AN: Hello! This is the last chapter for this month, I hope everyone had a great October. Many thanks to my awesome Beta MegaDiary123 and to all of you. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and feel free to let me know what you think of it :)

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Skye's POV

As I slowly creeped back into reality I felt this strange drowsy feeling coming over me. The last time that I remembered a similar feeling was when I had broken my arm and I woke up in the hospital, with drugs running through my veins. I could hear the beeping sound of what could only be a heart monitor in the background as I shook my head, trying to lift the fog that seemed to have taken over my mind. I remembered walking to the house one moment and then the next there was nothing.

With my strength slowly returning back to me, I opened my eyes. It took a few trials for my pupils to adjust to the blinding white light that washed the room that I was in, but soon I could properly see. I looked around and saw that I was in a room which looked really similar to a hospital one. Only there was a lot more space than a normal one. It was all white, there was one door and my bed, along with the heart monitor. I made a move to bring one of my hands to my head but as soon as I tried to lift it, there was something not allowing me to complete the movement.

I looked down, only to see that both my hands and legs were strapped down and no matter how much I tried to set myself free, nothing helped. What's going on? I mentally asked as my breath rate picked up and I started struggling against the holds. I could hear the heart monitor starting to beep louder and louder. It was only confirming the higher speed that the blood was running through my veins, since I felt as if my heartbeat was the loudest sound in the whole room.

It must have only been seconds since I started hyperventilating that the door opened and a person in a medical gown walked in, in a fast pace.

Once he came close enough to see that I was awake a smile appeared on his face. "Oh, great! You're awake!" He said as if me waking up was some big news. He turned his head and looked to a camera that was in the corner of the room, "We can start".

"Who are you?" I finally mustered the courage to ask, my voice breaking a little. "Where am I?"

The man didn't seem fazed by any of my questions and waited for some other doctors to come in the room. I lifted my head a little bit, as much as my restrained position allowed me to, to see what was happening. The three new additions brought a rolling desk with lots of needles and other instruments on top, as well as this strange metallic suitcase.

"Who are you?" I asked once more and the fear leaked through my voice with ease.

The first guy that had come in the room snapped in my direction and moved closer, crouching more to my level. With his hand he placed some hair that was on my face, behind my ear. I moved my head away from his touch but he leaned in closer and I couldn't escape him. "It's okay Daisy. You're safe now" he softly said.

"You have the wrong person. I'm not Daisy" I told him after a while. "Please, just let me go" I could feel the tears starting running down my cheeks.

"Doctor, we are ready" one of the others spoke and the guy that was next to me nodded.

"It's okay" he said once more quite softly. "We are together now. Nothing is going to happen to you. Gosh, I've waited this for so long!" He exclaimed and I flinched back at the sudden rise of his voice. "Sorry, sorry" he cleared his throat and the smiled returned to his face. "You have a gift. It's why I brought you here, so you can receive it. It's your birthright. There's a transformation, a-a-a change that has to happen" he showed the other people in the room. "They will help us, help you, reach your full potential"

One of the other doctors came in closer, bringing a needle filled with a liquid along. "I'm not who you think I am" I tried again struggling against the restrains. "Please, you're making a mistake"

The doctor put his hand on top of mine and held it tightly, his eyes never leaving mine. "It's not your fault. You don't know any better. But we are together now Daisy. We can be a family again". I hissed as I felt the needle penetrate my skin where my elbow is. This drowsing feeling taking over and I tried very hard not to close my eyes. "Everything is going to be fine my daughter" was the last thing I thought I faintly heard before unconsciousness took over me.

As soon as I closed my eyes though, there was not the normal peacefulness that I felt when resting. There was a searing pain going through most of my body. My head felt like it was going to explode, my ribs hurt with every single breath I took and my left arm was too numb for it to be normal. I could hear the heart monitor just as before but this time the doctors had left the room. I made to move my arm just as before, only to find the movement hard and just as that my eyes snapped open.

My eyesight was blurry and I had a bit of trouble breathing from the pain in my torso. I gasped for breath as I abruptly sat up. Through the tears in my eyes I noticed the IV connected to my arm, just as before and I quickly ripped it off.

I ripped it off…

Just like that I realised that I was not restrained even if my left arm felt just as like that. I made a move to get up, throwing my legs off the side of the bed. It was my chance to get out of there. Moments before my feet touched the ground, a couple of people in medical gowns came through the door running shouting something to another person in the room who I could not see in the moment. But I wasted no time.

