I wanted to ask her several questions to full fill my need to know she might still exist behind the stone cold eyes. She starred at me for a moment, "chairman, Are you ok" she asked me. I nodded yes and turned to walk away. "LETS MOVE" she yelled. Then the men walked past me and to the elevator doors that would take them to the hanger bay.
Rayla stayed behind for moment looking at me. "Did you want us to bring you back a subordinate" she asked. "no, I already have a few of them. Kill them all" I stated. She nodded then followed the rest of the men. I walked in the opposite direction in slight shock. 'I know she knows who I am. I know she knows who I am.' I repeated to myself as I walked to the elevator. Did we make a mistake? Will I ever have my daughter back again? Or will she become the killing machine Umbrella always wanted.
I couldn't think about that now. Just knowing that she is well and better off then she was bring me some comfort. I have no doubt in her abilities. I had a new group of pregnant women to take care of, and another group after that. At least they were a distraction to this. Lets go find out who my lab team started in the program today.
I tried to show the darker side of umbrella in this chapter, not sure how good i did tho, so let me know. I think i'm to light hearted, and I might not be demented enough. I'm working on the last chapter for this three part segment and hopin i can get it up today. Hit me up with some reviews and tell me what you think so far. Enjoy -Ray