Another World, Another Problem
DISCLAIMER/Author: No I do not own Gundam, so get off my back!
Random person: Okay *gets off back*
Chapter 8: Emptiness of Love Can Be Torture
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kytia sat in a dark gloomy cell. There was no food or water given to her. That was fine with her. Kytia felt emptiness inside. "What am I gonna do?" She was worn out from battle and of not eating for a few days. She had been sitting here for hours. Suddenly, the door opened and the light blinded her eyes. She quickly covered her eyes and backed away. The guards came in and grabbed her. They dragged her to another room and threw her into a chair.
A man walked in and stood in front of Kytia. "You know where the Gundams are. Tell me," he demanded.
"No," Kytia said. The man smiled.
"I knew it wouldn't be easy," he said. "I want to know who you are, where you're from, and who you work for." Kytai shook her head. The man sighed nd suddenly slapped Kytai. Her head was thrown to the side. She slowly turned her head back to face the man, her cheek stinging.
"I am Professor Kontai. I am the leader of SAN," he said. Kytai growled.
"You hurt Trowa." Prof Kontai smiled.
"Ah, a female pilot in love with malle pilot. This will be very useful. Useful indeed."
"You won't get anything. I won't let you," Kytia growled. Prof Kontai grinned.
"Ah, but how? You're weak from hunger and is sick. You're practically near death as it is. My men can overpower you easily. So tell me what I want to know and I will let you live long enough to see your lover once more." Kytia spat in his face. He slapped her hard.
"Guards, do what is necessary until she comrimises." Prof Kontai walked into the shadows as two guards advanced on Kytia. They beat her again and again, not once stopping. They had no pity for her. She was their enemy, someone that could've destroyed.
"Enough." The two guards stepped back. "So, are you ready to talk?" Kytia laid there gasping for breathe. She was bloody and bruised. "Very well, I tire of these games. Get the syringe." Some one left and came back with a needle in hand. They stepped towards Kytia and jabbed it into her arm. She screamed as coldness and pain went throughout her whole body.
"Now, tell me, who are you?" Prof Kontai questioned.
"I-I am Kytia of another world. My friend M-Makari," Kytia fought gainst the pain, but it was making her lips move and she not stop it. "My friend Makari and I are Gundam pilots. We-" Kytia bit her tongue so that she would say no more.
"Gundam pilots from another world. How interesting. I suppose I do not need to know your benefactor. Where are the Gundam pilot's safe house?" Prof Kontai demanded. Kytia's mouth opened to tell, but she clamped it shut with her hands. Prof Kontai sighed, and motioned for the guards. They got out another syringe and jabbed it into her other arm. She screamed louder, pain and grief wailing like an endless sound. It tore into the hearts of the guards. They felt sympathy and quickly stepped out of the room.
Kytai tried to get her breath, which was coming out as short gasps. "Tell where the safehouse is!" Kytia kept her mouth shut, pain drilling into her. She did not have to tell, but the price was to let the eternal coldness enter her heart and soul and remain there forever. It would kill her, bit by bit as years passed.
Prof Kontai was angered that he could not get anything more from the girl. He ordered the guards to put her back into her cell with no food or water. And to leave the chemical within her body. They dragged the limp body and threw her into the cell. They left and locked the cell.
The coldness of the cell seeped into Kytia, adding on to the coldness she felt deep within her body. Her eyes went misty and unseeing. Blood dripped from her wounds, but even her blood felt cold against her skin.
Poor Kytia. She's suffered so much. Will she ever be warmed and loved again? Yeah, this chapter's short.
DISCLAIMER/Author: No I do not own Gundam, so get off my back!
Random person: Okay *gets off back*
Chapter 8: Emptiness of Love Can Be Torture
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kytia sat in a dark gloomy cell. There was no food or water given to her. That was fine with her. Kytia felt emptiness inside. "What am I gonna do?" She was worn out from battle and of not eating for a few days. She had been sitting here for hours. Suddenly, the door opened and the light blinded her eyes. She quickly covered her eyes and backed away. The guards came in and grabbed her. They dragged her to another room and threw her into a chair.
A man walked in and stood in front of Kytia. "You know where the Gundams are. Tell me," he demanded.
"No," Kytia said. The man smiled.
"I knew it wouldn't be easy," he said. "I want to know who you are, where you're from, and who you work for." Kytai shook her head. The man sighed nd suddenly slapped Kytai. Her head was thrown to the side. She slowly turned her head back to face the man, her cheek stinging.
"I am Professor Kontai. I am the leader of SAN," he said. Kytai growled.
"You hurt Trowa." Prof Kontai smiled.
"Ah, a female pilot in love with malle pilot. This will be very useful. Useful indeed."
"You won't get anything. I won't let you," Kytia growled. Prof Kontai grinned.
"Ah, but how? You're weak from hunger and is sick. You're practically near death as it is. My men can overpower you easily. So tell me what I want to know and I will let you live long enough to see your lover once more." Kytia spat in his face. He slapped her hard.
"Guards, do what is necessary until she comrimises." Prof Kontai walked into the shadows as two guards advanced on Kytia. They beat her again and again, not once stopping. They had no pity for her. She was their enemy, someone that could've destroyed.
"Enough." The two guards stepped back. "So, are you ready to talk?" Kytia laid there gasping for breathe. She was bloody and bruised. "Very well, I tire of these games. Get the syringe." Some one left and came back with a needle in hand. They stepped towards Kytia and jabbed it into her arm. She screamed as coldness and pain went throughout her whole body.
"Now, tell me, who are you?" Prof Kontai questioned.
"I-I am Kytia of another world. My friend M-Makari," Kytia fought gainst the pain, but it was making her lips move and she not stop it. "My friend Makari and I are Gundam pilots. We-" Kytia bit her tongue so that she would say no more.
"Gundam pilots from another world. How interesting. I suppose I do not need to know your benefactor. Where are the Gundam pilot's safe house?" Prof Kontai demanded. Kytia's mouth opened to tell, but she clamped it shut with her hands. Prof Kontai sighed, and motioned for the guards. They got out another syringe and jabbed it into her other arm. She screamed louder, pain and grief wailing like an endless sound. It tore into the hearts of the guards. They felt sympathy and quickly stepped out of the room.
Kytai tried to get her breath, which was coming out as short gasps. "Tell where the safehouse is!" Kytia kept her mouth shut, pain drilling into her. She did not have to tell, but the price was to let the eternal coldness enter her heart and soul and remain there forever. It would kill her, bit by bit as years passed.
Prof Kontai was angered that he could not get anything more from the girl. He ordered the guards to put her back into her cell with no food or water. And to leave the chemical within her body. They dragged the limp body and threw her into the cell. They left and locked the cell.
The coldness of the cell seeped into Kytia, adding on to the coldness she felt deep within her body. Her eyes went misty and unseeing. Blood dripped from her wounds, but even her blood felt cold against her skin.
Poor Kytia. She's suffered so much. Will she ever be warmed and loved again? Yeah, this chapter's short.