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Monica Flack

"High salary? Punishing brats? Count me in."

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a character in “Quarantined”, as played by desire99600

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Characters Name:
"My name is Monica. Subjects, you are to call me Miss Flack." Monica Flack

Age:
"Twenty one years. Young, yes, but keep in mind that I got my PHD at age eighteen." Twenty one years

Gender:
"Monica's not exactly a masculine name, now is it?" Female

Role:
"I punish the brats, and if it's out of my control, send them to Adrian." Staff B

Description:
"I'm capable of much more then it seems." Monica seems small and frail. She's a total height of 5'4" and her body is sleek and slight. She has the curves of a girl, but unlike others, hers are less defined and she has nearly no hips. She's extremely thin without seeming sick or ill, just delicate. Her dark brown hair rolls along her shoulder blades in soft curls. Not springy ones, but loose waves. Monica's eyes are a smoky grey that seem to roll like storm clouds when she's angry.
Despite her petite form, Monica's body can handle vigorous activity and workouts, and her personality is harsh and strict. She appears to be the type of girl who has a compassionate heart and cares for every animal and person alike, but she's nearly the exact opposite.


Personality:
"Never try to outsmart me. Making me look a fool will put you in the box faster then you can even realize what you've done." Monica wears a wicked smile on her face everyday. She's calculating and quick, smart as a whip for she received her P.H.D at the age of eighteen. What she lacks in size and intimidation, she gains in brains and motivation. She's dangerous for you know when she plots against you, she'll never lose. She's quite and her voice is sweet and small, but her punishments are the worst of all the staff B's, keeping the subjects strictly in line. She keeps a mental calculation of the trouble-makers and knows most of them by name. The other subjects are just faces to her and she completely wraps herself in her job, letting it absorb her. Monica's temper is terrible and it is easy to set her off, making her one of the most feared staff members.

History:
"What can I say? I loved attention so I always aimed to exceed expectations." As a child, Monica lived in a small town where everyone knew everyone's business. Her parents were sweet and doting and her brother was a high school dropout. She'd always been brilliant, but not by gift of birth for none of her family had ever graduated highschool. When she first knew she wanted to be at the top of the charts, was when she was featured in the newspaper for being the first ever girl to skip a grade in the little hillbilly town. Pictures were taken, people gossiped, and the article was fabulous. At this, she knew she wanted this sort of attention daily. She wanted to get out of the hillbilly town and make a name for herself. Monica wanted to be rich and make smarts famous. So she always aimed higher, better, and faster. Soon, she had her own column in the town newspaper and when she graduated high school at twelve her story was nationalized. The extra attention pushed her harder and she soon was the proud owner of a fabulous penthouse apartment in New York, owned a booming business at 17, all while working on her P.H.D, which she acquired at eighteen. Whenever Monica feels something is impossible, she takes out that very first article and reads it to herself. She wasn't asked to be apart of the Denva quarantine. She went to them. Using her power, at 20, she found out who ran them and insisted she be taken into their staff. She was put on as a janitor and while this insulted her, she soon became a class B staff member in the manor of a year due to sheer determination.

Possible Romance:
"Do I have someone in mind? Yes. Does he have me in mind? No." Monica's hero and crush is Adrian. She loves his devotion to his job, but keeps her secret hidden, following him like a puppy sometimes in awe of him always. She knows he's too focused on her job to notice her though so she doesn't push ideas of romance on him, waiting for him to realize it.

So begins...

Monica Flack's Story

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Shayla Bones


A few minutes earlier...

As Shayla ate, all she could think about was her friend. Her only friend. She knew that dark-haired Shanae always had a reservation in the box, and while Shay was noticed, she never quite got the attention she wanted. Yes, she wanted the attention. Normally people would hate the beatings and their time in the box. It would beat them into submission, but not Shay. Shay had a theory that if she used everything her brothers had thought her to the best of her ability, they might just get fed up with her to let her go. Then there was also the plus that she was telling them they couldn't tell her what to do. Though Shanae was different. For her, her time in the box was always the worst because she knew the only reason Adrian was keeping her alive was for the sake of beating her again. The man was sick and even as she thought of it, Shay nearly set down her dinner.

She sat with no one for that was the precise amount of people who could handle her. No one. Only Shanae could spend real time with her. They'd been together for four years. They'd arrived on the same date and had hit it off immediately. At first, their dorms had been the same and they'd taken the cots next to each other, talking up far past curfew and repeatedly getting hit for it. Sooner or later, they'd moved Shay out of the room, seeing as she was a "bad influence" but it hand't stopped her. She'd found other ways to convince Shanae to skip classes and explore forbidden areas with her. She sometimes even slept in Shanae's dorm.

As she thought about her poor friend, Shayla slipped piece after piece of food in her pocket with Miss Flack standing right over her. A sly little smile twisted it's way onto her lips for she was almost never caught and when she was, she simply lied her way out of the punishment. Though sometimes her mouth got her in trouble. When they finally began herding the children out of the dining hall, Shay stood, leaving her garbage on the table and earned a lovely glare from Miss Flack, to which, she returned a wink and a blown kiss. This only enraged the woman more and she tried to approach Shay, but was cut off by the herd of teenagers and Shayla slipped safely out of her grasp with a laugh. A noise nearly nobody else in the building dared to make anymore.

A few moments later...

Shayla purposely skipped her own dorm, slipping easily into the little crowd heading for Shanae's. At the doorway, she stopped, looking in on Shanae's slim dark form huddled on the bed closest to the window. Being the last two of the last bunch, the two of them had earned their window spots, but while Shanae talked about who would take their places once they died, Shay talked about who would take their places once they escaped. "Hey there stranger." She laughed, leaning her elbow on the door frame. From the window before Shanae, silver shafts of moonlight slanted towards Shay, illuminating her white-blonde hair, pale skin, and amplifying the effects of her silver eyes. The whole thing making her look like something from a movie. Some people though Shay was an albino, but in reality, she was just one slice shy from this for she had just enough color in her body to give her hair a slight yellowish tint, cheeks a little blush, and her eyes their metallic shine. In terms of appearance, the contrast between her and her best friend was startling.

Pulling herself off the door frame, she smiled at the new kids. "Look. If we're not back before classes tomorrow, when they ask you afterwards, you saw us there." Flashing them a blindingly white grin, she knelt in front of her huddled friend, softly brushing the dark waves from her eyes to asses the damage. "Oh my God Shanae." She whispered, bushing her fingers lightly over the bruise. I'm sorry." Giving her a sad smile and a smirk she stood and sat cross-legged on the cot next to her, handing her the food she'd stolen while she bandaged her back with yet another stolen item. "And they say I'm a bad influence on you." She smirked and laughed at the worried look in Shanae's face as she looked down at the food in her hands. "Relax girl. Eat. I didn't get caught. Do I ever?"

When she was done with the ointment and bandage, Shanae had finished eating and she knew the new kids were all watching them in their beds. They knew she wasn't supposed to be here. She rarely stayed in her room. In the four years she'd been at the facility, she'd slept in her own bed for probably the first years she was with Shanae, but after that, maybe seven times. "You ready?" She asked Shanae, an excited gleam in her silver eyes as her lips turned up at the corners to form a sly smile. "The roof tonight? Please? I miss the stars." Shay never went up to the roof without Shanae and she hadn't in the last five days her friend was in the box. It'd just seemed wrong and she was beginning to miss the fresh air only they could taste. So many from the last batch had begged them for their secret exit, but they'd kept it to themselves and now Shay was itching to get up there and spend the night in the fresh air with her best friend. It was the only time she was herself, the tough sarcasm dropped, and she could really talk to Shanae.

