A/N: YAY! I am loved again1 I got two reviews for the last chapter.
Disclaimer: Let me refer you to hallway was cold and for once Abel was glad for the extra cape attachment on his priest's habit. He felt bad for Stella, but remembering she was a Titan, held his tongue. Of course the running helped warm his legs but the fire in his chest was an icy one.
Stella kept the pace, and they were not hindered, as they had nowhere else to go but forward. Eventually she stopped. Tres, who could stop motion on the drop of a dime, did also, but Abel careened into her back. For once, she ignored him and her normally happy face was serious and drawn.
Another steel door was in front of them along with two smaller ones to the side. Stella put her ear to the middle one. She could hear the pounding and the door vibrated under her fingers and ear. The door to the left had not one living soul in it, and nothing that would make any noise on its own. The door to the right had at least two people in it, and many objects giving off a strong electronic pulse. The breath caught in her throat as she heard footsteps coming towards them.
Quickly she opened the door to the room with no one in it. She pushed Abel inside and shut the door quietly as soon as Tres had moved inside. She put her head to the door again and listened as the footsteps came closer, then started to fade.
She looked around the room and the breath caught in her throat. It was a laboratory… one just like the one that had been next to her room she shared with her family decades ago. She swallowed hard. Thee were fling cabinets lining the wall and a table in the middle of the room. Next to the table were small counters with needles on them. She shook. Every minute, antiseptic detail was all too familiar to her. What was worse was the fact that she knew in that moment what was going on.
She half fell down as a cry escaped her throat. She covered her mouth with her hand, but she wasn't crying. She was growling. She needed to calm down or she would tear the place apart. Abel and Tres included. Her vision blurred and her nails sharpened as they dug into scalp. No, you have to stop this… She couldn't be too late. If she went too far, there would be nothing anyone could do.
"Stella!" Abel rushed forward and kneeled beside Stella.
She was shaking; her nails were drawing blood from where they had moved from her head to her arms. She was making strangling noises, and repeating 'no' over and over again. Abel forced her to look at him and saw her eyes had a thin veil of red over them. He knew what was happening.
"Stella, can you hear me? Stella, listen to me!" This seemed to get a reaction; she stopped hurting herself at least and looked at him.
"Abel, please…" she said softly. "Please… help me…"
A/N: Dun. Dun. Dun. I just love to tease you guys. What do you think of character death? Just kidding… shifty eyes. Sorry for the shortness.