Chapter 3: Cleansed
Zane P.O.V.: 24 hours following to Zane's capture
Pain. A cold, numb, pain.
Waking up in chains blindfolded, to the pain of a taser, was not fun.
"Rise and shine, you pile of scraps," Cryptor taunted. "It's almost time for you to be cleansed."
"What is this, 'cleansing'? I asked.
"Nothing you need to know, for now." Replied the nindroid general. And with that, there was silence prevailed once more.
Kai P.O.V.: Approximately 3 hours later
"Kai? Kai? You still there, hothead?" Questioned a muffled voice. A slap then followed.
"Hey! Ow! What the heck was that for, Jay?" I cried. He promptly shrugged.
"I dunno. Maybe just to see how you would react. Maybe because Zane's still missing and we're doing nothing about it!" Jay screamed.
"Wait, what? Oh, right. Zane sacrificed himself. It should've been me."
"Yeah? Well it wasn't, so bite the bullet and suck it up, because Cryptor still has Zane, and we need everyone we have to help. Speaking of which, where's Lloyd? I haven't seen him in a while."
"Last I saw him, he went into Zane's room, I think." I responded.
"Oh. Ok. I'll go check, see if he can help." Jay said, and then he left. Silence once again.
We miss you Zane. Just hang tight. We're coming to get you.
Zane P.O.V.(Again, I know. It'll be good [probably] I swear) 28 hours following Zane's capture
Footsteps. That was how I gauged whether or not anybody was nearing my area of the "prison". This time, I sensed 3 pairs of footsteps. Rough hands soon grabbed my arms.
"Get up. It's time to be cleansed." A brisk, authoritative voice called.
Cryptor.
After what I assumed was 145 meters of walking, the blindfold, gag, and cuffs came off. After adjusting to the dimly lit room with internal night vision, I was greeted with the sight of Cryptor, two Nindroid soldiers, and a cot, accompanied by multiple mechanical tools and a rather large computer.
"We can either do this the easy way, or the hard way. One, you could comply with our demands and go through this process rather comfortably, or you could attempt to fight back, resulting in further injury. Your choice, scrap heap." Cryptor stated.
I contemplated my choices, and came to a conclusion.
"I will cooperate. I'd rather get this over with quickly than this, 'other option'." I replied.
"Good choice. To begin, go over, take off your shirt, and lay on the cot. We will continue further after temporarily shutting you off." Cryptor instructed.
I obliged, removing my drab t-shirt given to me upon arriving at the Nindroid base. I walked over, laying on the cot.
"Good night, little ninja."
Soooo, Chapter 3. Sorry for the cliffhanger. But I will try my damnedest to get the second half(I guess) of this "cleansing" up today, so look out for those. Also, thank to everyone who reviewed/ reviews on these chapters. Without you guys, I wouldn't have continued this story. So with that out, cookies and cake for all!
- Titan's Shadow