Yes well……to those that have read my other fanfics….I'm getting to it…It's just that I had this chapter for Speak, already written up. Guess this isn't getting much reviews, but that's okay. Enjoy reading!

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Chapter 2:

1 year later

"Where is she?" demanded Voltaire. This girl was running his patience and if she did not show up in front of him in 5 minutes, there would be hell to pay.

"We're searching the grounds, sir," Boris replied nervously, looking at all the tv screens where their cameras were placed around the facility.

"We've found her, she's in the 'special care' rooms," a guard on the speaker announced to Voltaire and Boris.

"Let us go and greet her," Voltaire said to Boris.

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She stood there, in that tiny room, a special kind of helmet with wires hooked up to it on her head. So far, she had spent 15 minutes with that device on her head. She had unconsciously wandered around, lost in her thoughts and ended up here. Once she had placed the helmet on her head, it sent electric shocks through her whole body especially her brain. They weren't so painful, but what she didn't know was that the longer she stayed there, the more it would hurt.

She placed her hands on the sides of the helmet, shut her eyes tightly, and her jaw began to clench.

She could feel it……………..

The pain.

Washing away her memories.

She smiled lightly.

Everything was beginning to look hazy now, but that was okay.

Anything to just wash the memories away.

Suddenly, the electric shocks disappeared and the helmet on her head was gone. All she could see was a blurry vision of 2 people, all she could feel was something firm clamping her arm.

"May, would you care to explain yourself?" a voice asked her, trying to sound gentle and calm.

"Boris, that's enough. Let go of her arm," Voltaire commanded, "you can leave us."

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"May, you've been here for a year now, so you know that you're not supposed to be here. This type of room is for punishment only. Do you understand me?" Voltaire told her nicely.

She nodded in response, her voice not able to utter a word. Ever since that day, she couldn't bring herself to say a thing. She was just like a haunted spirit: silent and full of misery.

"You're a lucky girl because if you had played around with the control system for that, you might've been a goner. It's good that the level was only on 1," Voltaire smiled.

"You are my granddaughter, May. That's why I care so much about you," Voltaire said honestly, patting her head while she smiled weakly.

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"Look, I won't hurt you," said a red headed boy. He had aqua coloured eyes and a pretty built body, standing at the height of 5'10. He was blocking her way of escape, and had his hand out, ready to touch her shoulder.

She was pressing herself against the corner of the wall as much as possible, as if the harder she pushed, the farther she would be away from the boy. Her ruby-coloured eyes were full of fear when he looked at her, tears beginning to fall on her face and her bottom lip trembling. Every time he would pass by her, she would always make a great distance so as not to touch one another. She would never make eye contact with him and never listened to what he would tell her to do. It was like she was doing all this on purpose to get him pissed off.

"Tala, here, just let me do it," a short boy with purple hair interrupted seeing as the girl was about to scream. He pushed his red headed friend aside before something bad happened – like them getting in trouble.

The red head – Tala, stomped off, obviously pissed that this girl would not listen to him, but to the others in the building. All he had to do was bring that blasted girl to her room and that was it. Each day he, Ian- the short purple haired boy, Bryan, or Spencer was the ones to escort her back to her room for safety reasons. God dammit, such an easy job, yet it was frustrating for him! She was definitely causing him problems.

He turned back and watched as she breathed heavily, hand on her heart, sitting herself on the floor and leaning against the corner of the wall while Ian waited patiently for her to calm down.

She sure knew how to press his buttons and boy did he hate that.

'The first time she came to BioVault, it was as if she knew me somehow. Did I do something to her in the past? I sure don't remember her face from before though……All I remember was the day before she came which was when Boris wanted to test out this new invention on me, and after that little test was done, I couldn't remember a thing about it and what had happened during that time,' Tala thought while walking to his room, ignoring everyone that he passed by.

'Why are you here in the first place?'

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Questions, comments, and other stuff, plz review! I might fix some minor errors again for this chapter, so yea, just wanted to tell you ahead of time. Yes, I know this chapter's quite short, I'm sorry. I'll make the next chapter longer next time k? lol. Sorry again,

- Phoenix Resurrected