Monica Flack


A few minutes earlier...

Monica watched over the grim dining hall with a gaze that she assumed was all-seeing. Without her notice, right below her, Shayla was slipping food into her pocket. Monica glanced down at the girl with the almost white hair and her stormy grey eyes immediately darkened, rolling like thunderstorms. Shay and her friend were problems. She wished she had Adrian's authority and could just kill the two. They put a rebellious feeling into the new kids and it was something Monica didn't like. But Adrian enjoyed his toys too much. He kept them alive only so that he could get another beating out of them and while sometimes she wished she could be the one doing it, she thought it would be much smarter to just kill the blonde one. Shanae had a mouth on her, but at least that could be beaten out of her. After her beatings she was always quiet and submissive until Shayla convinced her into causing more trouble. Adrian had it out for Shanae, but Monica had it out for Shayla. She saw her as an obstacle that could easily be gotten rid of. If it weren't for Adrian.

Of all the admirable qualities about him, like the dedication to his work, his attachment with keeping the two alive for later beatings was infuriating so she made sure to always hit the two harder, watch the two closer, and punish the two rougher. She was the one who was always sending them to Adrian, and while Shayla was sometimes turned away or talked her way out of the punishment (God knows how), Shanae never seemed to fail. It was annoying really that the blonde could so easily slip from her grasp and as the group was begin herded off, she managed to do it once again.

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Shayla smiled as Shanae followed her to the door. The moonlight shafting through the barred window illuminating her movements. Before heading out into the hall, she did a quick check and smiled. "We're right on time. Miss Flack should be several hallways behind us." She said, for Miss Flack always did her nightly rounds at the same time, but judging by the sound of her echoing footsteps, she was still pretty far off.

At the door with the flimsy padlock, Shayla hesitated. They had a follower. Her eyebrows shot up to her hairline and she turned did a quick 360, making seem like she was just checking, not suspicious so their stalker wouldn't know she'd heard him or her. When she did this, she found a slight disturbance in the shadows at the other end of the hallway. The form had curves that only one of the newbies had. It was Candace and she was following at quite a distance. Shay had to give her her props for following her and Shanae wasn't an easy task and getting this far was a shock.

Shay tilted her head towards Shanae as they continued to walk, picking up her pace slightly. "We have Candace following us, but she's far enough back that Miss Flack will get her. Don't turn around, keep walking." Shay knew it was wrong to leave the girl to the wicked female staff member, but she didn't even know if she could trust the girl. If she knew about their hiding place, who else would she tell? Plus anyway, a slap from Miss Flack could teach anyone not to follow them again. Unless they were invited, nobody followed them. The kids from the last batch had caught on pretty fast. Hopefully these ones would too. Shay and Shanae's lat-night runaways were theirs only for now. It was their time to think and plan. To discuss the escape Shay believed in wholeheartedly and Shanae only half trusted. Of course they would get as many people out with them as possible, but these kids had gotten here but a week ago, and if none of them even had the guts to talk to her, they weren't worthy of being included in the planning and she couldn't quire trust them yet.

About halfway down the long hall, she could hear Monica's shouting and a muffled scream and Shay winced. No use in turning back now. They were at the foot of the stairs. Shay let out a huff of breath and steadied her heart as the tension grew, grabbing Shanae's hand. "I know I say this ever time we do this, but if we get caught, at least I'll be there with you." Her words were grim, but she knew their risks were high and getting caught on a forbidden floor surely meant the box. Shay had been caught with Shanae numerous times, and most of the time she did her best to hide Shanae in the shadows, but when they'd taken the fall together, keeping eye-contact with Shanae made their time in the box faster and less painful.

Squeezing her hand, Shanae and Shay took to the stairs and as a muffled announcement came over the P.A, she prayed it wasn't for them.

Monica Flack


Monica was doing her nightly patrol. The patrol was unauthorized and she did it in her own free time, but Adrian let it pass because out of all of his planned patrols, hers had caught the most. Including Shay and Shanae. Her little patrol was a way of showing Adrian that she would overachieve in every possible way if it gave him a second of his attention. Monica thought about the troublemakers she'd dealt with in the past and sighed as she walked. Shanae and Shay hadn't exactly been a pair forever. They'd, at one point, had five members of their little rebellion. Shanae's sister Melissa, most likely only along for the sake of her sister, a boy Shay had seemed extremely attached to Garrent, and small mouse-like girl named Flisa.

Melissa had suffered a fatal visit to the Doctor, Garrent had been tortured to death because he wouldn't give away the whereabouts of the groups night time escape, and Flisa had... Well Flisa was still a problem even though she no longer existed. Killing Garrent and Melissa had been a joy though for even if she couldn't kill Shanae and Shay without Adrian's consent, they were able to kill a girl Shanae had loved and a boy Shay'd been caught kissing. The deaths of their friends had somewhat soothed the girls rebellion, though they still bent the rules every chance they could, they were no longer flat out disobeying.

Pulled from her thoughts by movement in the shadows ahead, Monica smiled and skipped forward silently, creeping up on the unsuspecting girl. A shaft of moonlight illuminated blonde hair and Monica's heart skipped. Had she caught Shay again? Her fingers reached out for the hair and grabbed a fistful, pulling back hard. To her dismay, the blonde of this girls hair was much too dark to be Shay's but instead it belonged to a girl from the latest batch, Candace. "Candace," she smiled wickedly. "I don't suppose you have a good reason for being out? Following someone perhaps?" She said, hoping to scare her enough to tell if she'd been following the two trouble makers. She ran a finger along her captives jaw and grinned. "Do we have a trouble maker in the making here?" She asked, referring to the girl. "Well. She sure is pretty. You know, until..." And with this, Miss Flack lifted her hand and slapped the girl hard, making her drop to her knees holding her cheek with a muffled scream. She knew the slap would leave a good-sized bruise for her skin was already swelling. "Want to explain what you're doing out?" Monica hissed, pulling Candace's hair back so that she was forced to look her in the face.

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Axel woke up after he heard the cracking of the speaker. He listens closely to what it say and hears, "All subjects to file into the gymnasium for a night class. Miss Flack to meet me on Floor 3". He gets up and puts on his pants and shirt then decides to stretch a tiny bit to wake himself. He looks over to see Kevin and Candace asleep still. He walks over to Candace and puts his hand on her shoulder and shakes her a tiny bit while whispering, "Hey Candace I'm sorry but you need to get up all of were paged to the gym." She even opens her eyes and looks to see Axel standing over her. Axel sees the bruise had gotten worse on her face but not wanting to seem like a jerk he says nothing about it. He then thinks to himself 'Man she is pretty. I wonder if I have a chance?' He then says to her, "Come on get up and get dressed but this time please don't do it in front of me. Even though you're pretty please have some decency for yourself."

With that said Axel walks over and tries to wake up Kevin. After a little work he gets him up but looks over to make Candace is dressed. To his surprise she had just taken off her nightgown so Axel quickly puts his hands over Kevin's eyes so he can't see Candace getting dressed. While he is covering Kevin's eyes Axel has his back turned so he doesn't see either. After a minute he asks her, "Are you fully clothed yet?". She says yes and that we could turn around so Axel lets go of Kevin. He then tells Kevin "Get dressed because we have to go to the gym for a night class. Okay little guy?" With Kevin got dressed with clothes Axel had gotten out for him.

