Cammy awoke blanketed in an immense clear, blue light. She tried to sit up but bumped her head roughly on the clear fiberglass that covered her body. Cammy's eyes grew wide as she beat frantically at the covering. Oh God, this is like a coffin! She tried her hardest to control her breathing but could feel her breaths becoming more short and frenzied. She looked around her frantically. She was centered in a large room; the blue light was coming from the walls. It was then that she realized she was totally nude. This realization caused her face to become flushed. What the hell is this? Cammy remembered the doctor who had come into her cell. He had given her something, obviously to knock her out; which it had. He had said that there were easier ways to escape. How can this be easier? She didn't feel as weak as before, but now she was totally trapped. Just then the blue lights went out, covering everything in darkness. Cammy heard a voice; Bison's deep, demonic voice.
"Still modest. I guess even the most extreme circumstances cannot change that."
Cammy yelled into the darkness, without knowing weather or not Bison would hear her.
"What's going on? What are you doing?"
"Do not worry about that. You will thank me when it is all over. But until it is, I would suggest you try and remain as still as possible."
"What do you mean?"
There was no response.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?"
Suddenly one of the blue lights lit up; only one. It cast a beam horizontally across Cammy's body, but was above her. It began to slowly move down towards her. As that occurred the other lights began to come on, each at a different angle until all Cammy could see were thousands of blue beams above her. As they got closer, Cammy began to feel the heat from then. That's when she panicked. Again she beat at the box that was holding her in with no avail. The beams were still moving down close enough now that one touched her hand as she made contact with the fiberglass. Cammy screamed in pain and retracted her hand as the beam touched her. It had barely made contact but had sent an extreme sensation of pain through her hand and down her arm. She could feel the heat inches away from her body now, and hear Bison's laughter.
"Hahahaha! I told you, do not move and your pain will be lessened. Not much, but lessened never the less."
Cammy closed her eyes and gripped her fists tightly together. I can get through this. I can. I will, just in spite of him. The mass of beams began to envelop her body and Cammy gripped her hands tighter together, piercing her palms with her fingernails. That gave momentary relieve. Her body felt as if it were on fire. Her muscles were contracting and relaxing against her will, causing her to shake violently. The only part of her body she did have control over was her voice; and she used it to scream. She had never felt pain like this before. I covered her whole entire body. Cammy tried to clear her mind. She thought of her father. The time when she was little and had woke in the middle of the night with her leg hurting badly.
With tears running down her face Cammy ran, limping into her father's room and shook him awake.
"Daddy, Daddy! My leg hurts. Help me!"
He had scooped her small form into his strong arms and held her body close to his.
"Tell me what happened."
"I don't know! I just woke up and my leg hurts. It's broken!"
Her father smiled and laughed softly.
"Babygirl, it's not broken. Your just having a growing pain."
"What's that?"
"It means that your muscles are growing, so when you get bigger they will be strong enough for you to use."
"I don't want them to be strong. It hurts."
"Sometimes things hurt Cammy. You just have to be strong and get through it."
"But, will you help me?"
"Of course. I never said you had to go through it alone."
Her father grabbed her tiny little leg and rubbed it softly.
"Here. How does that feel?"
Cammy giggled.
"Daddy! That tickles!"
"You think that tickles! How about this?"
He held up her arm and began to poke at her underarm and side causing Cammy to break into a frenzy of laughter.
Cammy opened her eyes wide then and gritted her teeth in sheer determination. She looked directly into the blue light, taking in all the pain, biting her lip not to scream again. The light was becoming brighter, fading to white. And the pain was getting more intense. Cammy was forced to squint her eyes against the bright light. And then a sudden burst of energy, of pain, hit her like a rock, causing her back to buck against the pain and her to cry out again. And now she couldn't stop screaming. It was too much; her body felt as if it were being stuffed with endless amounts of hot coals and she was about to burst. She continued to scream even as she blacked out.
Ken was right on the edge of sleep and waking up when he felt something warm run down his chin. His eyes snapped open and he was relieved to find he was only drooling. He wiped his chin and smiled to himself. It's great to know that wherever I happen to be I am capable of getting a good night's rest. The morning light dimly lit the barrack hall. Ken hadn't even begun to remove his blanket before bright florescent lights burned his eyes. He heard the loud groaning of the around twenty men sharing the resting quarters with him. He jumped from the bunk and found Julian still asleep. How can he still be asleep? These lights are as bright as the sun. Ken shook Julian to wake him up.
"Hey man, time to rise and shine."
Julian's eyes snapped open and he roughly pushed Ken's hand from his body, the force of this causing his own body to slide off the other side of the bunk, slamming into the floor.
"Are you okay?"
Julian stood, still looking stunned. His eyes darted around the room, taking it all in again. He was silent for a moment, and then spoke.
"Yeah—yeah, I'm okay. You just freaked me, that's all. I'm a pretty heavy sleeper."
The soldiers that had been in charge of the training over the past few days walked down the hall, tossing a uniform to each man. They were simple enough; black cover-all jumpsuits with a maroon, Shadowlaw emblem on the right arm. The soldiers announced that they had 3 minutes to get the uniforms on and report outside, in formation. The men hurried to change quickly. Ken looked over to Julian as he changed. He had some scars on his body, one looked like a bullet wound. The flesh around it was still pink and soft looking. It wasn't an old wound. He also had tattoos. A row of thorns wove itself around his right bicep, and a cross was centered on his upper back. Julian looked at him. His eyes were still worried, but as soon as he noticed Ken looking he smiled and threw the shirt he had been wearing previously at his face.
"Don't stare! I don't want to make you feel bad about yourself."
Ken laughed loudly and continued to change. Within two minutes him and Julian were rushing to get into formation outside. It was blazing hot. As another thirty seconds passed it looked as if all the men were ready, standing at attention. For the first time Ken really looked at the men. Most were older, at least thirty. Him and Julian were the youngest by far, though he guessed Julian to be at least 20, making himself the youngest. They stood for a few minutes, until a group of men began walking towards them. About five soldiers surrounded one man. Ken's eyes grew wide with rage as he recognized him. It was Vega. Ken started to step forward but Julian touched him arm in a warning. He spoke to Ken through clenched teeth.
"What the hell are you thinking, man? Stay where you are. This is serious shit."
Ken let his breath out and nodded in agreement, forcing his body erect again. He could do nothing but stare at Vega. Follow his every move. Wonder how he would do in a fair fight, one when you opponent wasn't tied up, or a sixteen-year-old, untrained girl. He's a coward. Then Vega spoke.
"I want to welcome you all to Shadowlaw. First off I must inform you that this is not a democracy. Your opinions means shit to us. You are only expected to follow orders and be loyal to Master Bison. We will not hesitate to kill you for the smallest infraction. So watch yourselves, what you say and do. You are expected to perform at your best, failure will not be tolerated."
He paused as a man came running out of the barracks, buttoning his cover-alls as he ran. Vega nodded his head and within seconds the man lay dead on the ground; a bullet through his head.
"Any questions?"
The men were silent.
"Now that that is settled, we can get down to more important business. There are twenty-one, no forgive me, twenty men here. Ten will be asked to join our ranks. Only the strongest will survive."
The other soldiers that had accompanied Vega began to pair men up. Thankfully, him and Julian weren't paired together, because Ken knew what was going to happen. They were going to fight to the death.
Here's another chapter. I'm just on a roll. Hope I can keep it up. =) Please review with observations and/or predictions. They sometimes help me decide what will happen next, and I love hearing what you guys think. Later!