Okay! So I think the updates will become a little more regular. I'm planning on writing a bunch of chapters today so I can spread them out during the week and I won't have to worry about updating until Friday or Saturday. So how was all your guys' new years? I thought mine was particularly good:) I had a wonderful time:D so ONWARD with the storyyy!

~NumberSixteen

The cave was growing dark. Guards had begun to extinguish all of the simple torch lamps so that the prisoners, or prisoner, could sleep. Skye hadn't heard or seen any other prisoners since she'd been locked up in here. She feared she was the only one, making it much more difficult to escape. She brought her hand to her face but couldn't see it through the pitch black darkness. Her heart beat at an quicker pace than normal as fear set in. She wasn't afraid of the dark and she didn't understand why she was afraid. She guessed it was night outside the cave and Lucas could be sleeping in his tent, happy as can be right now. Anger washed over her. What if he'd planned this all along? She thought about it more, but as she progressed with the thought it seemed a little farfetched. As she sat in deep thought, she almost didn't notice the light suddenly wash over her. She looked up and saw Mira outside her cage, watching her with snake-like eyes. Skye didn't move from her spot on the ground. Mira had two men with her, one of which held up a torch.

Mira signaled to one of the men to open the cell door. He did and went inside. Skye didn't budge as he came over to her. He grabbed her arm and tossed her onto her stomach. Skye let out a slight yelp before she hit the cave floor and all her breath went out of her lungs. The guard reached down to grab her wrists, wrenching them together behind her back. He tied some rope around her hands in a rough manner and yanked her to her feet.

She glared defiantly as Mira surveyed her. "She seems easy enough to break."

Skye worked up a good about of saliva in her mouth and spat it out toward the Sixer's leader. Mira dodged in and brought her gaze back to Skye, practically fuming with anger. "Bitch." Mira spat. She swung around and stalked toward the entrance of the cave. The two guards pushed her forward, each holding an arm. Skye stumbled forward, following Mira irritably.

She was taken outside into the cool night. She felt her bare legs prickle from the chill and she shuddered. She was taken across camp, the dry dirt clinging to her boots and legs as she walked. She suddenly felt filthy and gross as she was brought to a white tent. After being shoved inside, she noticed there was a chair and a table with a box on top of it. Skye was sat down on the chair a little too forcefully by the guards and her hands and ankles were bound to the chair. Mira hadn't entered the tent yet, but she did once the guards had exited.

She glared at Skye for a little while, Skye holding her gaze determindly. Finally Mira chuckled and shook her head. "Skye Tate..." She casually walked over to the table with the box. She played with the latch of the box for a few minutes before snapping it open. A few drawers popped out and Skye tilted her head up slightly so she could get a better look. Whatever was inside the box, it was gleaming in the faint light. Skye tried to focus her eyes a bit more so she could see what it was. Suddenly she realized exactly what was in the box.

All of the items were clean and pristine, seemingly never used. Torture objects. Some you wouldn't dream of seeing in this box, but they were there. Mira sifted through the equiptment, letting out a quiet mumble every now and then. She seemed to be looking for the perfect starter object. "You're going to tell me what you know about Terra Nova. What is going on with Taylor right now. How strong are their defenses? What kind of attack would be best to use. Of course, you're smart so I know to double check what you say. But just so you know, every lie you feed me will have a consequence."

Skye spoke up. "When do I get to see Lucas?"

Mira cast her gaze over to Skye. "Soon. Not until tomorrow, stupid girl."

Skye just glared defiantly at Mira. "What are you going to do to me?"

Mira just chuckled to herself. "That is for you to find out."

Lucas sat on his cot. He ran a tired hand through his hair. He'd looked over most of his prior research but nothing there triggered any possibilities to build a portal to 2149. He didn't even have the stern of the ship that they'd found so he could get any sense of direction to where the lost colony could be. He had nothing. Nothing to work off of, nothing to say to encourage his efforts to Mira. Nothing to help Skye. He had nothing. And what was he to do now?

He tried to distract himself as he settled down on his cot, letting sleep wander into his brain, but he couldn't seem to settle his rattled mind. He tried to force himself to relax by thinking about her. By thinking abou how she smelled so delicious, how her lips felt, how graceful her movements are, and how intriguing her found her temper. He was just drifting off to sleep when a noise met his ears.

It rattled through his brain as he tried to process what it was. His eyes had snapped open and he was sitting up, listening intently to see if he could hear it again but it never came. He replayed what he recalled in his mind as he fought to understand. It had sounded an awful lot like a girls scream. But he was sure it was nothing after a little while. He was just worried about Skye. It was probably a dinosaur that came a little too close to the camp.

He lay back down and drifted off the sleep, dreaming similiar dreams about her as she had about him.

Okay... SUCKY CHAPTER. I'm sorry. I'm just distracted at the moment! grrrr... I'll try harder to make the next chapter interesting. This one was short too... I feel bad! I will most certainly make it up to you!

~NumberSixteen