Chapter 10: Second Escape
Haruka awoke upon the feeling of being dragged. Groaning, the blonde opened her eyes, only to find herself in the death grip of two men, who pulled her through a dark corridor. Her wrists were chained behind her back, with handcuffs that were so broad that they covered her web gland and kept her from shooting it out. Upon lifting her head, Haruka saw Ichiro walking in front of her and the two men, but Michiru was nowhere to be seen. "Bastard…" Haruka groaned, still feeling dizzy from the drug she had been knocked out with. "Look who's awake." Ichiro spoke without bothering to turn around and look at his prisoner. "Where's Michiru?" Haruka chocked out, her head spinning. "She's in one of the cells. You'll come back to your old one, as soon as we punished you." Ichiro replied, stopping in front of a gray metal door. He opened it by typing a secret code in the computer keyboard that was mounted next to the door, and the two men dragged Haruka into the room. When the blondes eyes fell on the square, gray box-like thing that stood in the middle of the room, her eyes widened, and she started to struggle. "No!" Haruka cried out, trying to break free from the grip the men still had on her arms. "No, please!" Ichiro just grinned at her before he opened the box and pointed inside it. "Throw her in." Looking at Haruka, his grin widened. "You always liked the Fridge, didn't you? I'd say, three hours should be enough punishment. Besides, it's good for your body." The two men threw Haruka in the Fridge, and Ichiro closed the door, locking it. He went over to the control panel of the monstrous thing and pressed a few buttons. Soon, the temperature inside the Fridge would fall until it would be cold enough to almost kill the blonde; after the cold, there would be terrible heat, and then the cold would return. Modern torture was fun sometimes. Ichiro looked one last time at the Fridge, hearing the muffled screams and pleas of Haruka, before he turned and left the room with his two helpers.
Michiru sat in the cell she had been locked in, staring at the ceiling. Her thoughts circled around Haruka; all she wanted to know was if the blonde was alright. The aqua haired girls attention was drawn from Haruka and the ceiling when the door to her cell opened with a rather odd noise. "I hope you are comfortable, sister." Ichiros voice came, causing Michiru to get angry. "You asshole!" she yelled, jumping up. "Where's Haruka? What did you do to her?" Ichiro gave her a smug smile. "Don't worry, she's…all cool." He laughed at his little joke. "You shouldn't worry about the subject so much, Michiru. Better worry about yourself. After all, you're in my hands now…a young girl with psychic powers. You know, I always wanted to run some tests on you." Michiru could feel hot anger boiling up inside her, and suddenly, a tingling sensation ran from her shoulders down her arms, ending in her fingers. "I'll show you some tests!" the aqua haired girl shouted at her brother before she threw her arms up, her outstretched fingers pointing towards Ichiro. Before the man knew what was happening, something that felt like an invisible fist hit him, throwing him backwards. He crashed against the wall with a loud thump, ending up unconscious. Michiru hurried over to her brother, surprised at what she was able to do, but nevertheless tried to get a link to find out where Haruka was. Concentrating, Michiru put her hands on Ichiros temples, and the image of some gray thing flashed up in her mind. Linking to Ichiro once more, Michiru found out where she would find the thing and ran off.
After almost twenty minutes of running – for some reason without encountering any guard - , Michiru reached the door she had seen in Ichiros mind. She opened it with the sheer strength of her will and ran in, finding herself face to wall with the gray box-thing. Soon, Michiru had found the door and opened it. A whoosh of freezing cold air blew into her face, and she shuddered. Then, she saw Haruka laying on the ground of the thing, and her eyes widened. "Haruka!" she called out, entering the Fridge and kneeling down next to the blonde. Harukas body was shivering, her hair and eyebrows were covered in a thin layer of ice, and she was close to passing out. "Haruka…my God." Michiru whispered while she gently took a hold of the taller woman and pulled her out of the fridge, laying her down on the ground as soon as they were out. Quickly, Michiru locked the door that led into the room where the Fridge stood, to make sure that no one entered, then ran back to Haruka and pulled her into her arms, trying to warm her up. Harukas head fell on the aqua haired girls shoulder, and the blonde looked up at Michiru. "Thanks…" she whispered, almost unconscious by now, "thanks for…saving me again." Then, her eyes closed, and she was out cold.