With all of them dressed they all went down heading towards the gym. Axel's mind was going a million miles an hour imagining what exactly they were going to do to everyone. Axel looks and sees some of the others heading to the gym but he doesn't see Shayla or her friend. He hoped they were okay and didn't get caught going to the roof. After a while of walking and alot of thinking Axel as well as the others had finally reached the gym. Once he is there he looks around and sees no one is there to watch them. He finds it really weird but doesn't care he didn't wanna have to deal with anyone anyway there were only a couple people he thought were worth actually being around. Those people being his his family, the other patients, and anyone stronger than he is. He thought how he really hated the guards already not only for keeping him locked up and the fact they woke him up so early in the night.

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Shay stopped when they reached the roof and glanced about the indent as if she'd never seen it before. The little space was littered with things that the two of them had stolen over the years including plans and paper and writings. There had origanlly been five of them and in the corner of their space, under a blanket and some pillows that they used when they spent the nights up here, lay seven thick, five subject notebooks. These notebooks were diary's that were filled to the brim. It had been Shanae's idea to take diary's and the five of them had been faithful to it, logging everything that happened so they could use it as evidence later. It was also a way for Shay to look back on the missing three of them. Shay and Shanae were still taking the journals, but Shay had the gorwing feeling that if they didn't do something fast they'd be just like Garent, Flisa, and Melissa. Just entries. She sighed thinking about the three for though they had never managed to steal a camera or anything, she could remember every line of their faces.

"Shay...we need to help the ones back there. Do you remember when we first started...how much easier would it have been if we had known what would be a head of us. One of them is only thirteen for goodness sake! Why? Why do they need us? Honestly, I think there is something...something I cannot put my finger on behind this place." Shanae's words brought her back to the surface and she turned to blink at her emptily as she continued. "Shay, you know we'll be next...we need to pass what little knowledge we have before..." At this Shanae choked up and she knew she was thinking about what had happened to Melissa and Shay couldn't meet her eyes for a moment. "At least we will probably go together. Adrian hasn't had his stupid "fun" with the others yet, he would want to do that first before he sent them I think. So I think we can safely hope that we will be together..."

When she finished and looked at her, Shay nodded and sighed deeply, staring at the little pile of blankets that concealed the notebooks. "Remember when there were five of us?" She said turning to Shanae. "God I miss them..." She shuffled her feet and sighed. They'd made the perfect team. Shay;, brash and full of action, Shanae; smart and filled with words that could kill, Flisa; slick, small, and cunning, Melissa; able to warn them of approaching danger with sheer intuition, and Garent; willing to do anything Shay asked of him. She shook her head and sighed. Melissa had suffered after a visit to the Doctor. She was always closest to Shanae, being as she was her sister. Garenet had been a personal blow to Shay for she'd been so close to him... She'd even been caught kissing the boy. Flisa... Well Flisa just... Disappeared and the facility covered it up with a story about how she was beaten to death, but neither Shay nor Shanae believed it. They knew she was headed for the roof that night and never came back. She remembered when the five of them had first arrived and how scared they'd been. How the older kids had refused to give away any information or form of help, and understood what Shanae was getting at.

"Yeah, she whispered, tilting her head back to the stars. I get what you mean. Maybe if someone had warned us..." She shook her head, blonde hair rustling across her shoulders. "I say we help them too. We just need to know who to trust. When we first showed up, there were a couple of people who would rat on anyone to get on Adrian's good side." She looked at her and sighed. "We don't have much time though... Do you remember Flisa? How the night before she was supposed to visit the Doctor she'd disappeared? Do you think she got away? Do you think we could too?" She glanced at the stack of papers in the indent that were filled with weak plan after week plan. "We'd have to be like... superheros. Should we head back now? Give the newbs some pointers or something?"

Monica Flack


Monica was just leaving Candace's room when she realized that Shay's bed was once again empty. She snarled and marched across to the second dorm to find that Shanae's was as well. By now they'd both be in their hiding place and there'd be no hope in catching them, but maybe if she told Adrian they were missing he'd take the little brats to the Box. Sneaking about was always a Box offense. Especially in their case. Adrian had killed the boy, Garenet, trying to find their hiding place. With an angry hiss she spun out of the room on her heel, dark waves flying out around her as she marched towards Adrian's office.

About halfway there, an announcement came over the P.A calling for a night class and for her to meet Adrian on floor 3. She smiled and slowed her pace a bit, straitening her hair on her shoulders. He probably just wanted her to lead the class, but this would be good opportunity to report to him Shay and Shanae's absence as well as Candace's lurking about. Monica hadn't bought the California blondes story about losing something for if they weren't allowed to own anything, what could she have lost?

When she reached the third floor she found Adrian and smiled as she entered the room, linking her hands behind her back. "Sir?" She said in a voice she used only on other staff. The one she used on subjects was filled with much more hatred.

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Axel sits up after he hears Shayla and Shanae run into the gym. He looks at them with relief because the guards hadn't come back yet so they would not be in trouble. As soon as Shanae enters the room she yells you everyone, "Everyone, get in a line. Now. I don't want to boss you around, but unless you want to end up looking like me, I suggest you do it". Axel, use to following orders from his martial arts sensei, almost automatically jumped into line right next to Shanae. Next to Shanae was Shayla and to the left of Axel was Candace. He looked at Candace and hears Shanae ask, "What happened while Shay and I were gone?".

Axel looks at Candace for a couple more seconds admiring her beauty and finally turn towards Shanae. He thinks for a minute and whispers, "Well Candace, my roommate, was out in the hall and from what I can tell she got hit. You and Nicholas were called to go see some kind of Doctor. And then we were all paged to come down here that's about all I can tell you off the top of my head." Then right when he finishes talking Ms.Flick walks into the gym. At that point everyone had lined up fearing what might happen if they don't.

Axel, feeling like something bad might happen after remembering about what happened to Shayla, blurts out while stepping forward, "Ms.Flack if you need to demonstrate anything during this class I'll volunteer to be your test subject for tonight. So please use me and not anyone I'm fully aware of what I'm saying and am willing to take the consequences for it." He looks around thinking 'Most of the people here are women and children. I can't be the kind of person to sit back and watch as they get hurt. I think this is the better off way to do it.' He looks towards Ms.Flack to see a very evil and menacing grin come across her face.

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Monica Flack


Monica smiled when Adrian told her to take the night class and her grin only widened when he said she was to find three to go to the box for later. She already knew who would go. As she thought about what Adrian would do to her three she was forced back into reality by his question. "Oh, yes sir, I have some news." Monica smiled wickedly. "Shay and Shanae were out again. I know because I caught Candace out following them. I wasn't able to catch the two, but when I returned Candace to her room, they were gone. I've got a solution though and if you approve I think I'm going to have Shanae demonstrate, seeing as she was out and she is to be sent to the Doctor there's no use in sending her to the Box as well and the condition she's in from her last visit will make it extremely torturous for her. For the box, I'll send you Shay, since she was out, Candace, since she too was out, and Kevin... I think putting the kid in the Box will scare the new batch into submission for a while." Monica smiled and when he didn't object, turned away.

When she reached the huge concrete gymnasium, she found that the subjects were already in line and nodded approvingly. "Very good." She said with a wicked smile. "Seems you can do at least something right. Let's see how you handle my class." Then something happened that she wasn't expecting. Axel came forward and volunteered to demonstrate. Monica laughed; the sound high and wicked bouncing off the gym walls. "You want to demonstrate?" She said, trying to contain another laugh. "How cute. Who are you trying to protect? Candace maybe? I know you hope she'll like you." She said loud enough for the other students to hear. "Or maybe Shanae since she'd already been to the Box and shouldn't suffer. Or Kevin? Maybe you want to make sure a little kid doesn't have to demonstrate my torture." She chuckled, knowing he was probably surprised by how much she knew. "There is nothing that goes on in this facility that we don't see. You can try to protect your potential girlfriend, but she's already broken the rules and has her punishment out for her." She slapped the boy and rose to her full height over him.

