Ch. 5- The Story Comes the Life

Mari! Get out of the way! She was almost too late. At the very last second, Mari jumped out of the way of her "Mother's" claws. She was lucky she jumped when she did. If she had jumped a second later, Caroline's claws would have been impaled in Mari's chest, covered in the girl's blood.

I quickly grabbed Mari's hand and pulled her away from the bars as Caroline began to stick her claws deeper into the cell.

"W-what the?" Mari stuttered.

Wesker turned to his walkie-talkie and spoke into it, "Get her out of here."

Three men in white lab coats ran in with guns. They aimed the guns at Caroline and fired. The bullets hit her body and she went down. She wasn't moving and there was no blood coming from her body. The three men took her body and carried it away. I watched her go, but had a big feeling that I would be seeing her again and our next meeting would not be a pleasant one.

Wesker dug into his pocket and tossed a rag into the cell. "For the blood." he explained before going through a door, leaving the room. I couldn't take my eyes off the direction Wesker left in. I didn't even move after Sherry grabbed the rag and said behind me, "Here. Put some pressure on the wound and the bleeding should stop."

Even though I didn't look to my side, I knew Mari wasn't moving either. I could feel her shock. For the first time that she could remember, Mari saw her mother up close and in person and the mother actually tried to kill her. It sounded like what happened with Carlee and Amy back in Marysville, only this time, I was prepared for what I was about to see. Mari wasn't. I've seen monsters like that before. She didn't.

A few minutes later, I took my gaze away from the empty hallway and turned around. Catie was pressing the rag that was thrown into the cell upon July's head wound. The rag was getting a little bloody, but not a lot. Liana was giving Hazel an evil glare.

I pulled Sherry off to the side. If anyone in this room had an idea of what was going on, she probably would. She's been through a similar experience like I had. The other girls hadn't. "So, do you have any idea what's happening here?" I whispered.

"I don't know. This is the first time something like this has happened that I can remember." Sherry whispered back.

"You've never seen things like that before?" I whispered.

"Well, I have back in Raccoon City. But I'm really sure that the large things over here are the bodies of somebody that's been dead for years. I just wonder how it's possible to do something like this." Sherry admitted.

I didn't say this to the other girls, but I had a big feeling that Caroline was just sent out to scare us. Even though she attempted to attack Mari, she was just there to scare us. If Mari hadn't moved when she did, the claw would have been impaled in her right lung. She would have been injured, but I doubt she would have died.

I couldn't say why or how I knew about Caroline because I honestly didn't know myself, but it was just a feeling. I mean, why would Wesker call in Caroline just to shock Mari? It didn't make any sense.

When Caroline was around, I took a look at Wesker's face. He looked angry. It was probably because Mari couldn't remember her like he wanted. If he came back, he would probably bring back another one of those things. This one would probably be somebody that one of us girls could remember. For all I knew, he could have found a way to make my deceased adoptive parents or July's uncle into what Caroline became.

I also had a feeling that Wesker was going to do something to us, something horrible. I felt that whatever he was planning was going to have a big impact on a few of us. All I could do was sit and wait for him to come back.

A few hours passed and he still did not come back. To pass some time because I could not fall back to sleep, I decided to act like Mr. Griffon and gave the girls nicknames. Sherry's and Mari's weren't hard to pick. Sherry was "The Genius" because of how smart she was and Mari was "The Tomboy."

I was thinking hard upon Hazel and Liana's names. I was going to call Hazel "The Bitch" because of how much I hated her, but decided not to. She was a victim of what was happening just like me and the other girls. The nicest thing I could come up with was "The Bully." I decided at first to call Liana "The Rebel", but after seeing her protect the injured July, I changed the name to "The Protector." It seemed to fit her better anyway.

I guess Catie's was pretty easy to pick. I just called her "The Mother" because she acted motherly to the rest of us. That, and she was also the mother of a one-year-old boy. I honestly couldn't think of any better name.

July's was also sort of hard to pick because we only knew each other for a month. Actually, the only people that knew her without hitting her were not here. Lucas and the other S.T.A.R.S. members called her "the little ball of energy" and I could see why. All I really knew about her was that she had three sisters that all looked completely different, she was an extremely fast runner, she was extremely energetic, and she was almost always beaten up by Hazel and her gang. Oh well. I decided to go with what Lucas called her and named her "The Ball of Energy."

With my name, I had to choose between "Karaoke Queen" and "The Singing Queen." Yes, I admit that I was thinking probably way too highly of myself, but I wanted to make myself seem big if I got out of this place alive. I stuck with "The Singing Queen."

As I thought of the names, an early memory came from when I was six. Miss Scarlet, my Kindergarten teacher, told the class a story. While Sammy Lewis poked me in the back with a Popsicle stick, Molly Lin pulled my long hair, Ben ran a toy truck across the carpet in front of me and him while making car sounds, and Carlee split graham crackers with me, I attempted to pay attention. It wasn't easy with my hair being pulled, a Popsicle stick in my back, listening to car sounds, and eating graham crackers with my best friend.

The seven girls in the story acted like us girls trapped in the cell. They practically had the same names: Katie, Liana, Hazel, July, Sherry, Marianna, and Lily. Unfortunately, we were not like the girls in the story. We didn't have any powers. We didn't know any magic. We were just seven average girls trying to live our lives like normal girls. We couldn't help that our relatives were S.T.A.R.S. members, so what did Wesker want with us?

