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This is an extra long chapter, so I hope you guys Like it, please review and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own finding Sky, stealing Phoenix or seeking crystal. Until next time xx Amelia- Mary .
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The red haired women ignored me.
"How are we today Dea, I hope your bruises have healed well"
She had a thick Texan accent that reminded me of the time I used to sneak a few peaks of the television and a cowboy was on, on my walks around the area which was guarded of course. The place was riddled with guards and was known to the public as an old factory.
She smiled confidently writing something on some notes and taking a quick glance at my cuffed arms.I stay quite. I could faintly hear men in the next room laughing and talking as if this was a an office not a torture chamber.
The women carries on anyway , still smiling with a mischievous look in her eyes. Boy would I like to slap that smile of her face.
After what seems like an hour of staring, she finally speaks up again.
"That was quite an outburst you had this morning, cupcake" still nothing...
" Soo, Dea tell me about your parents"
" They are dead " I reply my voice croaky and shaky.
"We know that already silly, I mean tell me who did they work for, their powers, is it like yours?"
"Sorry ma'am, but I don't talk about dead people and y'all shouldn't either, its disrespectful"
I laugh mimicking her souther accent.
"Well, don't be a smart arse with me, bitch" she replied with my english accent.
"The only bitch here is you"
"You know this is the first time you've actually had a conversation with me , I believe a congratulations is in order Dea "
I sigh exasperatedly "What do you want?"
" For you to answer the DAMN questions"
" Which I did "
"No you didn't"
"Did"
"Didn't, what are we in first grade?" The women asked clearly frustrated.
I would of threw my hands on the air for effect if I wasn't handcuffed, but I had to settle with a dramatic sigh.
"We'll I wouldn't know would I, In case you haven't realised you abducted me before I could get to that year!"
The same man as before walked in.
"Will you to stop having a conversation? Anna your supposed to ask her questions and not bicker"
The red haired Texan whom I assumed was Anna jumped up shocked and then laughed it off. The man walked over and sat beside Anna also facing me.
"I'm sorry she just won't talk" she says
"We'll make her talk "
Sick of them talking as if I wasn't there I butted in. " hey , hey man"
He looked at me completely and utterly shocked he then smiled evilly.
" You think you are a so tough don't you, we'll if you think you're that tough why are you still here, FIFTEEN YEARS and your still here ?"
I stared daggers at him not be leaving what I'm hearing. What is wrong with this man?
" HONEY, being tough doesn't mean I'm invincible it means I can stick through it. Being here for fifteen years proves that."
I moved my wrists against the chains, twisting them. They were just to tight on me.
"Comfortable?" She asks rating a perfectly plucked eyebrow.
"Comfortable in this situation, you bet. In this " I signal to the chains "not so much".
Without a word she slapped my across the face, I'm pretty sure I've got a ridiculous hand mark on my face. I just laughed it of.
" You know... I bet I can break these chains faster than people run when they see your hideous face, and that's ..err ... pretty fast" I said braising myself for another slap ...that never came?
(An hour later of torturing )
"You know kiddo I've gotta give you points for bravery and stamina , I can't believe you manage to hold out this long"
I spit out the blood from my mouth and have her a sickly sweet smile .
" we'll I try my best to please"
" I hope you don't mind me saying ma'am but I think you need a stylist and make up artist, I mean ... in all honestly I don't know how I'm not blind with the amount of time I've seen your disgusting, sick, filthy face. I mean was YOUR MOTHER A GORILLA?"
I say again in my texan accent. Boy do I love that accent, I just earned my self another slap.
"Oh we're back to the slapping again, I would of like to comfort you and say that your beautiful on the inside in stead , but that's just not the case"
(Slap)
"I have a question I've been dying to ask, are you androgynous?"
(Slap)
"No seriously though, you look like a man but hit like a girl"
(Slap)
" What's a girl got to do around here for a mask, MY EYES ARE BURNING!"
This earned a laugh from the man, who I forgot was here until he made his presence aware and walked out the room.
" Alright, if you unchain me, I'll break all the mirrors so you can't see yourself"
(Slap)
The women stared at me "Your so lucky the boss wants you alive or I would of killed you"
I laughed confused and said "does it really matter if you kill me on not. ..i mean ..never mind"
"Of course not, I'll be seeing you in hell" she replied smirking .
" I thought satan got a restriction form from...?"
(SLAP)
" Seriously? Is the only thing your good at slapping?"
(Slap)
My body was numb and sore. I was tired and aching I just wanna get out of here.
Before I could say something a big strong man I have never seen before walked in .
" Alright Dea, I'm going to ask a question and you're going to answer it, okay?" He says.
I shake my shoulder,biting my lips to stop myself from saying something wrong.
The woman walks over. " This one is extremely persistent, annoying and spleen full"
"Ohhh, the big he /she knows long words, well done. You deserve a cookie?"I smile innocently.
"Shut-"
"Or what? You're gunna force me to stare at you for house?!"
The man laughed " mark told me you to have been at each others throats all day, quite amusing may i add. You know I almost feel guilty for my unfortunate plans for you"
He sat opposite me. " Here's how things work. I'm going to ask you questions are your going to Answer them. Sound good?"
I nod me head.
He raised his eyebrows. Intimidating me slightly.
" okay, firstly a simple one, who did your patents worked for ?"
Even though truthfully, I haven't a clue I still replied.
"Classified"
" ohhhh, I see so we're a spy now, aren't we? . Well listen up miss, you will repeat WILL answer these questions "
" don't call me miss"
" Shall I call you sir then?I just thought calling you sir would be impolite, and since you are female it would be more suitable to call you miss."
I roll me eyes "whatever...dude"
"Don't call me dude"
I mimic him."Shall I call you chick then? I just thought calling you chick would be impolite, and since you a male it would be more suitable to call you dude".
He smiles to himself and the women then turns to me.
"I think I'm gunna like youn company"
I laugh evilly.
" Just wait till all the good bits" I glance at the women "you'll be running faster than her when she sees her reflection".