I extended my right arm and shot a vibration wave to the two doctors who flew back and crashed into the wall of the room. It had never happened before, but when I shot the vibration it backfired and my forearm felt as if on fire but it did diminish the numbness of my left shoulder, making some itching and unpleasant feeling rise there as well.

Clutching my hand as much as I could at the moment, I tried to get up and run away while I had the chance. But my legs didn't seem to be able to support me and I fell straight to the floor, thankfully landing on my back and not on my side where I guessed it would be worse. I pushed myself to the corner of the room, where I could see what was happening around me. Despite the pain, my right hand extended in case anyone dared to come close enough.

I had quite a problem focusing. The blurry eyesight, combined with the headache and the loud noises that enfolded the room were not much of a help. I could hardly make out the two doctors being rushed out of the room by another person in white, while someone dressed in black was making their way towards me.

In pure reflex and without much thought about the consequences I pointed my hand to their direction and threw a wave.

Of course, it backfired like before, only this time it shocked my rib cage hard. Immediately I brought my right arm around it as if this would make the pain go away.

I noticed that any noise made before had stopped. I thought I heard someone say something, but with my trouble focusing, my hearing being filled from the whizzing noise I made with every breath and my pulse beating as if my heart would explode, I could not be sure. In this blurry reality that I seemed to live in at the moment, a black form, that seemed very similar to the one before, started slowly making their way to my direction. Immediately I lifted my hand as I sensed the danger closing in. Only my aim wasn't as good in the state that I was in and the black blur was too fast for me to hit. So eventually the person dodged and all I managed to do was to further injure my side.

I contemplated closing my eyes, but decided against it. Though I couldn't recognise any details, it was clear that the dark form had crouched closer to the ground and was slowly moving in my direction… really slowly though and with no sudden movements. It was almost a peaceful move.

But then I heard him calling to me again, the name dancing in my head over and over again. "It's okay, Daisy" he said. "You're safe now".

I knew it would hurt but I didn't have much of a choice really. I moved my right hand from my side and pointed it at the figure which I was now convinced it was the Doctor. It didn't even matter that he was wearing a different set of clothes than before, all I knew was that he was here. I could hear his voice in the room.

To my surprise, the Doctor backed up. He stopped moving for quite a while, waiting for me to make a move. "It's not your fault" he said again, repeating the lines from last time. "You don't know any better. Everything is going to be fine" and just like that he started closing in once again.

My breath was coming out in short patterns and I really didn't have any more strength to send any waves towards him. My hand was trembling, hard, no matter how much I tried to steady it. This was just another reason why, even if I tried and succeeded mastering the energy, the chances of me finding my target were too low. "I already told you" I tried. "I'm not who you think I am, please" I hated the way that my voice broke or how fear had clutched me and wasn't letting go of me.

The Doctor stopped momentarily, giving me some hopes that he might actually leave, only to resume his approach just as slowly as before. "It's okay, my daughter" he repeated and his tone was all so reassuring for some reason.

As he approached, I pushed my back further in the corner that I had put myself. As if I could somehow move through walls if I pushed hard enough and I could somehow escape the figure. I could still hear the whizzing of my inhales as well as my heart pumping at me ears. Its rate peaking up the closer he got.

My trembling hand was still outstretched and he, very carefully for some reason, grabbed it. But it was not the hard grab that I remembered. He was gentle, his fingers brushing through mine and carefully wrapping around them. He didn't grab me or drag me anywhere as I expected and we stayed like that for what could have been seconds but looked like some long minutes from my part. The gentle action had taken me by surprise and had send a warm feeling though my arm and to my body that I didn't really think that I would forget. I had to blink quite a few times to manage to focus and I finally did at the slender fingers on my hand. My eyes travelled, now more clear than they had been since the second time that I woke up, to the person whom the hand belonged to fearing that it was the Doctor.

A sob escaped my lips when instead I saw the face of my sister. "Nat?", was all I managed and it appeared to have been enough.

She immediately came closer and wrapped her arms around my trembling body, bringing me closer to her. I remembered her whispering calm and reassuring words to me as she helped me calm down. The whole ordeal that I had just went through though appeared to be quite heavy for my injured system and I soon found myself sleeping in the security of my sister's arms.