"Sure you can demonstrate, though you wont be protecting anybody." She said, pointing her arm at Shanae. "Miss Vena will still demonstrate alongside you and Kevin and Candace have it out for them as well." With that, Monica turned away from Axel and stepped several paces back from the line, addressing the whole class. "Before we can begin, we must first roll call. I say your name, you say here."
"Shayla Bones- Here."
"Axel Pierce- Here."
"Shanae Vena- Here."
And so on...

Shayla Bones


Shayla stood at her place in line and absently watched as Miss Flack tortured Axel. Her hand shot down to her side and grabbed Shanae's and she knew her friend could feel it shaking. The Doctor? How could they send them separately? How could they kill Shanae before they get the chance to even try trusting anyone else? How could they be sure to leave Shay all alone? It was horrible. Too much. She'd be the last one of their group of five and the thought made her whole body shake. She looked at someone else in the room, trying not to think of Shanae and being alone or the Doctor.

That was when she heard her name announced and properly said here. Candace and Kevin had something out for them? Oh no! The Box! Not only was Shanae going to be taken away from her, but she'd unintentionally sent Candace to the Box by not saving her from Miss Flack in the hallway earlier. Kevin was out of her hands, but Candace was entirely her fault. Shay shook her head and groaned only to find that the noise had stopped the witch of a woman in her tracks and gained her an evil stare before she continued with her roll call. Now she really was going to get it. Shanae would be taken away, a thirteen year old kid would be sent to the Box, Candace would be put in the Box because of her, Shanae would have to demonstrate with Axel, and Monica would be sure to make this night class as torturous as possible.

Shay sighed. Their nightly escapes would have to stop. They would have to use the time to get to know the new kids instead of getting away from them. She turned to the girl that was standing on the opposite side of her. She looked like she was calculating the exact size and shape of the room already and Shay chuckled under her breath, trying to bring up a name, when she responded to Miss Flack with a "here!" Shay knew her name was Olivia. Had she really spent so much time away from her dorm that she couldn't remember names? Shay dropped Shanae's hand, still shaking some as she turned her gaze back to Miss Flack as she started to wrap up her roll call.

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Axel sat there waiting when he heard Ms.Flick say, "You want to demonstrate?" And then as soon as he heard her say, ""How cute. Who are you trying to protect? Candace maybe? I know you hope she'll like you." He turned bright red and looked towards Candace and gave her a look. A look that said since the secret is out it's true. Then he became really upset once she said, "Or maybe Shanae since she'd already been to the Box and shouldn't suffer. Or Kevin? Maybe you want to make sure a little kid doesn't have to demonstrate my torture." He became so mad he couldn't control it and had his fists clenched at his sides. While he continued to listen to her say, "There is nothing that goes on in this facility that we don't see. You can try to protect your potential girlfriend, but she's already broken the rules and has her punishment out for her." And that is when she did something Axel didn't expect she slapped him straight across the face. Then continued with, "Sure you can demonstrate, though you wont be protecting anybody. Miss Vena will still demonstrate alongside you and Kevin and Candace have it out for them as well."

Then she stepped away and started to do role call with everyone. She started with Axel and went done the list till everyone was done on the list. Axel had walked back into line with his face burning. Burning not only from the slap but the fact his secret about Candace had been revealed. He still had his fists clinched while he thought to himself, 'Oh just you wait I will have my revenge. And boy will it be a very sweet revenge indeed.'

He then thought about how just about everyone including Kevin would be going to the box. Then he thought about how Shanae and Nicholas would be going to the doctor. He wondered how horrible that would be for the two of them. If they were being tortured this bad by a guard the doctor must be a thousand times worse. He then looked at Candace and decided since the secret was out he would tell her. He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Candace I think you are amazing and I will do everything in my power to protect you and Kevin as well. I swear even if it costs me my life I will help you all escape from this." And with the he quickly steals a kiss when no ones looking and turns bright red. He then holds out his hand so she can take if she wanted to.

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Shay watched as first, the girl she'd been trying to place stepped forward to volunteer for the Box and then, the boy who was supposed to go to the Doctor with Shay volunteered to take Kevin's place and called Miss Flack a witch. She tucked her white-blonde hair behind her ear and brought her eyebrows into view as they shit right up. What the hell was with this group? Already Candace had stood up to Miss Flack in the hallway, hardly screaming when she'd slapped her.. If there was anything in the world someone wanted to avoid, it was a slap from that bitch. Also, Axel, volunteering to take up demonstrating without even knowing what he was getting himself into. Then there was.. Olivia! That was her name. Yes, then there was Olivia who'd probably done the bravest thing, offering to go into the box. And Kevin, standing there with no fear on his face even though he already knew he was in trouble. Nicholas also, standing up for Kevin and then calling her a witch. Oh if only! Shay had called Miss Flack everything under the sun, but had never once voiced her opinion. The only staff member she actually swore at was Adrian because the only thing worse then the Box was the Doctor so there was no point in trying to keep her thoughts in.

Again the question came to her. What the hell is with this group? Her head began to spin. Shanae was going to the Doctor, she herself was probably going to the Box, and The Doctor wasn't too far away for her either. These people had no idea what they were getting themselves into and yet they still did it. As her icy pale eyes followed Miss Flack across the room to Nicolas, Shayla laughed. At first it was a small chuckled, but it grew louder and louder until she was forced to drop to her knees holding her stomach. Nobody laughed anymore. Nobody but her. Even Shanae never laughed for the damned Denva facility sucked it right out of its subjects. So why was she laughing? She had nothing left to lose and the end was right around the corner for her. Why not? Shay shook her head and looked up to find that all eyes, even Miss Flack's were on her and pretty much every eyebrow was raised. She dropped her head again on all fours and laughed one last one, short and sharp before lifting her head again and looking at the witch of a woman that had been dead-stopped. She'd never seen surprise on that face, not in four years and now as she sat on all fours laughing the woman's eyebrows were knight with confusion and shock.

With a smile Shay realized that everyone in the room now probably thought she was insane so she stood, looked back at Miss Flack and raised her own eyebrow. "What?" She smirked, grabbing Shanae's hand once more because she didn't know how much longer she'd have to do so. "You act like you've never heard someone laugh." She shrugged. "Why not, it's not like I have a ton of time left to do so. Now go back to slapping Nick psychotic bitch." Containing another laugh, she turned her eyes off Miss Flack and to Shanae. Was everyone thinking in their head right now how crazy she was? How stupid?

As she stood, squeezing Shay's hand, she hoped she hadn't just sealed out all chances of getting these people into her plan of escape. She was a great thief, unafraid, and knew the building like the back of her hand, but who would team up with a crazy person? It was hilarious really how brave these people were being for each other when they'd only known each other for a week. Or maybe she was wrong for laughing... Maybe it wasn't hilarious. Afterall, nobody had made a brave move for her or Shanae. And why should they? She'd just laughed at their bravery and the two of them had left these people to have miserable nightmares while they breathed fresh air and watched the stars. Maybe it was better if she gave someone her secrets and then was sent to the Doctor so everything could finally end. Maybe she was insane...

Monica Flack


Monica could honestly say this had never happened. Everyone in the room was volunteering to one form of torture or another and she didn't know what to do. When Nicholas called her a witch, she'd lost it. She advanced on him, dropping what was always a cool, collected, and calculating face for the first time in ages for one that displayed shock, anger and confusion. She raised her hand in the air, laughing a cold tiny laugh when he readied himself for the impact. But she didn't bring it down. A sound that cut right through her froze it there, suspended in the space behind her head.

