Part IV

Part IV

"So what did the Psychotherapist say about you?," Ren asked.

Jack could make out Ash standing behind her. She just grinned to them. "Well he was reluctant to say because I used to live by him on Earth Prime."

"What?!," Ren's eyes went wide. Sil and Ash just peered at her silently.

"Yeah the guy lived next door to me and used to baby-sit me."

"Bet that blew his mind seeing you here.," Ren ran a hand through her slightly short coal black hair.

"Pretty much. But I'm now classified as 'Delusional, extremely dangerous, morbid, with a taste for blood, and being unremorseful.' Basically he said I was a borderline psychopath." Jack just smirked.

"But that's not right! You're nice!," Sil protested.

Jack laughed softly along with Ren. "Hey it's okay kitty-cat, calm down. I know I'm not everything he said. Don't get upset because of what people say. You can't let them see you have any weaknesses."

Sil sighed and nodded to her. Ash peered at them a moment. "Why does it matter if they know we have weaknesses or not? It's not like we can ever get out of here. They'd kill us if we tried."

Ren put her hand on Ash's shoulder to try and comfort her. Jack looked through to them. "You think I'm gonna spend the rest of my life here? I don't fuckin' think so. I'm gonna be gettin' outta here one day. You guys can make up your mind whether or no to come with me then."

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The week passed slowly as Jack healed from the beating and the gunshot wound she took for killing the guard. Sil was still asleep and Jack smiled over to her. Kitty-cat, everything will be alright. She turned to look at the front of the cell as she heard the footsteps getting closer. She stood up and moved to the front of the cell. The guards opened the cell and let her step out.

"Hands out!," one of them barked at her. She did as he said and he put restraints on her. They led her down the hall and to an elevator. Both of them had their guns trained on her. But she seemed to keep an eerie calm that bothered them.

"What the hell are you so calm about bitch?," one of them finally spoke up.

She turned her head slowly to look back at him, her voice soft. "Do I scare you?"

The man looked mad for a moment then glared at her. "No one scares Trent Gordan."

She kept the cocky grin on her face, her voice lowering a tad more. "I do…"

The man snorted. "You hear that Will? She thinks she scares me." Trent shoved Jack against the side wall of the elevator and pressed himself against her. "I'm not scared of anyone… much less a little whore like yourself."

"I think you should move…," her tone was calm though his words had angered her, "unless you want something broken."

"Like hell I'll move."

"I warned you…," she leaned her head back then slammed it forward against his. A cracking sound was heard, just before blood spurted from Trent's now broken nose. His hands went up to hold his bleeding nose as Jack brought her knee into his crotch sending him to fall on his knees. Will stepped forward and leveled his gun at her. Jack smirked to him rather cruelly as she wiped some blood off Trent's hand with a finger. "I told you, you'd be sorry.," she flicked her tongue out and licked the blood off of her finger. Will swallowed a lump in his throat. There was no doubt in his mind that this woman was totally nuts. Jack smirked as she heard Trent mutter something like 'You sick bitch.' It seemed she had definitely psyched them out. I bet he would have loved to have seen that.

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Jack stood where she was supposed to as the doctor fixed Trent's broken nose.

"Ms. Reed. On the table please."

She blinked from her thoughts and moved to the metal table. She climbed up on it and shivered a bit as she laid back. The metal was cold even through her clothes. Will walked over and took the restraints off. Next he pulled the restraint that was attached to the table side up and closed it over her wrist and locked it. He did the same with her other arm. The doctor moved to a console and pressed a button, little clamps rose up out of the table and encircled her ankles.

The doctor moved over to her and began attaching white patched with stiff black wires to her arms. He put one on each of her temples. He undid a few buttons on her shirt and placed a patch above her heart. Jack shot a glare at him.

He frowned at her. "Ms. Reed… had you not attacked Mr. Gordan you would have had time to change into clothes more appropriate for the experiment."

Jack looked away and stared up at the ceiling, keeping her face as calm as she could manage. The doctor moved to her legs and used a scalpel to cut slits in her pants. He then placed the last few patches on her skin.

"Now, Ms. Reed, this will more than likely be the longest time you will spend in here. Mainly because we are going to attempt to advance you to Sil's current point so we will not lose anymore time for our research."

"I understand… do what you gotta."

Trent snarled at her. "Hope it hurts bitch."

The doctor returned to the console and began tapping in key codes. Jack heard the buzzing and whirring of the machine. Her eyes widened as she gasped, pain radiated through her body. Little needles had inserted themselves from the white patches. It took Jack a few moments before she could breathe again. Damn it hurt,… it hurt horribly. She was rather glad now that she saved Sil from this. Jack couldn't help but wonder if it would kill her. It had only been a few minutes so far and the pain was building.

The doctor glanced over to her a moment, keying in something on his hand held keypad. Next he turned to the console on his right and began turning the dials just slightly this way and that. Tears glinted in Jack's eyes from the pain as her mouth opened in a scream… but no sound came from her, she remained silent as if she was mute. Trent smirked as he watched, quite happy seeing her in pain. The doctor keyed in more results on his keypad.

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The hours ticked by slowly as the experiment continued. Jack felt as if they were ripping her apart cell by cell. Her vision had blurred to where nothing was clear anymore. Countless tears had slipped down her cheeks leaving her eyes red and puffy. There were times when she thought she lose consciousness and be freed from the pain. Each time she felt like that, just before the blackness could take her, the pain would increase. She felt like she was nothing but pain in essence. It consumed her fully, never letting her go. She couldn't think anymore… it made it hurt even more when she did. All Jack knew was that she was going to die and she'd never see him again.

The thought of never seeing him again hurt more than the physical pain. It only cause more tears to fall savagely down her cheeks. R-richard…it hurts. It hurts so bad… I'm never going to see you again am I? …please forgive me… I'll always love you Riddick… but all there is… is the pain… …I can't take it much longer…

Goodbye…my love… Jack's eyes fluttered closed as the darkness finally claimed her.