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Author's Note: Thanks to everyone for the reviews and encouraging comments. You guys have made my day, sniff, *wipes a tear from her eye*. I hope the following chapters will justify your faith in me.
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Chapter 13
Jesse raised his head wearily. He had been in the same position tied to the chair for who knew how long. His wrists were feeling raw from the rough rope, and the pain still echoed around his body from the many times he hadn't been able to stop himself from instinctively trying to phase out. His eyes were red and his vision blurred from the exhaustion of his incarceration.
He frowned in concentration as he tried to remember the events of the previous twenty-four hours. He had woken up in a cell and brought to this room where he had spoken to Rhian, and then Eckhart. After that, he had been injected with some drug that had made him feel weary and limp, and he couldn't remember anything else after that.
Something had roused him from his deep sleep. He heard a sound from a short way in front of him and raised his eyes to bring it into his line of sight. Before him stood the girl, hands on her hips with a fearless attitude.
"You're awake," she said harshly. "I've been taking the opportunity to learn more about your band of mutant mutilators."
He shook his head, as much to try and clear the fog as to negate her claim. "We're not," he began.
She threw her hands up in frustration. "Oh, come on, don't give me that spiel again," she hissed angrily.
"Why do you think I've got a governor on," he interrupted her. "I'm a mutant too. Would I get involved in a mutant mutilation group?"
"If it stops Adam from dissecting you too, then I think you've got a very good reason to join him. You scratch each other's backs, right? You bring us mutants to him, and he spares you."
"No, listen," he began in annoyance. The woman wasn't listening to anything he had to say.
"No, YOU listen," she growled as she brought her face up close to his. "I've had about enough of your pathetic excuses. I may have my orders not to kill you, but I can at least have some fun with you, you pathetic worm." He had a close up of her eyes as they transformed from forest green to feral yellow, angry and vicious.
She circled him, a low growl rumbling in her throat. As she moved behind him, he felt a hand grab hold of his hair and pull his head painfully back. His neck felt over-stretched as she trailed a sharp claw across his throat.
"Are you going to play nice, or am I going to have to encourage you to talk?" she whispered. He closed his eyes, wondering how he was going to get out of his current situation. "Where is Sanctuary located?" He could feel her warm breath on his ear.
He tried to shake his head, but she was still holding him tightly by the hair. "I could snap your neck in a second, so I suggest you cooperate," she hissed again.
"And then where would you be? I'll bet Eckhart wouldn't be too pleased that you killed his one source of information," he managed to say. Her hand tightened, pulling his head further back, and suddenly she released him. He heard a cry behind him, as if she was in great pain, and felt the floor thud as she fell down. He tried straining his neck round to see how she was, but he was tied too securely. Time seemed to tick away, as he wondered whether anyone was going to stop by and see how she was.
A low growl came from the floor behind him, getting closer as the rumble grew in volume. From behind the chair, a silver-grey paw stepped into his vision, followed by the long, lean body of the wolf he'd seen battling with Brennan. The head was held low and menacing, lips drawn back in a snarl and hackles rising. It crept towards him, and before he could cry out, she pounced.
Time seemed to slow almost to a standstill as he felt an excruciating pain, like razors being drawn down his arms and chest. The snarling jaws encompassed his field of vision as the razor sharp teeth gleamed menacingly. Her teeth grazed his neck, threatening to sink deeper at the blink of an eye. He didn't know how much more he was going to be able to take. The pain in his chest was like streaks of fire trailing across his body, and rivulets of blood were soaking into his clothes, making them wet and sticky.
After a few minutes, he realised she wasn't on him any more. As he looked down, tears blurring his eyes, he saw her curled up on the floor, screaming in pain. At the door stood Eckhart, pointing a small black box towards her.
Jesse could still hear screaming inside his head after Rhian was sedated and taken away. He could see Eckhart's lips moving, but couldn't hear the words. He watched through lidded eyes as he turned and walked out, leaving Jesse alone, injured and in pain as he finally passed out.
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Emma sat in the lab, flanked by Brennan and Shalimar as she focused on the man who was like a brother to her. She waded through the chattering voices, searching for the familiar voice. In the distance, she saw a blond head and made her way towards it. As she approached it, she saw he was wrapped in chains, pain searing through him like red-hot pokers. She screamed out as she broke the connection.
"What's going on Adam?" asked a weary Shalimar as she turned towards their leader, exhausted from trying to keep her tears to herself. Adam looked at the feral sympathetically. Her eyes were red and swollen, her face pale and her whole demeanour twitchy and nervous. This was the first time Jesse had been in serious danger since they had become an item, and it was distressing to see how badly it was affecting her. It made him think that couples within Mutant X were a bad idea, but couldn't see how he could preach that, since he was himself in a couple within the team.
"I think it's time we went into Genomex and got him out of there," he answered her.
"Finally," she said vehemently, "when do we leave?"
"As soon as you're all ready," he answered her, as she got up and practically ran out of the lab.
"There's something else, though, isn't there," Emma asked him.
"There is something you two should know. Something I couldn't bring myself to tell Shalimar."
"What is it?" asked Bren.
"I managed to get into a file concerning Jesse. Eckhart is planning to have him killed as a training exercise for Rhian. Jesse has refused to give up any information about Sanctuary or the underground, and it seems Eckhart has gotten tired of him."
Emma gasped in fear as Brennan steadied her. "As Shalimar said, the sooner you get there, the better."
