Chapter 36

The eight year old Skye tries to roll over, but she had no strength. Her hands were bloody from where the woman had beaten her earlier. It had been because Skye needed to be disciplined. But really Skye knew the woman Havoc did it for fun. She had joy whenever she heard Skye scream.

Skye holds her stomach, a bruise all purple from Havoc's kick there. Skye had been at the facility a long time now. The doctors weren't treating her like a child either.

Now they didn't even talk to her.

Skye would fall asleep only to wake up strapped to a table, or hooked to another IV, or to have another doctor doing who knows what to her. The doctors were much rougher now, even though Skye knew they couldn't kill her, it sure felt like they were trying. Sometimes Skye couldn't tell if the bruises and scars were from Havoc or from the doctors—no they weren't doctors, Skye knew that now

They were scientists.

Whenever Skye was left alone she would simply lie on the ground of the white cell they'd put her in. She didn't have anything to do, but in her head complain about the pain, and watch a white door waiting for it to open and for the scientist to take her back for another experiment.

On a good day the experiment would involve putting her to sleep, than she'd wake up to newfound pain, and probably another new scar. Other times they wanted her to stay awake; they would make sure she stayed awake even through the pain. She once even heard a scientist complain how it was annoying that pain made her black out, and it'd be so much easier if she'd just stay awake.

There was no way to get out of swallowing the pills now either. When the scientist realized that Skye wasn't eating the bland food they put in her room, they decided to stop giving her food all together, and just gave her pills with water. Skye wasn't really ever hungry because of the medicine anyway; her stomach often hurt though, Skye knew that's where they cut her open the most.

They always were taking her blood to, Skye wasn't sure she had much left. From all the times her nose bled, to the beatings to the injections and taking of blood Skye wasn't sure how much more they could take.

Skye didn't have a bed anymore, she was treated worse than an animal now in that respect. She just had a floor.

It was often cold, and smelt of chemicals. Skye presumed they cleaned it every time she left, because the stains of blood that had appeared were gone when the scientist brought her back.

Skye hadn't tried to escape again, whenever she went back to the door and tried to open it, Havoc had come back, and she had come back and hurt her again. Skye wasn't even allowed to touch the door without being disciplined.

At some point Skye had just stopped trying to run.

Skye wasn't sure how long she been at the facility. With Ciel she'd known she been with her for at least a year, but after she'd found her body, Skye had been drugged so many times she didn't know if after waking up from a surgery she been asleep for an hour, or a month. Skye hadn't seen outside, or heard the date in the longest time.

She sometimes guessed for fun, it was her little game. She would stare at the door and in her head guess the season, the month, the day. Sometimes she'd imagine herself at a school, sitting in a desk watching the clock tick by and counting the seconds till school was over. She'd imagine a mom coming in and picking her up, and a dad coming home after a long day at work. She imagined Ciel as her older sister, sitting at the table already starting on dinner before Skye even got to the table. Than when they were finished they'd watch an episode of a superhero show, Skye always loved superheroes. Than Skye's parents would tuck her in, and kiss her on the cheek.

That was all Skye was left to, an imagination, a false reality that would never even take place.

But Skye's vision would always fade away when that door opened.

Sometimes they'd order her to get up and walk, sometimes they'd carry her, and sometimes they already had a stretcher waiting. Mostly Skye would just follow with clouded eyes, never making a sound of protest or a sound at all.

A scientist in a lab coat comes in. He has a cane of sorts, like he doesn't want to touch her.

"Get up" He orders, poking her with the stick.

Skye has no energy and it takes her a few seconds to even move her eyes to look at the man standing over her.

"I said get up!" He yells kicking her against the wall. Skye lets out a soft cry. "Uhh, you need to be in perfect condition for the scientist visiting us. She's an important guest." He uses the cane to bring up Skye's arm, poking the thing into her body. He yanks her hand, forcing her to walk.

Skye doesn't pick up on the details as the scientist drags her through the hallways.

He brings her to a room, but unlike most times there is no table with straps waiting. Instead he brings her into a room with a table and two chairs. He places her in one. "Stay sitting." He says. But even that was difficult with the blood still rushing into her head from sitting up.

Skye stays for a while, only turning her head once to see a mirror. Skye knew it wasn't actually a mirror, but a one way window. But still Skye wasn't sure who she was looking at in the mirror. The girl there couldn't be her. She was taller now, her hair at her shoulders, after the doctors had to cut it. Her skin was pale, and lips an almost purple colour; a bruise was one the side of her face, turning almost yellow.

The eight year old hears the door open at the other end of the room. Three people walk in, one of them being Havoc, they weren't wearing lab coats though, which Skye found strange. A woman sits down in front of Skye, but Skye doesn't look up to see her face. All she notices are the flowers on her dress. "Does she talk?" the woman asks a man next to her, who Skye could see had a gun.

"She knows how, ma'am." He addresses.

"Mmm." She mumbles. "Well than tell me your name girl."

Skye wasn't sure if the woman was talking to her, no one had asked her a question directly in a long time.

"She's asking for your name!" A stern voice says from behind the woman. Skye recognizes it as Havoc.

Skye doesn't look up, but she knew that voice, there would be punishment later if she didn't cooperate. But as Skye sat there, she wondered if she really did know her name. Mary-Sue wasn't her name, not after what happened. Like Ciel, Skye needed to choose her own name. She would use the name she gave her.

"Skye." Skye looks up, for the first time for a while looking at these people in the eye.

The woman in the flower dress smiled.

"Ma'am that's not her name, her actual name is…."

"I'm well aware." The girl interrupts Havoc. "I just wanted to see if the girl talked." The woman scoots out of the chair. "Sedate the girl so I can see for myself you're progress."

Skye watches the woman get up and leave, and Skye eyes close as she feels the needle enter under her skin. She falls over, knowing for sure what just happened had to be a dream.

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Skye lays there, the medicine wearing off. The woman, all along Skye hadn't remembered. All along Skye couldn't picture, she couldn't remember the woman who only saw her once and asked for her name. The first time Skye had actually tried to fight back with her words. That woman had been Raina.

Skye realized how stupid she was for not remembering, but Skye knew it was just another reason she was stupid and stuck here. It wasn't her fault for remembering a memory from her three years trapped there, it wasn't her fault she didn't remember Raina, but who else could she blame now, than herself.

So sorry if this chapter was a little dark, or weird or boring, I don't know what people will think, so review and tell me. If you're confused this is Skye at the facility while she's 8 or practically 9, she's been there for about a year and half after Ciel's death. The next time Skye has a flashback it will be about how she escaped and the fire started since I'm trying to wrap up this story :D Next chapter we go back to Simmons.

Review please, since I'll busy studying lots for exams I will have less motivation to write, so review to give me motivation! :)