Shadow stumbled and fell; she barely felt the pain from the fall, as her whole body was numb from exhaustion and the cold from the rain. A lock of silver hair fell in front of her and she smiled grimly, at least this meant that her powers had returned, even if it was just a little. She knew there was a commotion somewhere behind her and she had something to do with it. She tried to get up, tried to use her powers, but nothing happened. Her eyes closed, blanking her into darkness. However, her sense of feel and hearing returned to her.
Her heart beat faster as she heard the squeak of rubber boots on the wet cement floor. It drew closer to her and stopped very near her. Then she felt herself being lifted up from the collar of her shirt and whomever that held her slammed her roughly into a wall. Shadow tried to jerk away from his hold but she could not even move a muscle.
"What did you do to her?" Her captor shouted roughly. "Tell me! Don't pretend that you're asleep!"
I know that voice! But who is it? Shadow wondered, still hanging limply in her captor's strong grip. Then another voice, someone also very familiar. Cyborg, her mind told her.
"Robin, stop it. She's unconscious, she can't tell you anything."
Robin… Shadow thought turning the name over and over in her mind until her tired brain finally surrendered an image of a spiky haired boy wearing a mask. I don't know him! I've never met him before, Shadow thought, and feeling a little taken back. She tried to register why that image was in her mind, but her mind refused to think, refused to do anything. It threatened to drag her straight into unconsciousness. Shadow tried to stay awake, but she could slowly feel herself yielding to her mind's wish. But before she did, she felt someone bigger and harder lift her and set her down onto a cold metal ground and then, she totally blacked out.
A groan escaped into the darkness and something moved in the darkness. Hushed whispers sounded from every corner, Shadow tried to make sense of it all but her brain still felt stone dead. She pushed herself up from the cold metal on which she had laid on, her body protesting every move. She ached from head to toe. Her head seemed strangely hollow, a headache worsened as the whispers echoed through out her head.
When the headache had faded slightly, she found that the whispers had subsided and instead there was a tense silence in the atmosphere. Shadow opened her eyes and saw darkness, blinking a few times to make sure that her eyes were opened and she had not gone blind, she asked in her usual cold and calm voice, "Who's there?"
A buzz of excitement surged through the darkness before it quieted down again. Then one voice, loud and clear said. "A friend, an ally. But no enemy of yours I'm sure."
"Really? And who is this that spoke?"
"I'm called Jinx." Was the reply, and in front of her, there was a spark of pink light before a ball of pink light illuminated a face. The person's hair was pink, the same pink as the light. And her pale face glowed pink from the light. She smiled and watched Shadow with her eerie and unblinking cat-like eyes. But as soon as she saw the face, flashes of memories rushed into her mind like a tidal wave. Almost all the little bits of memories showed Jinx fighting her. But how could that be? She had never seen her before this day, just like the spiky hair boy, Robin. But she still felt a little cautious.
"You finally woke up," Jinx said.
"Finally?"
"You've been sleeping like a lamb for three days."
"Three days? That's long." Shadow mused, feeling a little shock despite herself.
"And who're you?" Jinx had asked politely, tiling her head to the side.
"I'm Sh- Skia." Shadow replied hesitated a little, and she frowned. Why did I use that name?
"Skia, that's a rather unusual name."
"It's-" Shadow stopped as she heard the sound of footsteps approach quickly.
"Oh great, here they come." Jinx muttered, rolling her eyes and turned towards Shadow, "Never mind, we'll talk tomorrow." She smiled once again before the pink light blinked out. However, minutes later, a flash of white light illuminated the whole place, making Shadow blind momentarily, but her eyes adjusted and she saw the she was in a dull, gray cell. And across from her laid on a metal board for a bed was Jinx. She winked at Shadow before closing her eyes. Then two men entered into Shadow's line of vision, both of them looked warily about until one of them saw her staring at them. He whispered to his companion and pointed at her. The other man watched Shadow and nodded to his companion. They both approached toward her cell.
"You're awake." One of them said, his voice was somewhat surprised.
"I believe that's rather obvious." Shadow said, watching him through her unblinking eyes.
"Umm, well, yes. You might want to get some more ah… sleep. I have a feeling that you're going to meet them tomorrow." He said and without any explanation on whom "them" might be, both the guards left quickly. There was a 'click' sound and the lights blinked out, leaving her once again in darkness. Shadow blinked and leaned against the wall behind her, letting another sigh escape her. She closed her eyes. And though her body begged to sleep, that was the last thing on her mind. Questions upon question piled into her mind, giving her a headache her tired brain could not withstand.