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04 Nowhere To Run

Instinctively, my eyes squeezed themselves shut tight. The bright lights around me where becoming unbearable.

Squinting, I tried to take in the room around me without blinding myself. Everything was blurred so I closed my eyes, knowing they'd be useless at the moment. I tried lifting my head knowing room checks would be made soon and I needed to get out of bed. Instantly everything spun, but I pushed through it, throwing my legs over the side of my mattress and pushed off to stand.

Something tugged at the crease of my elbow. I quickly pulled whatever it was away from my skin, ripping off some kind of adhesive along with it.

Without warning, a loud siren sounded causing my eyes to snap open and focus on a room that definitely was not one I recognized or expected.

I panicked.

There were two doors, one stood open revealing a bathroom so I bee-lined for the other, but before I could attempt my escape, I heard movement from somewhere behind the barrier and froze. There were voices and they were coming closer. I scanned the room again, searching for an escape route that didn't exists. There were no windows and nothing I could fashion into a weapon.

The handle on the door twisted and I ran for the bathroom, locking the door and scrambling to the far corner. There were no windows here either but at least there was something between me and who ever had put me in this room.

The voices that entered were muffled though the metal barrier but sounded panicked. Cautiously, I moved to the door and pressed my ear against the cold steel, straining to here when the coast was clear. Hearing footsteps moving back out of the room, I relaxed. Now was my chance. I grabbed hold of the sink to lift myself off the ground. I was more than a little surprised when the door I was sure I'd locked, swung open, cracking me square on the head.

"Fuckin' shit! Ow!" I fell back on my ass and clutched my now throbbing skull.

"Duo?" A familiar face appeared around the heavy door.

"Trowa?" Now I was confused. "Where are we?"

He took in my sprawled position in the floor and reached out a hand to help me up. "Come on. I'll explain everything."

"Wait, I've been out for almost three days?" I was back on the bed I'd woken up on; the needle I'd unintentionally ripped out of my skin was now hanging around the metal pole that still held a half full bag of fluid.

"Yes. You had a bad reaction to the anti-venom." Quatre, a pale blonde I didn't remember stood in front of me trying to explain things. He had a concerned look in his eyes, making me feel like I should know him.

"What does that mean?"

"It means that if we try to force your body into the reverse transition, you probably won't make it." His eyes tightened. "Doctor J and the others have come up with another solution, though."

"What is it?"

He hesitated.

"Duo," Trowa who sitting next to me on the bed, hesitated for a moment. "They want to try having you feed on a human that has the anti-venom in their system."

"Okay? So inject someone and let me feed."

"Well, there's a problem." The blonde man looked concerned again. "The tests are showing that anti-venom's not reacting well with human blood. We have to find someone whose body can withstand the serum before we can even try it."

"Oh." I looked down at my hands lying on my lap. "So what will I do until then?"

"We have some blood baggies." He held out the kind of bag I remembered seeing in a hospital, hanging from a pole like the one I'd been connected to.

"Right." I took the offered bag, rolling it over in my hands.

"We're still doing some tests." He offered. "We're trying to see if someone inside the organization can be used as the…'vehicle' for the anti-venom."

"Tro, can't it just be you? You've already taken the anti-venom, right?" I felt stupid asking, I knew what the Reaction for a Feeder entailed. Tro' and I were close, but we weren't like that. Not that either of us wouldn't be interested in the other, but we were more than friends in other ways already.

"I would if I could." There was a hint of a smile on his lips; he was thinking the same thing I was. "But, I'm still receiving anti-venom for myself and I have to continue feeding until the transition is finished."

"Oh. Are you on the baggies, too?"

"No." He paused. "I have a… Feeder." He hated their words as much as I did.

"Wha? How did I get stuck on the baggies, but you got a Feeder?" I pouted for a moment. "Wait! Who are you feeding on?"

Quatre let out a small cough and a warm blush quickly spread across his pale cheeks.

"Oh." As far as I knew, humans didn't take the effects of the Reaction very well; they had no resistance to it. Usually a Feeder would feel attraction towards the one feeding on them, but human's emotions are so strong, without the effects of venom in their system their attraction becomes an obsession.

Trowa knew what I was thinking about. He could see me looking for it in the slight blonde. "The anti-venom keeps the Reaction in check. It keeps the obsession from kicking in."

"Actually," the blonde started, trying to regain his poise. "I need to go check how the tests are going. Heero should be back soon, so we can see how he interacts with the serum."

"Heero?" An image flashed in my mind of a stony expression.

"He was there that night." Trowa tried to remind me.

"Tall, dark, and brooding, right?" That got a chuckle.

"Yes, that's him." Quatre looked back to the door to the room. "We should probably get you out of here. No doubt you need to feed anyway."

As if in answer, I felt the dry burn of the thirst and my grip tightened on the blood baggie still in my hands. "Yeah, just a little."

I pulled the stopper that kept the liquid inside the package, draining the sack in seconds, not wasting a single drop. The burn subsided slightly, but it still lingered. I tossed the now empty baggie in a nearby trash can.

He moved through the door back to the hallway and motioned for us to follow. "Let's go. We need to show you around."

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