I remembered Miss Scarlet kept talking about the story. After the girls were kidnapped, they were tortured by being shown their biggest fear. That was done only to weaken the girls emotionally.

I could not remember anything after that because Molly gave my hair an extra hard tug. I yelped then grabbed Ben's truck and hit her with it. I can't remember why, but I remember the truck broke and Sammy hit my head with the Popsicle stick until it broke. Ben and Molly were crying and Carlee threw her remaining graham crackers at Sammy.

Before I could hear the end of the story, the student teacher, a big, muscley man, brought Sammy, Molly, Carlee, and me down to the principal's office for fighting. My adoptive parents never looked so angry when they had to go talk to the principal among with the other children's parents. I never got to find out how the story ended and after the school year, I never saw Miss Scarlet again.

I looked around the room and saw the other girls were falling asleep. Mari began turning in her sleep, Hazel started snoring, and July was crying for her mother. I came to the conclusion that nothing was probably going to happen for a while, so I fell into a cold, difficult sleep.

Later, the doors opened and all the girls quickly woke up. Standing before us were seven men in white lab coats similar to what Wesker was wearing. Each one grabbed us girls by the arms and ripped us onto our feet. One-by-one, they drug us down snow-white hallways and shoved us into a large, empty room. Before the girls could run out, the men were gone and the door was locked.

Suddenly, a voice came into the room, "Welcome girls. You have been brought here so we can bring out your greatest fears."

I looked around the room and tried unsuccessfully to find where the voice came from. Sherry tugged on my arm and pointed at a white speaker. I wasn't surprised I missed it. The speaker was white and looked like the walls.

"What do you mean, show us our greatest fears?" Liana shouted.

No answer came, but something happened. The white walls suddenly became colorful. Circus music came from the speakers and the faces of clowns appeared upon the screen and got bigger.

I heard a gasp coming from my left. At first I thought it was Hazel making the noise, but after I turned to the girl, I was surprised to find that it wasn't Hazel. It was, in fact, Liana.

Liana looked frozen with fear. Her grey eyes were wide and her body was frozen. Her face was pale and her bottom lip was quivering. I'd never seen her like this before. She looked like she was completely different person.

Before we knew it, there were actual clowns that came into the room, but where did they come from? The door was locked and one of the girls would have made it halfway out the door. Plus, I would have heard the door open.

I watched the clowns that somehow got in here. There were two of them, one with Ronald McDonald-like hair and the other with weird yarn hair. They were clad in baggy pants, suspenders, colored shirts, and rubber noses. They began walking towards Liana with their arms wide.

Liana let out a loud, terrified scream and ran behind me. I looked behind me and saw that twin rivers of tears were rolling down her pale cheeks. She was deathly afraid of clowns.

I looked back at the walls. They were whit again and all the clowns were gone. I turned to Liana and found that she was curled up into a little ball with tears running down her cheeks. I told her that the clowns were gone, but she didn't listen to me.

The room got dark. I don't think any of us girls were afraid of the dark because none of us, save for Liana, were scared and shaking. Of course, that was before light came into the room in the shape of lightening bolts.

Lightening, that was what Sherry was deathly afraid of. When I found out, I was surprised I thought she would be afraid of zombies or see her parents get killed again, but she wasn't. Her fear was lightening.

A few bolts came crashing to the ground around her. Sherry screamed and began to run away from the bolts. She only ran for two feet at the most when another bolt came crashing in front of her. She screamed and ran in a different direction before another bolt came at her. This process lasted probably only ten minutes until Sherry joined Liana, curled up into a ball with tears rolling down her pale cheeks.

The room lightened and so far, only Hazel, Catie, Mari, July, and me were the only ones that weren't scared. Unfortunately, that was going to change. The walls changed to look like…my high school. Students came out of the walls. I saw all of them, but knew only two of them. Those two were in Hazel's gang. All of them were ironically talking about her.

"I can't stand Hazel Mackenzie."

"I know. Just because she's rich, she thinks everyone likes her."

"The only reason I put up with her is because Leo is dating her."

"She should spend more time beating up people with something instead of that Caden kid. She doesn't have anything."

"You know what I heard? After her parents divorced, they were arguing over custody of her. None of them wanted her."

"Yeah, I heard that too. After her parents went to court, her mother was ordered custody. She was pissed."

"S-shut up!" Hazel screamed.

Finally, it all made sense to me why Hazel acted like she was better than everyone else and always beating up on July. She had no friends and the only person that actually liked her was her boyfriend. "You…don't have any friends." I said to Hazel.

Hazel's face scrunched up and tears began to roll down her now red face. So, that was her problem. Hazel was a greedy, selfish bitch and she knew she was. She didn't want to admit it and was afraid that the rest of us girls would find out…especially July.

After the students mysteriously disappeared, I began to get annoyed. In just twenty-five minutes Liana, Sherry, and Hazel were already curled up into little balls and crying like babies. I took a deep breath and screamed to nobody in particular, "What's the point of all this? Why are you doing this?"

Nobody answered me, but that didn't mean that nothing else happened. The room suddenly got hot and before I knew it, the room was on fire and there was no way for us to get out.

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A/N: Well, that's chapter 5. In case you guys didn't know. Ben is from "The Evil Returns". He's one of Lilie's friends. Oh, and the thing with the room that shows the fear I borrowed that from a movie that's not really popular(in the movie it doesn't show fears) as a request from my sister. Try and see if you can guess which movie it came from.