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Fate—Chapter 5
Mimi was sleeping very soundly after a day of doing more work than she could ever remember doing in one day, despite the fact that the ground of the claustrophobic cell she was in was both icy cold and hard. At least, she was sleeping soundly until a Droglidite officer kicked her forcefully in the ribs. She yelped in surprise and pain as her hazel eyes shot open.
"Shut up," the officer growled. He bent down, squeezed her arm extremely hard and yanked her to her feet. "You're coming with me."
Mimi sighed, but did not resist as the officer led her out of the cell and into the long hallway. He appeared to be somewhat peeved, but over what she had no idea. I did everything they told me to do, she bitterly thought. Do they expect me to enjoy working for them?
The two of them walked down the hallway and through the heavy door at the end of the prison block. Mimi was a little surprised at this. She had been told she would not be allowed out of the prison block until "she'd proven herself worthy of the privilege," yet here she was stepping out of the prison block her first night at this awful place. She knew there was no way they could have gotten to trust her that soon.
The man was not loosening his grip on her arm and she irritably thought: I'm going to get bruises. But bruises turned out to be the least of her worries when she was rudely shoved through yet another door. The room behind the door was quite nice looking with its lavishly carpeted floor and peach-colored walls. It almost made Mimi forget she was in a military base. A tall woman stood across the room. She was quite pretty, with long, black hair and a trim figure. She was towering over… "Koushiro!" Mimi cried upon seeing her friend.
Koushiro turned to look at Mimi and received a slap across the
face from the woman. "This is your last
chance. Tell me where are they?" she shrieked.
"I already told you, I
don't know!" Koushiro angrily shouted, then braced himself as the woman slapped
him again.
"Rothena, I have
brought the other one, as you requested," the officer murmured.
Rothena pushed Koushiro back
and pinned him against the wall with her left arm before turning to look over
at Mimi. "Excellent work," she
growled. "Bring her here and you may
take your leave."
Once again, Mimi was rudely
shoved forward. She was sent sprawling
onto the ground in front of Rothena, then she was yanked forcefully to her feet
by her long hair. Mimi screamed in pain
and surprise. Rothena did not lessen
her grip on her hair in the slightest.
"Leave her alone!"
Koushiro shouted, only to receive an elbow in the face. His lip began to bleed freely.
"Silence!" Rothena
roared. "If you will not tell me, then
she will."
"What gives you the
idea that she's going to know any more about it than me?"
Rothena elbowed Koushiro
again in the face before saying to Mimi: "I want to know where your two friends
are."
"H-here?" Mimi
fearfully stammered.
The answer caused Rothena to
pull hard on Mimi's hair and she shouted: "they are not here! I want to know where they have gone!"
"I don't know!"
"You're lying."
"No I'm not. Really, I don't know where they are if
they're not here! OW!" Mimi gasped as
Rothena lifted her by the hair so the two of them were face to face.
"You will tell me where they are," she hissed.
Mimi felt embarrassed as
tears began to stream from her eyes. "I
don't know! I don't!" she wailed.
"Liar!" Rothena
bellowed as she shook Mimi, never allowing the poor girl's feet to touch the
ground.
"Leave her alone!"
Koushiro shouted above Mimi's cries of pain.
Rothena dropped Mimi to the
ground and turned to face Koushiro. "I
told you to be silent!" she cried, raising her hand to hit him
again. Just as she was about to bring
down her wrath against him, the door of her office opened and an officer
appeared.
"We have found the
boy," he stated. "What shall we do to
him as punishment?"
"What about the
girl? What happened to the girl?"
"We could not—"
"FIND HER!"
"Y-yes ma'am," the
officer trembled. "The boy is awaiting
punishment," he added before running
out of the office.
Rothena had held her hand
above Koushiro the whole time. She
still had him pinned against the wall with her left arm. Instead of hitting him, she snatched his
arm, then bent down and jerked Mimi to her feet. "Come with me," he muttered, pulling the two children behind
her. "You're going to find out what
will happen to you if you ever attempt to escape."
Mimi had no choice, as
Rothena was incredibly strong. Her
scalp was still throbbing and she had no idea what was going on. She looked over to Koushiro, her eyes still
wet with tears. His lip was still
bleeding, coloring his chin a bright red color. He looked exhausted.
