Chapter Four: Psychotic freak
(Aayana's POV)
I knew what would happen if I refused to return to the medical center-and I also knew that my efforts to fight them would be futile. Part of me wanted to retaliate anyway, to show them that they couldn't break me.
The other part insisted that I was already broken; I hadn't killed any of them even though I had had perfect opportunities. There were just too many of them, and I couldn't fight them all. This was my first time going anywhere without escorts to make sure that I didn't severely damage anything.
Or anyone.
I sighed as I arrived at the medical core. The people in charge of me sighed too when they saw me stalk into the building-a sigh of relief that I had returned of my own free will.
I was whisked to a small room with countless Objects. Not-worth-naming things, and nothing that could deliver any damage to a person. Great. Time for another Session.
A girl sat in front of me. She looked like a secretary.
She didn't look like someone that they were going to have ask me Questions That Have No Point Whatsoever.
The people that ask me questions are all, without exceptions, the People I Hate With A Burning Passion people.
Secretary lady was dressed in a thoroughly tidy blue dress, white socks, black shoes, and also had glasses. I could, at the least, break those. She looked about as fragile as that trembling girl in the cursed SQUAD I'm in!!!
The notepad that she held..... I wanted to torch it! Sadly, this room strips the user of their ability to mold chakra, much to my displeasure, hatred, and general annoyance. Please note the understatement.
Secretary lady keeps asking me Questions That Have No Point Whatsoever, which I answer because I know that if I don't they'll keep asking. I don't tell them anything that they need to know, though, so they get a bucketful of lies. THERE'S NO PEACE AROUND HERE!!! Eventually I get fed up. That's when I start throwing things.
Heh... First time I had to do this, there were books in here. I threw some of THOSE, and the guy interrogating me had this bleeding GASH in his head. He had a bandage for a week, and I heard that he almost lost an eye! I'm not very popular around here, but that suits me fine.
Secretary lady FINALLY left, which means I can go back to my "living quarters" now. Also known as "My cell amongst the other crazy people."
I have mixed feelings about tomorrow. I mean, I WANT to get out of this hell-hole, but I DON'T want to have to deal with my god-damned cursed SQUAD.
That black-haired-ice-eyed bitch is bad enough on her own! She thinks that she's "better" than the lot of us 'cause she can do some fancy tricks with chakra stings and water, but she's not the ONLY one with skill around here! Throw Lady Hyper herself into the mix, then shove in Quivering Coward in as well, then toss ME into the pot.... Well, all I'll say is that we have quite the recipe for disaster going on here.