It took her a second to realize the cutting sound was laughter and it was coming from Shay. Of course. Leave it to Shay to interrupt her, but when Monica turned to the pale girl, she found something that shocked her for the second time that night. Shay was doubled over on the ground, laughing hysterically. Monica dropped her hand back to her side and watched, trying to figure out why she was having such a fit. When she finally stood and turned her pale eyes to hers, Monica was once again furious for the expression on her face was once of mocking happiness. She'd finally snapped. The blonde brat had finally grown insane.

When she opened her mouth to talk though, Monica knew that wasn't the case. She was just scared and finally showing it. Monica smiled. "You're crazy Shay. You act tough and important, but you're nothing but an insane, scared little girl. Don't kid yourself." And with that, she did as she said, turning slowly around and pulling her hand back, far. She slapped Nick across the face so hard it knocked him down, putting all of her anger into the smack, and, like she was oh-so-famous for, she knew it'd leave more then just a little bruise. Then, without blinking, she turned around and stepped back in front of the line of teenagers, taking a few slow and deliberate steps backward so she could asses the whole of them. "How funny." She said, letting her eyes narrow on Shay's before rolling their way down the line slowly. "How extremely hilarious it is that you think you're brave. You're not. Get that out of your heads now. You're all stupid and simple and here under my control. Does it seem like I've lost control of you? Yes. Have I?" She hesitated for effect, letting a wicked smile twist across her face. "No. See... The point is that this facility is inescapable, you're all oh so small and weak compared to us, and we own you now. There's nothing you can do and tonight you will realize just how insignificant you are. You can try to act tough and rebel in your feble ways, but the fact of the matter is: you're all sick, and you're all going to die."

Monica laughed. "Shay, Olivia, and Candace will go to the Box. Kevin, Axel, and Shanae will demonstrate. Now, the three of you get your asses up here and everyone drop for... let's say 100 push ups. I want every single one of them perfect or you'll just keep doing them."

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Axel was so happy to hear Candace say, "Axel I feel the same way, even though it's just been a few days, I can't help but like you more and more. Hopefully we can get through this together." Almost instantly the world seemed to melt away at those words. But it didn't last long because a few moments later there was a loud cracking sound. Axel looked over to see Nicholas had been smacked so hard he was on the ground. He watched as she looked so proud of herself, all Axel could thinks is that he wouldn't let anything happen to Candace or Kevin. He heard Ms.Flick say, "Shay, Olivia, and Candace will go to the Box. Kevin, Axel, and Shanae will demonstrate. Now, the three of you get your asses up here and everyone drop for... let's say 100 push ups. I want every single one of them perfect or you'll just keep doing them." Axel stood there thinking 'I am so glad I do pushups alot of this would be impossible for me.'

Before he can walk forward he hears a voice behind him say, "You may continue Monica." So he turns around and sees a man he doesn't seem to know but already doesn't like. The man continued to say with authority "I noticed some of you have lost a little respect...I suggest that changes". Axel just completely feed up with all the crap walks forward and get down to do his push ups. While doing his push ups he says, "One pushup, Ms.Flack....Two pushups, Ms.Flack...Three pushups, Ms.Flack..." He did that the whole time making sure to keep him composure. He just kept the thoughts of how amazing it is that he confessed to Candace. He thought about the kiss, and the fact she had the same feelings for him as well.

Axel distracted with his thoughts did his pushups extremely fast. But all with perfect stance, eventually he heard himself say, "ninety eight pushups, Ms.Flack...ninety nine pushups, Ms.Flack...One hundred pushups, Ms.Flack" He got up extremely tired and saw the others were still doing their pushups he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He made sure that no one was looking besides Candace was looking. Once he made sure of that he lipped the words, "You're amazing". He wanted to say more but knew he wouldn't have much time before Ms.Flack would yell at him to do something else.

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Monica's mouth twisted into a smile watching Destiny take Shayla and Adrian take Nick and Shanae. Three less trouble makers to worry about. Then she turned to her class and slipped her hand over the whip coiled around her arm. "Now. I expect you to do everything I say because I have full permission from Adrian to break you if I have to." She chuckled and sighed. "Well we've lost all three of our demonstrators so why don't we have Olivia come up?" She watched as the girl came to the front, wary of what she'd have to do. Miss Flack uncoiled her whip and grinned wickedly, snapping it at her side, and letting it's tip lash out at Olivia's ankle. "I want you all to run... Let's say 50 laps around the gym. Every time you lag..." She snapped the whip at Olivia's ankles again, drawing blood. "...or whenever I feel like it. You'll get my whip. Not a single one of you will leave her with clean legs. Now go."

[I'm going to wait to post from Shayla. Having creative issues, and there's not much for her to do until Adrian gets to the Box.]

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Monica laughed wickedly everytime the whip lashed out and when Axel came back, she smiled and promptly told him too begin his 100 laps. As expected, he filed in beside Candace and stood in, what he thought, was her way to "protect" her. Though it was nothing of the sort. She whipped out her whip and was able to make contact with the girls legs and take her down through Axel's strides. "Don't try and protect her Axel. It's never going to happen." She hissed at him and watched the others continue running.

When Adrian came in and told her to dismiss the class she sighed and pulled in her whip, wrapping it tightly around her arm. "Boo." She falsely pouted. "I was only getting started. Oh well." She sighed dramatically and waved him off with a flick of her wrist. When he was gone, she clicked her heels together and called for her classes attention. "Class is now over." She hissed loudly. "File back to your rooms now. Anyone caught sneaking out will be punished." Monica watched as they began to file from the room and followed after them with her whip in her hand, escorting them back to their dorms.

Shayla Bones


Shayla sat quietly while Axel tied her up. Her mind was running a mile a minute and she could hardly contain her thoughts. She was happy when he and Destiny finally left so that she had a second by herself to just breath and organize herself so that when Adrian arrived, he didn't get the satisfaction of seeing her wound up. Funny how that brief second of relife could be found in The Box of all places. The bandana around her throat chafed and she pinched her eyes shut tight, trying to slow her breathing. She was panicking as she always did in the few seconds before her torture in the box. How could Shanae be sent to the Doctor? How? They were so close and now? Well now she was all alone and not a single one of the new group trusted her. Except for maybe Nick.

Shayla allowed a low, frustrated groan to escape her lips, but held in the tears that threatened her eyes. Maybe it was better if it ended. Maybe death was the only way out of this horrible facility. How would she go? Would she go down bravely like Garent, the boy she'd loved, tortured to death for protecting his friends? Would she dissapear mysteriously like Flisa? Would she turn white and whither away like Melissa after a visit to the Doctor? Or would she end it herself? No. She had to stop thinking like that. She was going to get out of here. Shanae was going to be okay. Nick was... Nick? Why'd she think of him? Oh how her thoughts were mixed...

When Adrian finally arrived, she hardly noticed. She sat in the corner on her knees, hands tied tightly at her wrists behind her back. She was bent over herself, face towards the floor, platinum hair grazing it gently. She hadn't even realized he'd entered until he'd spoken. "Shayla" She heard Adrian purr wickedly, bringing her blood to a curdle at the sound of her name on his lips. "Looks like I only have one of the twosome left. It is a shame you won't be able to say goodbye to Shanae when...if... she wakes up. Rather thoughtless of you to leave her like that don't you think? If you hadn't caused so much trouble you might have been able to do something. To bad you didn't think it through. It's not the first time" And now the fear went out of her. The uncertinty flew from her body with wings as it always did whenever Adrian was around. Most people were intimidated and frightened of the man, but he only brought hatred to her eyes and she guessed that was one of the reasons he hated her so. She was afraid of the other staff and it was obvious, but she only hated him. Never feared him. As hard as she'd tried to fear him, to try and keep herself out of the Box, she couldn't.

