AN: Well here is chapter 11. Wander what's going to happen next? I guess you'll have to read and find out.

CPOV

The Government was bigger than I would have imagined. An imposing castle like fortress. Complete with an electric barb wire topped stone fence. Heavy black metal gates swung open, screeching in their hinges as Derek approached. As soon as he stopped the car, I was yanked from my seat and hand cuffed.

"This way, Saunders." An officer said grabbing my elbow. His voice was gruff, but his words were gentle, as if he was tired of this. Leading innocent people, kids to their death. I was accompanied on the other side by a girl with black and bright eyes. She smirked when she saw me.

"They just keep getting more and more pathetic don't they?"

"Easy up, Tori." The gruff voiced guy said. She just laughed, wickedly.

They led me to the front doors of the fortress. The doors were imposing. Tall and made of deep dark wood. They swung inward and they led me through them. I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the sudden change of light. Where it was bright outside, it was dim and poorly lit inside. Torches hung in brackets along the wall. The two officers led me down a hallway.

After what seemed like hours of twisting and turning, they led me down a pair of dark stone steps. At the bottom cells spread out before me. More like cages. Thick heavy metal bars. Lined the wall, with people trapped inside. Everybody looked up as I passed. Men and women of varying ages, all older than me, looking at me with hollow eyes. The two officers shoved me into an empty cell and swung the door shut and locked it. The gruff voice officer spoke to me.

"We'll be back soon with breakfast. Don't expect much. We only food you enough to keep you alive. Not enough to satisfy you. "

"What about a bathroom?" my voice sounded kind of weak to my ears.

The other officer, Tori smirked and nodded her head to the corner. "That bucket's the only bathroom you'll see." With that she turned and walked away. The remaining officer looked at me. "They just keep getting younger and younger, don't they?" He walked away. His words copying what Tori had said but sympathetically.

Breakfast was brought to me on metal tray. It was what appeared to be oatmeal but had the consistency of eggs. A piece of very burnt toast and overcooked bacon. And half a glass of water. The officer's words came back to me. Just enough. I shoved it away in disgust. I wasn't going to at that.

"I would eat that if I were you." I looked around to see where the voice was coming from but there were no windows so I couldn't see anything.

"Why?" I said in the general direction of where I thought the voice was coming from.

"Because if you don't they'll force feed you." The voice was most decidedly female.

"Who are you?" I asked. Pulling my tray back. Something in her voice made think it had happened to her.

"Liz." she replied. "Yours?"

"Chloe. How long have you been here?" I asked. Picking up the toast, I started to nibble on it.

"Awhile, I think. After a few days, they all start blending into one." I picked up the spoon they so kindly gave me and scooped up a bit of the egg oatmeal substance. I gagged as soon as it went into my mouth. I swallowed and my stomach turned in disagreement of it.

"Don't get sick either, they'll punish you for it." My stomach twisted again, and it was all I could do to not throw up.

"Do they punish you for everything?" I asked risking the bacon this time.

I heard Liz take a breath to answer when someone shouted from another cell.

"Shut up, both of you. DO you want to get in trouble?"

"Mind your own business," I snapped back, "we're just talking."

"That's another thing," Liz said softly, "You can't talk either." After that neither of us said a word. Silence rang in my ears. I decided to focus on getting the rest of my breakfast down. After sitting perfectly still trying to make sure breakfast didn't make a reappearance, I heard footsteps. An officer, one I hadn't seen yet, stopped in front of my cell.

"Chloe Saunders?"

"Yes?" I asked, standing up.

"You are under violation of the law by practicing magic in public. You will not have a trial. You will be allowed to defend yourself in court. This violation is punishable death. Your execution is set for tomorrow at sunset." with that he walked away. His footsteps echoing off the walls. Once he was gone, the silence sounded deeper. Like everyone was holding their breath. I could almost feel their eyes on me. If eyes could burn, I would be incinerated right now. Why were they so mad? I wondered what the big deal was.

"Hey Liz, "I whisper later once everyone had stopped staring. "Why does everyone seemed so surprised about my execution?"

"We've all been waiting for ours, and you come along and get out the next day."

I scoffed. "Get out, that's what you all call it. Just getting out. I'm going to die tomorrow. Does dying not bothering any of you?"

"Wouldn't you rather die and see the light of day once more, then live in this hell hole the rest of your life?" A voice asked from near me.

"No," I replied. "But I don't want to die either. This is ridiculous." I kicked the bars in frustration. The metallic sound rang throughout the prison. "We have magic. We should do something. Fight back. They couldn't stop us. How many are down here, Liz?"

It was a moment before she answered. "Hundreds."

"Hundreds of us compared to, what just a hundred of them. We could do some real damage. Make them see things our way. "

"Will you just shut up, Saunders. No one is willing to sacrifice their life for a worthless cause. Besides no one knows how to use their magic. You're wasting your breath."

"Don't you all want to see you family, friends, wives and husbands and kids again? Don't you want to live again?"

"Chloe, just sit down. They've given up. They don't care. No one cares. If you were to stay longer, neither would you." Liz finished quietly.

I was about to open my mouth again when heavy foot falls approached from the dark.

"Chloe Saunders, you date of execution has been moved to sunset tonight for an attempt at forming a rebellion." They opened my cell door, placed me in hand cuffs, and led me out of the darkness.

AN: Well I hope you liked it. I feel really good about how it ended up.