"It's on you," Mylo said.

Her arteries and veins had liquid fire coursing through them.

"It's on you," Claggor said.

Her nostrils filled with the stench of her continually damaged and healing body and a potent cocktail of chemicals, especially shimmer.

"It's on you," Vander said.

Her mind hurt the worst though. She would have thought her heart, but that was just too exhausted to be processing emotions, it seemed. No, this was a psychological terror more than just an emotional one.

"Jinx is my name," Powder said.

Her eyes were slowly gaining focus after they came down from rolling up. The physical pain intensified as she moved from her headspace. Both were unbearable. She saw the distressed face of the attractive captain. Was she torturing her?

"She is coming to, Doctor. Can the process not be sped up if we don't have any anesthesia?" Caitlyn asked in hopeless hope.

It was mild compared to everything else, but Vi could feel the bruises and abrasions she had made struggling against the straps and chains. But that was in a semi-conscious state. Can I break these bonds?

"Powder is gone," Powder said. My body is now as much a stranger to me as this 'Jinx' possessing Powder is. Do I have any of my old blood left? How many times have I been sliced with blades and stabbed by needles? I should be dead many times over. Yet, there is a poison inside me now. I can feel it, reshaping me like clay. And it will not let me die. So, is Vi gone?

"You already know the answer. If you can help stabilize her, do so," a lanky man in a lab coat and with a bandaged face replied. He made another incision near her heart.

With the shimmer, Vi's otherwise frayed vocal chords made her screaming sound new. "She's as dead as the siblings she killed," Powder said. She felt every nerve lighting with madness from this shimmer solution and the ceaseless agony. The table bounced from her rage. IT'S ON ME, POWDER! I killed them as surely as if I put a gun against their heads and pulled the trigger. I'll trade my life a thousand times as long as I can bring you back. If I can be resurrected so many times, I must be able to restore your life at least once.

"Vi, if you're lucid now, know that Jinx is okay. Your sister Jinx is close, safe, and uninjured. You can be with her soon," the captain claimed while trying to press down below her collar bones with her left arm and cover Vi's hands in hers without getting it injured.

Ekko and Powder had said the captain was a decent woman. Is she lying now? Maybe she's confused. Jinx is not Powder. She doesn't want to be with me. "Just go our separate ways," Powder said. We can't, Powder. Families stick together.

"That may help, Captain, but she shouldn't remember it. I'll be applying a treatment that will remove the memory of this pain. For her, at least," her tormentor asserted. He increased the amount of shimmer into her cardiac organ.

"You've got a good heart. Don't ever lose it. No matter how the world tries to break you. Protect the family," Vander said. I am losing it. I can't keep it with shimmer–SILCO's shimmer–drowning it. And I can't protect the family if I don't remember it.

"That sounds dangerous too. If she's conscious, you should ask her if she wants her memories removed," Caitlyn contended. She felt her apply more pressure to her hand, though it was moving a lot as Vi continued to challenge her restraints. Wait. Is that what happened to Powder? Did that monster Silco bury Powder's memories with drugs from this mad chemist? This twisted sadist in a quack's costume hasn't only hurt me but he corrupted Powder?!

"Informed consent is an ideal that often does more harm than help. Like I told her sister, I know how hard it is for this to happen to a loved one." The doctor moved the blood flask around.

A loved one. Her killer said Silco loved her. She said, "Yes." Powder's memories and feelings must've been manipulated not just by Silco's cunning, but with drugs. I asked, "Do you love Silco?" and she said, " Yes, with all my heart and soul."

He set the flask down and nodded. "She needs a few moments to convalesce there, then we will finish by operating on her head. Better for her memories to be gone."

"Nothing is ever going to change that," Powder said. You're wrong, Powder. I will change it. I will make you realize Silco can't love anyone and you don't love him . I'm gonna erase whatever fucked up delusions he put in your head. With love and action or by any means necessary. And I'll start now.

With her full enhanced strength, Vi pushed against the restraints with all the points of contact she could on the table. They buckled and started tearing and popping. The chains unwound. Both her attendants panicked.

"Vi," Caitlyn tried to assure her. "Be careful you don't–"

With her right arm free, Vi pushed the Captain away and she almost flew back into the adjoining space.

The doctor had filled a syringe with what must have been a sedative fast, but Vi was free except for one ankle strap. "Vi. listen. As Caitlyn said, your sister is well." He pointed aside with his empty hand. "Jinx is–"

In a blur Vi ripped off the strap, grabbed one of the chains, and swung it into Singed's already injured face. He half-fell, half-tumbled into the room after Caitlyn.

"SHE ISN'T A JINX! HER NAME IS POWDER!" Vi screamed.

Turning and looking at her little sister, Vi released a bittersweet pink tear. Vi ran over to her, but before she could she heard a scream answer hers. And it was more of a roar.