So here's the next chapter (finally). Been working on all three of my stories, so if you like this one, check out the others! Enjoy!
Lily slowly stirred awake. The hot midday sun shone brightly overhead. The sound of helicopters could be heard approaching quickly. Lily's eyes shot open instantly. The helicopters she saw approaching were much different than the ones she'd seen before. They were much larger and had two sets of rotors on top. She climbed up the tree to hide herself in the canopy of the forest. Three more followed the first and passed her by quickly. She was afraid of being caught and brought back to the lab, but she was curious about what the helicopters were for. She carefully climbed higher, reaching the top. She peeked out over the forest, exposing herself.
She could see people bringing out supplies from the lab she had escaped the night before. She cautiously climbed back down and headed off towards the one place she dreaded most. She had to know what was going on.
-Lily stayed at the forest's edge, not daring to go any further. She could hear voices in the distance, but she couldn't make out what they were saying. She strained, trying to listen. She felt her ears moving, and suddenly she could hear words.
"These are the last of them, sir," a man's voice said. Lily recognized the voice as the scientist's from last night. She climbed the tree she was hiding behind, hoping to get a better view of the situation. She carefully scooted further out on the branch to listen.
"What about the human girl? I didn't see her loaded up," a deep voice said. The scientist fidgeted nervously.
"Ah, yes, well… you see, she did show signs of psychic abilities… before she used them to escape last night," he sputtered. Lily could hear the man with the deep voice give a long sigh.
"Well, I suppose it can't be helped. Load up the rest and move everything to the north island. Who was the scientist in charge when she escaped?" he asked.
"Oh, well, that was me sir. I deeply apologize, I- I- I didn't know…" he started. The other man pulled out a gun. Lily tried jumping up, but the branch broke beneath her. She quickly reached up and grabbed the branch above her, and just hung there. A loud crack sounded as the shot rang out. A man standing near the edge of the fence surrounding the lab turned. His eyes locked with Lily's and her heart stopped. His eyes grew wide. Like many others, he had a red 'R' on his shirt. He quickly looked around and turned back to the girl. His green eyes clearly showed fear.
He mouthed the word 'run' and ran to clean up the mess his boss had just made. Lily moved a few feet back into the forest. She hid in some bushes while the men quickly loaded up the rest of the aircraft. In a matter of minutes, they were airborne and gone. Lily waited until everything was once again silent, and quickly ran back to the building she had been held captive in for so long. The men had cleaned up the blood splatter from the building, but had left the body behind. As she drew nearer, Lily could hear shallow, labored breathing. She hesitated for a moment, but then ran to the man's side.
She could see that he had been shot in the chest and left to die. A dark stain was spreading across his shirt and down his side. The man's eyes went wide as she came into focus.
"Help me. Please," he pleaded between gasping breaths. Lily's eyes filled with tears. This man had been the one in charge of those horrible experiments. This was the man who put her through hell and back. She reached over and dug her little fingers into the wound. The man let out a short yell before gasping for air once more. She carefully pulled out the bullet and set it beside her. The man's blood was slowly oozing from the wound.
Lily ripped off a piece of his lab coat and put it over his wound. She then ripped off a strip and tied it around his shoulder, over the wound. The man inhaled sharply as the little girl pulled it tight. She then ran inside the building. She looked frantically, until she found what she was looking for. She returned outside, carrying a large blanket. She spread it out next to the man.
"You need to roll over," she told the man, "I can't do it myself. You need to help me". The man used his legs to turn himself over onto his stomach and then onto his back again with the girl's help. He could barely move, and was having trouble breathing. Lily wrapped the blanket over him and grabbed it by his head. She moved slowly, but managed to drag the man inside and into the nearest room. He was young and thin. Had he been much heavier, she wouldn't have been able to get him in there. In the middle of this room was a steel operating table. A shiver went down Lily's spine as she uncovered the man.
"You need to get up on the table," she told him. She helped him roll onto his stomach. He held his left arm to his chest as he mustered up enough strength to push himself up with his right. He clung to the leg of the table as he tried to get his legs under him. Lily pushed back on the top of his left shoulder and tried pulling up on his pants. The man managed to get his left foot under him and push himself up. He rolled onto the table and gasped for air again.
Lily ran out of the room and down the hall. She tried remembering which way she had run when she got out. Stairs. She had definitely run down stairs. She climbed the first staircase she came to. She opened the door to the hall and knew right away, this was the right place. Her footsteps echoed eerily as she walked down the hall. Second door on the right. She took a deep breath before turning the knob and walking in. This had been her prison. This is where they had tortured her. She rummaged through the drawers where they had kept their records. Bingo. Right there in the drawer was a detailed diagram of her body. They must have left it because they didn't need it anymore.
She quickly grabbed the paper and ran back downstairs. She went back to the man who was still bleeding out on the table. She grabbed a stool and laid the paper out on the counter behind her. It was her body, but she figured humans are all typically the same. She studied the diagram carefully before turning to the man on the table. She used her fingers to open the wound more and see how bad it was.
"It doesn't look like anything was hit. It came close to your heart, but the worst thing you've got is the blood loss," She told him. She covered him up with the blanket. Whenever they would do experiments that made her lose a lot of blood, they would always keep her warm and make her eat, even if she wasn't hungry. She didn't know where they kept the food, and didn't think that they would have left any.
She ran out of the building and went out into the forest to find some fruit. She found a few fruit trees nearby and grabbed as many apples and peaches as she could carry. She brought them back inside and handed a peach to the man. She ran back outside and grabbed some oranges. She always drank orange juice after experiments, so it must have been good for recovering.
Back inside, the man finished his peach as Lily came running back in. She couldn't find a cup, but used a beaker to squeeze orange juice into. She helped him sit up a little to drink the orange juice. He lay back down. He could feel his strength starting to come back. His breathing was deeper and he wasn't gasping anymore. He closed his blue eyes and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Lily sat quietly and watched as the man slept. This was the one responsible for her suffering. He had been left for dead. She had saved him. Her mind was racing as she thought of everything he had put her through. She could have left him there to die. Maybe she should have. Maybe she shouldn't have come back to this place. Would it have been better if she had just left thinking he was dead? She looked outside as the sun disappeared behind the trees. She had spent the entire day saving this man; this horrible man. She slowly drifted off into a very unsettling sleep.
Hope you liked it! I'll have the next chapter out in a couple weeks, so just hang in there. Reviews are greatly appreciated!