Snippet #2551126

It wasn’t long before Alyssa was gathered out of her room and directed towards one of the laboratory rooms. She said nary a word and ignored their questioning because it had grown tiresome after the fifteenth time. In fact, she did the same thing she had done every other time they brought her into the same room. She crossed both legs and started to mediate, exactly what she had done in her own cell. Naturally that pissed off the staff and she was jerked out of her reflection by a backhand across the face. Sliding her tongue out to poke at her now busted lip, Alyssa narrowed her crimson eyes towards the assailant who immediately backed away from her.

“Summon them, girl.” One of the staff, the one that hadn’t hit her commanded.

Alyssa rolled her eyes and glanced up towards the ceiling, flopping back onto the bed she had been sitting upon. Her long legs stretched out and she moved both arms behind her head, using them to prop it up so that she could stare at both of the staff members. She smirked and glanced away, her tongue poking once again at her split lip. She was starting to feel a little stubborn and although she was generally compassionate and seemed extremely innocent, today’s encounter with Bertha had pissed her off and made her not want to do a thing.

“No.” She glanced back at the doctors, making it obvious that she wasn’t going to cooperate.

“Do it!” The same individual growled and grabbed a towel and a bucket of water. Before she had a chance to react, two armed men had stepped forward and strapped her down onto the bed. Snarling as the towel was placed over her face, Alyssa tensed her body up, refusing to perform for them just because they were trying to make her. So, when they dumped the water over her face, she clenched her fists and fight to get free, but did not use any of her abilities, which just pissed the staff off even more. It wasn’t long before they were pouring bucket after bucket across her face until she completely passed out after nearly drowning.

“Take her to the common room.” The one who was in charge of the others spoke cruelly after removing the towel and drying her face off, leaving her hair soaking wet.

“Sir, she’s unconscious.” Another one spoke, albeit hesitantly.

“And? Do as I say.” The first male walked out while the other one put her in a wheelchair and did as he was instructed. Leaving her unconscious in the wheelchair, he simply shrugged and left her in the room with the other subjects and staff in the room.