Shay looked up at the man with liquid silver eyes practically dripping with hate. She met his and was ready to open her mouth to match her steady gaze, but his foot caught her in the ribs and she heard a loud crack fill the air, followed by his voice once more. "I must say I am a little dissapointed..." She let out a soft gasp, but once again held in any screams or tears. She wouldn't let him have that. Not yet. She always made Adrian fight for his screams.

"Adrian." She spat malicly. He was the only staff member she talked back to truly for she was already in the Box. How much worse could it get? "I'm the one who's dissapointed in you. I never left her. You and I both know there would have been nothing I could do for her that wouldn't get me into more trouble." She looked up at him, pale eyes set in a snarl. "There's going to come a day when the only people left at this hell hole will be me, you, and Shanae." She paused. "And guess who'll be hooked up to your stupid machine?" Dropping her eyes, she turned her face back to the ground, once again letting her hair touch the floor. She knew she was pushing him, but that's what she was. She was a rebel and there wasn't much more to it.

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Axel watched in anger as he saw that his plan had actually back fired on himself. He fully realized that he had caused Candace to get whipped instead of the opposite. He watched as he saw her ankle draw blood and heard Ms.Flick say, "Don't try and protect her Axel. It's never going to happen." He looked at the women and realized he couldn't do anything about all of this just yet. He thought to himself and decided he would do everything he could to help. Not only help Kevin and Candace but everyone all together. He was sick of them being subject to this kind of torture. He remembered himself having to carry down Shanae's unconscious body. He realized he had been blind and didn't help the others as much as he should have.

Ms.Flick talked and broke him out his train of thought. She had said, "Class is now over." Then she hissed loudly, "File back to your rooms now. Anyone caught sneaking out will be punished." Axel feeling horrible for what he had done, not helping Olivia when she was the one in most pain, had picked her up and gave her relief from her ankles. He whispered to her, "I'm sorry I didn't help but don't worry. I'm not all bronze I'm brain as well. I'll help you all out of here. Im going to figure out an escape route out and defend you guys while you leave." And then Ms.Flick escorted all of them back to their rooms. The first dorm they had stopped at was Dorm 1. He had put Olivia down so she could walk back into her room. He watched as she walked in and saw Shanae laying on the bed unconscious. But he was shocked to see Nick the exact same way on his bed.

They continued on after Ms.Flick had shut the door. Axel couldn't stand to look anyone in the eyes, so he looked down towards the floor. They had finally gotten to their dorm and Kevin went in first then Candace. And lastly Axel who walked slowly still not looking up. Finally Ms.Flick closed the door and Axel had looked up still upset at his own stupidity. He had seen Kevin went straight to bed without changing. He said out loud before curling up in a ball, " Is a fucking conspiracy..." Axel laid there thinking to himself and then looked at Candace he felt to ashamed to even say sorry. Then he debated on whether or not to tell her what he had seen while he was upstairs. He decided it could wait till morning. He saw Candace roll over and say, "Night." He said, "Night" right back to her. He had felt like a fool and felt like he had done nothing right so far. He laid there as everyone else around him fell fast asleep. He argued with himself for awhile on what he really should of done. He thought about ways to escape from the facility but none seemed good enough. Finally he fell asleep after quite a bit of time had passed. And many thoughts discarded or kept to be thought upon deeper at a later time.

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Monica stepped into the group of subjects and flicked her wrist in the air, signaling for silence. Once the room had fallen silent, she smiled and held her wrists behind her back. "Subjects." She announced with a wicked gleam in her eye. "You are to report to the gym immediately for a class." She looked over at Destiny and gave her a small nod as the teens all began to file out of the room towards the gym.

Monica stepped up alongside the pierced girl as they walked behind the group. "You are to help lead this class. It's you're first one. We're going to see how well you can handle these kids. They're quite a handful." When they reached the gym, Monica showed Destiny her whip and the knife in at her hip. "You'll want some sort of weapon for when they get... out of hand. We have whatever you can ask for as long as it doesn't give instant death to the victim." She said, tilting her brown curls to the side. "What would you like?"

While she waited for an answer, Monica gestured to the class. "I want... Axel to demonstrate this exercise and I want you all to run the length of the gym, dropping at each end, standing, spinning, and running back. 50 times. Anyone who dallys will have to start over." She glanced at Destiny, eyebrows raised, expecting an answer.

Shayla Bones


Shayla watched as Adrian threatened an excited old man and her heart skipped a beat. This man was the closest thing she'd seen to a real-life person in four years. Everyone in the facility was either wickedly twisted or depressingly heart broken. This man was neither, you could still see the life in him. Then Adrian threatened him and he scampered out quickly. How could someone live at the facility like that and not know what was going on? Couldn't they hear the screams from the box or see the shape the rooms were in?

"You, Shayla are to sit on that chair and if you cause any fuss I will shoot him."
Adrian's voice snapped her out of her daze and she looked up at the wicked man, lowering herself slowly into the chair he'd pointed out to her. Shay watched as Adrian readied a needle and held a gun to the new boy's head. What would the needle do? Pinching her eyes shut, she clenched her fists at her sides and looked away, the pain in her singed hands helping to calm her so she wouldn't scream or panic or worse, jump up and cost the boy his life.

When the boy screamed, Shay clenched her fists tighter and turned back to him, eyes wide with fear. Out of his back, wings were growing. That's what they're doing here?! She shrieked in her head. Mutating us?! Shay wanted to jump from her seat and help Jason, but she knew that Adrian would kill him and there was nothing to do anyway. What was she going to do? Fight Adrian off in this condition and run screaming from the facility? It would be suicide. But so was sitting here. Shay watched as Adrian stood over the boy. What was he going to do to her? Was she going to get wings? Would it hurt that bad? Could she survive it in this condition?

Quickly, Shay put that last question out of her mind and straightened her back, silver eyes hardening. She would survive it. That wasn't a question. She had people at home who hadn't seen her in four years and Shanae to look after and Nick to thank. Dying wasn't an option.

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Axel sat and watched as the boy shook his head. Before Axel could tell him anything the man with the gun showed up. He said, "I need to see you Jason." Axel watched as Jason was brought away. He could only imagine the things that were gonna happen to him. Then a voice came from behind him, he turned to she Monica talking. "Subjects" Axel say how she stood and thought she looked suspicious. She kept going and said, "You are to report to the gym immediately for a class." Axel got up and started to walk over Candace. He walked with her as they headed to the gym. They sat there for a minute as Monica and Destiny waited in the hall. Finally they came in to the gym.

That's when Monica said something that really shocked him. "I want... Axel to demonstrate this exercise and I want you all to run the length of the gym, dropping at each end, standing, spinning, and running back. 50 times. Anyone who dallys will have to start over." Axel stood there wondering why he had been singled out. This time he had not done anything to provoke them. He then decided it's still better then everyone else doing it and maybe getting hurt. He started off as the first person running and did what Monica had said. He ran dropped down, standing back up and turning back around.