The two of them were herded
into a room that was all white. The
only feature it bared was a small steel table in the center of the room. That was when Rothena finally let go of
them. She exited the room, leaving them
alone for the moment.
"Koushiro, what is
going on?" Mimi cried as soon as the tall woman had left the room.
"It appears that
Yamato and Hikari escaped, or at least they tried to. I'm assuming Yamato was caught."
Mimi couldn't hold back the
flood of tears that was building in her eyes any longer. She began crying harder than she'd ever
cried in her life and buried her face in Koushiro's shoulder.
Koushiro was a little
embarrassed to have Mimi crying on his shoulder, but he allowed her to do so
anyway.
"It'll be OK," he
whispered, even though he himself wasn't entirely convinced.
"Koushiro, we're going
to be here forever," Mimi wailed, the words muffled as she still had her face
against Koushiro's shoulder.
"We'll get out of
this…somehow. It sounds like Hikari
escaped and there's no reason we can't do the same."
Mimi pulled away from
Koushiro and sniffled a little, wiping the last of her tears away from her
eyes. "I'm scared, Koushiro," she
whispered. "I'm scared."
Koushiro lowered his gaze to
the ground and quietly replied: "so am I, Mimi. So am I."
Rothena suddenly entered the
room, one of her large hands tightly wrapped around Yamato's throat. He was struggling to get away from her, but
it was a futile effort. In less than a
minute Rothena had forced him onto the table. Quickly, she tied him down with a thick leather strap across his chest
that pinned his arms down to his sides. She moved down to his legs and began strapping them down as well. Yamato, still struggling, managed to kick
her full in the face.
Rothena pulled away quickly
and clapped her hand over the place just under her eye. Blood streamed from between her
fingers. She hovered over Yamato for a
moment, looking down at his face. He
stiffened as some of her blood dripped onto his face before she quickly
strapped his free leg down.
She knelt down beside him
until her face was close to his and said: "if you want to beg for mercy, now is
the time to do it. Do a good job and I
might let you off easy."
Yamato gritted his teeth,
then spat in Rothena's face. She pulled
back and wiped the spittle away from her face in disgust. "That confirms it. You will get full punishment."
At those words, Yamato
struggled against the bonds, but it was a wasted effort. "I always wondered what it would be like to
be a surgeon," Rothena murmured. She
glanced at Yamato, then added: "I do believe your tonsils should be removed."
Yamato's eyes widened in
horror as he saw the small, sharp knife that Rothena held in her hand. She's
insane! He thought, jerking
against the bonds. He felt a pinprick
in his arm and he glared at Rothena for an instant.
"It's to keep you from
going unconscious during the procedure," she explained.
Again, Yamato kicked against
the straps.
"Oh, don't struggle
so," Rothena laughed. "You wouldn't
want me to slip and kill you, now would you?"
Yamato pulled against the
straps one last time, and then he felt the knife against his neck. He froze, now terrified. He had never expected torture as horrible as
this. It was all he could to keep
from screaming when he felt the knife cut into him. The pain was horrible and he truly thought he was going to die.
Though Yamato was silent,
Mimi screamed in terror at the first sight of blood. She was liberated from having to watch when her eyes rolled up
into her skull and she fainted. Koushiro caught her and gently laid her down on the ground, unable to
take his eyes off of the scene of Rothena delightedly wielding the knife.
After what seemed like an
eternity of white-hot pain and torture for Yamato, the straps were
loosened. He felt sick and his throat
burned as though he'd swallowed fire. The torture had left him too weak to move. The best he could do was weakly kick his legs when Rothena lifted
him off the table. She was smiling,
making it all the more disturbing.
"That was fun now,
wasn't it?" she cheerfully inquired. She then marched across the room, grabbed Koushiro by the arm and the
still unconscious Mimi by the ankles and left the huge white room.
Yamato felt as though he was
going to die right there. The pain was
beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He didn't dare try and make a sound, afraid that his throat would begin
to bleed. It even hurt to breathe. But he couldn't go unconscious. The best he could do was close his eyes,
wishing for the pain to leave him….
(A/N: I am so sorry for what I did to Yamato! I always torture my favorite character and he's my favorite
character. I'm twisted, I know. Anyhoo, please review if you liked it and
don't bother if you didn't because the flames will be used in my flamethrower! And no, this is not the end.)