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Author's Note: Thanks to everyone for the reviews and encouraging comments. You guys have made my day, sniff, *wipes a tear from her eye*. I hope the following chapters will justify your faith in me.
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Chapter 13
Jesse raised his head wearily. He had been in the same position tied to the chair for who knew how long. His wrists were feeling raw from the rough rope, and the pain still echoed around his body from the many times he hadn't been able to stop himself from instinctively trying to phase out. His eyes were red and his vision blurred from the exhaustion of his incarceration.
He frowned in concentration as he tried to remember the events of the previous twenty-four hours. He had woken up in a cell and brought to this room where he had spoken to Rhian, and then Eckhart. After that, he had been injected with some drug that had made him feel weary and limp, and he couldn't remember anything else after that.
Something had roused him from his deep sleep. He heard a sound from a short way in front of him and raised his eyes to bring it into his line of sight. Before him stood the girl, hands on her hips with a fearless attitude.
"You're awake," she said harshly. "I've been taking the opportunity to learn more about your band of mutant mutilators."
He shook his head, as much to try and clear the fog as to negate her claim. "We're not," he began.
She threw her hands up in frustration. "Oh, come on, don't give me that spiel again," she hissed angrily.
"Why do you think I've got a governor on," he interrupted her. "I'm a mutant too. Would I get involved in a mutant mutilation group?"
"If it stops Adam from dissecting you too, then I think you've got a very good reason to join him. You scratch each other's backs, right? You bring us mutants to him, and he spares you."
"No, listen," he began in annoyance. The woman wasn't listening to anything he had to say.
"No, YOU listen," she growled as she brought her face up close to his. "I've had about enough of your pathetic excuses. I may have my orders not to kill you, but I can at least have some fun with you, you pathetic worm." He had a close up of her eyes as they transformed from forest green to feral yellow, angry and vicious.
She circled him, a low growl rumbling in her throat. As she moved behind him, he felt a hand grab hold of his hair and pull his head painfully back. His neck felt over-stretched as she trailed a sharp claw across his throat.
"Are you going to play nice, or am I going to have to encourage you to talk?" she whispered. He closed his eyes, wondering how he was going to get out of his current situation. "Where is Sanctuary located?" He could feel her warm breath on his ear.
He tried to shake his head, but she was still holding him tightly by the hair. "I could snap your neck in a second, so I suggest you cooperate," she hissed again.
"And then where would you be? I'll bet Eckhart wouldn't be too pleased that you killed his one source of information," he managed to say. Her hand tightened, pulling his head further back, and suddenly she released him. He heard a cry behind him, as if she was in great pain, and felt the floor thud as she fell down. He tried straining his neck round to see how she was, but he was tied too securely. Time seemed to tick away, as he wondered whether anyone was going to stop by and see how she was.
A low growl came from the floor behind him, getting closer as the rumble grew in volume. From behind the chair, a silver-grey paw stepped into his vision, followed by the long, lean body of the wolf he'd seen battling with Brennan. The head was held low and menacing, lips drawn back in a snarl and hackles rising. It crept towards him, and before he could cry out, she pounced.
Time seemed to slow almost to a standstill as he felt an excruciating pain, like razors being drawn down his arms and chest. The snarling jaws encompassed his field of vision as the razor sharp teeth gleamed menacingly. Her teeth grazed his neck, threatening to sink deeper at the blink of an eye. He didn't know how much more he was going to be able to take. The pain in his chest was like streaks of fire trailing across his body, and rivulets of blood were soaking into his clothes, making them wet and sticky.
After a few minutes, he realised she wasn't on him any more. As he looked down, tears blurring his eyes, he saw her curled up on the floor, screaming in pain. At the door stood Eckhart, pointing a small black box towards her.
Jesse could still hear screaming inside his head after Rhian was sedated and taken away. He could see Eckhart's lips moving, but couldn't hear the words. He watched through lidded eyes as he turned and walked out, leaving Jesse alone, injured and in pain as he finally passed out.
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Emma sat in the lab, flanked by Brennan and Shalimar as she focused on the man who was like a brother to her. She waded through the chattering voices, searching for the familiar voice. In the distance, she saw a blond head and made her way towards it. As she approached it, she saw he was wrapped in chains, pain searing through him like red-hot pokers. She screamed out as she broke the connection.
"What's going on Adam?" asked a weary Shalimar as she turned towards their leader, exhausted from trying to keep her tears to herself. Adam looked at the feral sympathetically. Her eyes were red and swollen, her face pale and her whole demeanour twitchy and nervous. This was the first time Jesse had been in serious danger since they had become an item, and it was distressing to see how badly it was affecting her. It made him think that couples within Mutant X were a bad idea, but couldn't see how he could preach that, since he was himself in a couple within the team.
"I think it's time we went into Genomex and got him out of there," he answered her.
"Finally," she said vehemently, "when do we leave?"
"As soon as you're all ready," he answered her, as she got up and practically ran out of the lab.
"There's something else, though, isn't there," Emma asked him.
"There is something you two should know. Something I couldn't bring myself to tell Shalimar."
"What is it?" asked Bren.
"I managed to get into a file concerning Jesse. Eckhart is planning to have him killed as a training exercise for Rhian. Jesse has refused to give up any information about Sanctuary or the underground, and it seems Eckhart has gotten tired of him."
Emma gasped in fear as Brennan steadied her. "As Shalimar said, the sooner you get there, the better."
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