He then reached the end everyone was at, then everybody followed after him. He continued to do that while watching as Destiny and Monica talked. He saw Monica hand the crazy new girl a knife. He reached hearing distance just in time to hear Destiny say, "You don't mind if i bark out a few orders for him do you?" Axel could only imagine what crazy and idiotic things she would have him do. He just wanted to go and free everyone while taking out all the guards, but that would have to wait till he had enough strength and resources for that. He kept running keeping an eye on Destiny and watching Candace run beside and sometimes in front of him.

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Monica nodded at Destiny. "Give me the knife." A wicked smiled stretched across her face. "Good choice Destiny." She laughed and glanced back at the class to be sure the group was running as instructed. "You don't mind if i bark out a few orders for him do you?" Shaking her head, Monica pushed the black whip into the pierced girls hands.

"By all means." She laughed evilly. "Be my guest." She shrugged and pulled her hands back, leaving the whip in Destiny's. "I'm off to get you a knife. You're in charge until I get back. Make sure they do fifty of these each and don't be afraid to make them start of or..." She placed a finger on the whip. "Give them a little motivation." With a smirk, Monica turned out of the gym sharply and headed towards The Box where she knew Adrian kept plenty of weapons.

When she reached the Box, she found it was unlocked and pushed open the door to find the little boy Kevin in the room, hands on one of the boxes of weapons along the wall. He hadn't noticed her yet, "I would keep your hands off the weapons." She hissed and crossed the room, tearing the box of knives from his hands. "You don't want to end up like Shay did do you? That's who's mess you're cleaning up afterall." She shrugged and plucked out three knives for Destiny to choose from before replacing the lid and looking down at the boy. "Keep cleaning." She smirked, smokey gray eyes on his. She would make a mental note to check his bunk and Axel's and Candace's tonight since he seemed fond of them.

When she reached the gymnasium once more, Monica crossed the room to Destiny and retrieved her whip. In her other hand, she offered the three knives. One was short and flat, another was long with a jagged looking edge, and the third started out wide and flat, but ended in a tip no larger then a needle's. "I didn't know which you would prefer." She shrugged and placed the knives in her hand and taking a step back to watch the young new staff member as she coiled her whip. She had no real intention of using it today. Today was mostly about watching to see what the new employee could do.

Shayla Bones


Shay watched as Adrian brutally dumped Jason in a chair and strapped him in. Her fists unclenched and reclenched over and over at her sides. She was rebellious, but not stupid. Adrian's hand at the boys throat meant that trying to help him would only mean consequences for him as well as herself. She watched with a spinning head as Adrian filled the next syringe with a red liquid. What was in it? What would it do to her? Would she get wings? Would it hurt? She almost laughed at herself. Stupid Shay. Of course It'll hurt. Adrian's behind it. Shaking her head, she closed her eyes tight and turned her bruised face away while he advanced on her. Please don't let this kill me...

At first there was nothing. Just a short little pinch as the needle punctured her skin, then the long moment of anticipation as he forced the red liquid into her blood stream and slowly pulled the needle out. Still nothing... What the hell?

After a few more seconds of waiting, Shay raised her eyebrows at Adrian, a mocking look on her face. "Really Adrian? Is that reall-" Cut off, Shay looked down at her arm. A sore throbbing was beginning in her elbow where he'd inserted the syringe, and was slowly spreading up her arm to her shoulder and throughout her body. She could feel herself pulsing in sore pain and fell forward from the chair, brain beating against her skull. As she fell, a second wave of pain hit her in a burning fire that ran through her veins. The liquid fire prevented her from catching herself and Shay just barely had time to slap her hands against the hard floor, which she instantly regretted for her hands were still scorched from the previous night in the Box.

Another wave of the liquid fire shot through her bloodstream towards her head, through her heart, and into her skin, making her scream. What the hell is happening?! Was all she could think. Her eyes felt like they were being seared right out of her head, her wounds from the Box burned like fire, and her head throbbed and pounded. Her vision turned red and all she could focus on was the hard floor between her palms and her rapid breathing as she fought through the intense heat. Its burning me! Only Shay thought too soon for once the burning had died down to a dull heat, ice was shot through her veins and she screamed louder and shriller this time. The ice was worse. It made her body stiff, made her shiver and scream.

Through her clouded vision, Shay was able to look down at her arms. At the inside of her wrists. The bruises from the shackles were shrinking. SHRINKING! Was that possible? Another few seconds and they were gone completely. In their place, shimmering silver spots surfaced, shaped like those of a leopard. Looking head on, one wouldn't noticed them, but as she moved her arm they shimmered in and out of view. The strange spots spread up the insides of her arms, but stopped at her elbow, fading out. The whip lashes on her back were closing, she could feel them as they slowly healed themselves and and the biting ice that burned her skin warmed slowly.

Though her skin had returned to it's normal temperature and her heart could beat and her lungs could breathe, her eyes were a different story. The pain there only intensified and soon her vision was fading before her. A fever broke on her cold skin and her head pounded behind her eyes as the world went black for the second time in two days. She hit the ground hard and the last thing she could remember before passing out completely was a chilly breeze sliding over her body even though she knew it was supposed to be hot in the room and it wasn't winter.


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Shayla Bones


Shayla's consciousness wavered as she felt Adrian's rough arms carrying her and then her body thumped hard against the thin cot in her dorm and she was out again. Blackness took over her vision and she fell into a dream.

When she woke Shay could remember nothing of her dream but swirling snow, harsh winds, bitter cold, and ice crystals. Slowly, Shayla regained her memory of what had happened hours earlier. Was it true? Had she been hallucinating? Frantic, Shay yanked her sleeve up and flipped her wrist face up. Nothing. No marks. Maybe it was all a dream. With a sigh, she moved to lower her arm, catching a shimmer out of the corner of her eye as she did so. Was that...? Rotating her arm back and forth to be sure, Shay confirmed that she was right. A silver shining leopard print was tattooed on the inside of her arm, fading off at her elbow. When she moved, the image wavered like a mirage in the desert. So it HAD happened. Just to be sure, Shay pulled a small mirror she'd stolen out from under the mattress of her rarely used cot.

When she was done inspecting the damage, she was shocked. All of her wounds from the Box had healed and infact, aside from the slight fogginess in her head and the icicle pains at the back of her eyes, she felt great. The only remaining evidence of her trip to the brutal torture chamber was the blood on her clothes. What had that shot done to her? The silver spots existed on the insides of both forearms, across both temples, and down her spine, flashing and wavering as she moved.

As she sat, trying to figure out what had happened to her, Shay remembered something. Shanae... I was supposed to come back for her. Quickly, she changed into a fresh set of cloths, eliminating all traces of the Box at all. Once she was dressed, she slipped out into the hallway and ducked quickly into Shanae's dorm. "Nick." She said, acknowledging him and looking across at her friend. She was awake. "Guess I don't have to kill you." She smirked and cross the room quickly to Shanae. "Shanae!" She exclaimed and wrapped her in a hug. Something she rarely treated anyone to.

"I've been to the doctor..." She whispered, pulling back and brushing a lock of bright blonde hair from her face. "I- I don't know what happened in there... All I remember is the needle and the pain and flashes of dreams afterwards." She shook her head and looked at Nick confused, then at Jason lying on the bed. "He has wings." She pointed out. "And look!" Turning, Shay pulled up her long blonde hair and held it on top of her head. Her tanktop revealed most of her back and as she moved for Shanae and Nick, the spots along her spine rippled.

Dropping her hair, she turned back to them. "And there's more... Like the ones on my temples and the ones on my wrists. And the Box... I could barely walk when Adrian injected me... Now I'm better than ever. I feel better then I have in four years." She shook her head as her words spilled out. "What the hell is happening to us?" She asked, concerned, glancing between Shanae and Nick. "What did he do to me?" And for once, she let her silver eyes show them the fear she really felt.

