Chapter 20

Skye sat in her bed, the medicine smelling sheets getting more annoying each day. Skye was feeling sad because Ciel was gone, and not with her today. The doctors were doing tests on her, but Skye had no idea what they were doing. The two other girls were gone, Skye wasn't sure where they went but they hadn't come back. Their beds were gone so it opened up more room for Skye to play.

If Skye were to guess she'd say she'd been there for about a month, most likely more. She mostly followed a routine of the doctors doing tests on her, than coming back to her room. Usually she'd only get Breakfast, which was usually gross, and they wouldn't give her lunch or dinner often because she usually had to do a test for the doctors, and they needed her stomach empty. Sometimes the doctors just inject the nutrition's into her and didn't bother giving her food. Skye had been growing sick of needles.

The doctor comes back in the room with Ciel, she seemed out of it compared to the other times she came back. "Ciel?" Skye says running towards her.

Ciel doesn't answer.

"Ciel what's wrong?"

"She is just tired." Nurse Barb explains. One of the thousands of nurses that worked with Skye each week. "Mary now we're going to take you for overnight testing."

Skye frowns, she hated overnight testing. They usually had to hook her up to all sort of machines, and sometimes they'd put her to sleep and she wouldn't wake up till a few days later. Maybe she had been here longer that she thought.

Skye follows the nurse out the hallway, and watches the motionless Ciel stay in place. Her eyes were red, and she didn't seem to even be able to hear properly. Another nurse begins helping Ciel change out of her hospital gown. Skye was already in hers.

Were they going to do what they did to Ciel, to her?

Skye didn't want to be like that, she wanted to be left alone. Skye wanted to leave as a matter of fact. She didn't want to stay here in this hospital anymore.

Nurse Barb leads Skye down to a different section of the hospital that she hadn't previously been in. Skye was surprised when they actually past a window, where Skye could see a pure dark horizon. It was obviously late at night, but they didn't exactly have clocks here. Skye sometimes asked, but the doctors often didn't answer.

Skye is lead to a room where there is an operating table in the middle of the room. Doctors surround the table, already wearing masks.

Fear swarms through Skye, but the nurse behind her puts a hand on her back, as if refusing to let her run. Skye looks back at the door behind her. She'd never tried to run from the tests, but right in that room she felt the urge to get away. To hide away from this place.

Skye gulps, her eyes follow along at the doctors. None of them were looking directly at her, but they all had her in their vison.

"Are we sedating her?" Nurse Barb asks.

"No she needs to stay awake for this procedure."

Were they going to do the stuff they did to her while she was asleep before, except this time awake while she was awake?

"Is it even worth trying on this one, we should just dispose of this subject already. We're almost certain it's the first anyway." A doctor with black hair says to another doctor in blue scrubs. It was the doctor from her first day.

"Only about 21.82% are positive she's the correct one." This doctor explains to the other doctor. "We need to do the procedure on both."

"Come on Mary." The nurse says grabbing Skye's hand and pulling her to the center of the room.

Skye was scared, they all looked at her as if she were an animal.

Maybe that's all she was to them?

But weren't they trying to cure her? Didn't she have cancer?

The nurse lifts Skye up on the table. A doctor inserts an I.V band into her arm. No fluid was in the bag, and Skye wondered why, since usually there was either blood, or a white clear fluid in it.

A doctor grabs Skye's body and forces her down on the table. Her hands are strapped down. Her hands had never been strapped before? "What's going on?" Skye ask the doctors. Skye struggles, her tiny wrist no match for the cuffs. "Please, don't do anything to me." Skye begs. The doctors don't seem to be paying attention as they all begin to prep special tools. A machine is rolled next to the bed, and a doctor fills a vile with amber liquid.

Tears fill Skye's eyes and she's not even sure why. They were making her better, why did she need to cry.

"Nurse." Skye shouts hoping maybe the nurse will save her. Some of her nurses were nice, letting her have juice with her medicine sometimes. But the nurse was looking at her the same way the doctors did. Her comfort fake. "Ciel." Skye shouts hoping maybe she'll come to her rescue, but that happening was beyond recognition.

A doctor straps some devices that pinch Skye's forehead. None of the doctors explain what the devices are doing to her. Another doctor feeds the amber liquid into Skye's arm via an injection. The last doctor fills the I.V bag with a clear liquid, than adds some of the amber stuff they had just injected in her arm.

At first Skye doesn't feel anything, the pain from the injection still evident, but then she feels it. A scouring pain throughout her arm. The gold liquid felt like a fire crawling slowly under her skin.

Skye screams, not one of the doctors caring or daring console her. It was if her screams were more of an annoyance than anything. Skye tries to hold back, but the pain became too much for even her to handle.

"She's taking it much better than the first subject." Nurse Barb says with satisfaction.

"Yes, her brain activity isn't even sky rocketing. It as if her own body is building up a resistance." The doctor fills up another needle with the amber like liquid. "I wonder how much resistance she can take till her brave waves are at a risk level. Subject 31 was at a risk within minutes. Fascinating."

Skye squirms from the pain, her eyes letting out vast amounts of tears. To a seven year old falling on the ground and scraping your knee hurt, but this was on a whole new level.

"Permission to add more of the serum?" The mean doctor from the first day asks.

"Granted, I want to see how far her pain tolerance will last before she blacks out."

Skye's screams turn into dilated breaths. "Please, no more." She begs in her tiny voice. The pain getting lighter under her skin, but still as evident as earlier. The amber liquid was disappearing into her bloodstream, but it still hurt every inch of her skin.

"Injection or fully into her bloodstream."

"Let's start with a few more injections, if she's still conscious will begin putting the liquid into her bloodstream."

Skye struggles, her vision blurry from the tears. "Please." She begs, the doctors all forming into one. "No."

But they inject the amber liquid again, and Skye continues to scream the pain even worse than before.

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Skye's eyes open but she's still in the nightmare. "Please no." She mumbles to herself. "Please no." Skye hugs her pillow, the memory more real in her mind then when it actually happened. "Please… stop." She moans.

Sorry if this chapter was sort of dark and hard for some people to handle. The next chapter will be lighter.