Hey my fanfic people! So, how's your day been? Good I hope! But anyway, onto the chapter!
Nina's POV
Today they let me off my chair. They haven't done that in the one and a half days I've been here. "So, George." I say knowing he won't respond. "Why am I here?" I ask almost desperately. The boy stopped, turned around and looked me in the eyes with his pale ones. "You are here so they can get what they want." he hisses under his breath. My eyes widen. "Come with me." he says. I follow him to a door. "Go inside like I'm pushing you in." he growls, shoving me lightly. I listen, only because I'm to curious to not see what is about to happen. He shuts the door, and a light comes on. "Look around Chosenone." he whispers. I turn around, and see many people with the same colored eyes as him. They all stop what they are doing and stare up at me. The only thing I can describe as the look on their faces, was hope. "Nina, we've been waiting for you for a long time." George says. "Why?" I ask. He smiles, and waves his hand in an odd gesture, and another light goes on one of the walls. My eyes widen in wonder as a perfect picture of me is on the walls with hieroglyphics over my head. "The Chosenone will be the one to free you all." A little girl reads. I walk towards the wall and run my hands over the inscription, and I can just feel Sarah's spirit, and oddly, others too. "Chosenone, you will save us, right?" asks the same little girl. I look down at the girl, her eyes make me want to cry. They probably used to be so big and full of wonder, now, they were dull, and full of sorrow. I smile sadly. I look around at the fifteen to twenty people in the room who look up at me with hope and sadness. How can I not help these people? "I will do all I can." I say as bravely as I can. They all stand up, and I see smiles on their faces. Who knows how long it's been since any of these people smiled? They all cheer quietly, and I understand why immediately. They aren't supposed to be here, doing this. "Well, I got to take Nina to the room now." George says grimly. Everyone's smiles drop, and I am now frightened. "Whats the room?" I ask in a normal tone. He looks at me with a pitying look. Gosh I hate it when people do that to me. "You'll see." he says leading me out of the room.
After walking for about ten minuets, George opens a steel door, and smiles sadly. "Just go sit on the chair in the middle of the room." he says. I nod. As soon as I'm out of the way, he slams the door. I shiver at the creepyness of just walking inside. I walk over to the chair and sit on it, letting the cold metal of the chair seep into my skin. I shiver for the hundredth time since I got here. "Well. Well. Well." says a voice that makes my nerves go through the roof. "Look what we have here." The voice growls. Don't freak out, don't freak out. "What do you want from me!" I shout defiantly. Laughter, sick, disgusting laughter. "Brave little squirt." the voice says with disgust. "You'll break soon enough." he says almost quietly. I shiver again. Then, I'm about to say more, but metal cuffs chain my to the chair, the same happens to my ankles. "Hey! Whats going..." before I can finish, an electric shock goes through me and I scream out in pain. "AHHHHHH!" I scream. When it ends the voice comes back. "Now, Chosenone, tell me, where is the Mask and the CUP!" the voice bellows. I shrink into my chair, for only a second, then I sit up, shaking a little, saying, "Never." I spit. More sick laughter. "Oh, Chosenone. You will break." it says before another wave of electricity goes through me, and I scream once again. I want to yell stop, but my voice wont work. It stops, and my head falls forward. More of the laughter, then the shackles are removed and I fall out of the chair and onto the floor. I cough, and blood stains the floor. I barely see whats going on, but I can make out George helping me up, and leading me out of the room. "Come on Chosenone. Don't give in to this. You can stay alive." George whispers. I sigh. I wish I could agree, but I knew that I had to help his people. I PROMISED, so I will, even if it's the last thing I do.
Well, strong words from our very own Nina Martin. What did you guys think? A prophecy? Tune in the next chapter for some more intersting stuff! Have a great day!
-SABY