Monica Flack


"Monica, I need you to run a new class, with Shanae and Nick, Shayla and Jason too when they awaken. Due to some….experimentation, the four of them should have some new...abilities. You are to find out what they are, and make sure you are armed, though you are not to harm them if possible. Torture them if they won't speak, though I'd prefer if you don't mark them. Water is a good way, leaves no marks though can be quite effective. Torture one, in order to make the other talk. It always works, they usually can't stand to see someone else suffer, even though it won't help in the long run. I'll watch Destiny" Monica turned to face Adrian as he spoke to her, Destiny and the class suddenly forgotten. A wicked grin stretched across her face and she glanced at Desity, then the class, then turned back to Adrian.

"Finally." She chuckled and slipped her coil of whip back into her belt. "Something worth doing." Nodding, she walked up to Destiny and placed a hand on the girls shoulder. "Adrian's going to observe your class. Make sure you're harsh enough or you'll be fired faster than you can count to three." Turning sharply on her heel, Monica stalked briskly out of the room and towards the dorms. Peeking her head in Shay's first, she wasn't surprised to find it empty and rolled her eyes before continuing on to the next one where she found Jason on the bed, and the other three at the other end of the room with Shayla talking briskly. If she didn't know Shay better, Monica would have almost thought she saw fear in the girls silver eyes, but then they focused on her and hardened once more.

Miss Flack gestured to the boy on the bed. "Wake Jason up." She said sharply. "I'm going to give you fifteen minutes for him to recoup since I expect he'll be exhausted. If you four aren't all in the Box by then you'll regret it." Turning, she marched out of the room and straight towards the Box.

When she reached it, she found that Kevin had gone and she was alone, surrounded by the black walls and Adrian's various torture tools. Ignoring the room, she slipped to the back of it and opened a door painted black and almost invisible with how smoothly it blended to the wall. Behind the door was the Box's polar opposite. Where the Box with filled to the brim with things like shackles, the whipping post, a fire pit, weapons, and Adrian's cabinet with the torture devices all neatly boxed, this room was completely empty. The only things in the entire room were four sets of shackles hanging from a far wall and a large, low tank in the center of the room filled with water. Even the walls were blank. It was a torture method. The white walls, white ceiling, white floor, shiny surfaces, and harsh white lights were all an important part of water torture. Bringing the victim from the dark, hazy, suffocating water into a bright, harsh room created much more pain then it would if the tank had been placed in the actual Box itself with it's black walls and dull lighting.

First, Monica crossed the room and used a little key to unlock the four sets of shackles that hung from the wall. This room had not yet been used, making it seem brand new though it was as old as the Box was. When the shackles lay open, she pushed back through the door and blinked as she stepped back into the black, dim room, letting her eyes adjust to the light before crossing to the cabinet where Adrian kept his tools. He'd told her not to mark the children, but he'd also told her to arm herself. She wasn't tasking any chances. Monica selected two knives, one like the one she'd given Destiny that started out flat and wide, but ended in a thin, needle-like point, and one that resembled a kitchen knife with a more deadly look to it. Slipping them into her belt beside her whip still coiled like a faithful snake at her hip, she turned and leaned her back against the black wall, waiting for Shay, Jason, Nick, and Shanae's fifteen minutes to end.
[ Sorry I didn't add it last night. I had to get off the computer and I was intending to switch to my phone, but then my phone broke :/ It's up now though:DD ]

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Axel ran trying to figure out what was going on around him. Then he heard Destiny call out for him and snap the whip at his hand. She said, "Axel! Center of the gym now." So he walked over to her and said, "What do you need?" Smiling she had said, "I want you to do fifty sit ups, sixty push ups, and seventy jumping jacks. For every situp, push up, or jumping jack you do incorrectly Candace gets a cut on the back. If you do not complete each exercise I give you in a certain amount of time she gains a pretty little cut across her face. Fail to complete all of the exercises on time then both her and Kevin will be punished until I feel satisfied that you understand I will not tolerate slacking in my class. Now start with the sit ups." He looked at her with an an angry look but knowing he could do the exercises well he didn't think it would be a problem. He started to do his situps while she whipped at his ankles. He winced at the pain but kept going. Then Monica walked in and took the whip from her and handed her three knives. Destiny said, "Thank you Monica." Then turned to Axel to say, "All the way up moron!"

She kicked him in the ribs he flinched but did the situp right. But Destiny said, "That's one for Candace. Keep going time is running short. You two will run until the end of class understand me?" He quickly went faster thinking to himself he couldn't see why Candace or Kevin had been dragged into it. He got to forty situps when she had turned to look at Monica. She said to Monica, "I can assure you that I wont be getting fired. By the end of this class the lab rats will wish they were never born." Axel had finished his situps a minute after that. He is so angry at the thought Candace and Kevin would get hurt because of him that he had snapped. He looked at her and said, "If you touch them I swear I will get you for it. If your going to hurt anyone for messing up it should be me not everyone else around me. I bet you only wanna hurt them because you couldn't possible hurt me enough to break my spirit." He stood there knowing something was going to happen. It was going to be a guarantee on this one.

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Monica Flack


Monica grinned as the subjects began to file into the room. When they'd all arrived, she crossed and closed the black door behind them, making sure to lock it. "Right this way." She smirked, leading them into the white room and locking that one as well. Once it was locked, she turned to them. "As you've probably notcied, you're..." She searched for a word. "Changed." Shrugging, she gestured to the room. "And as you've probably figured out, telling us how and what you can do wont be the best for you." She shrugged casually, dark curls falling off her shoulders. "Well I'm going to make you. Whether you like it or not, you'll tell me what you can do and I don't want to hear any excuses." She shook her head. "You survived the expiriments. You've changed. Enough said."

With a cool smiled, she gestured towards the water tank and the shackles. "So... Anyone want to come right out and tell me? Or do we have to do this the hard way?" Her eyes narrowed wickedly on the group, catching each one of them in her stony gray stare.

Shayla Bones


Shay sighed watching Nick wake Jason, and once he was up and the others had left, she glanced at the little window in the wall. Would they ever get a break? Shaking her head, she pulled her eyes off the window and turned back to the hallway. Her pale skin felt colder then usual, and she rubbed her arms softly. She didn't feel the cold, but she could tell that her skin was strangly icy and she thought of her dreams and hallucinations after Adrian had injected her. What the hell did he put in me?

When they reached the room, Shay's silver eyes moved instantly to the glowing white room beyond. How had she missed that before? It was in such contrast to the blackness of the Box, that she had to look away and when she did, she found Shanae sawying on her feet. Moving quickly and gracefully, Shay caught her friend just as she collapsed and helped lead her into the blindingly white room with the water tank.

Leaning Shanae against the wall, she turned as Monica started to speak, her silver eyes locked on the water tank as her mind raced, only catching parts of Monica's words. "telling us how... Changed... make you... I don't want to hear any excuses... Pulling her eyes off the water tank and locking them on Monica, she peiced together her words quickly. So that's what this is about? She glanced nervously back at the water and bit her lip. She couldn't go into that water. The murkiness, the feeling of being trapped, the burning in her lungs as she fought for air, then was pulled free only to get stabbed by the blinding light of the white room.

She stepped up next to Nick and looked at him. Then behind her at Shanae. And what if it wasn't her that went into the water? What if Monica shoved Nick or Shanae in there. Would she be able to hold her tounge? Her silver eyes turned to Monica. But she couldn't tell her. She would only be used or tested or tortured more to test her new abilities. Selfconsiously, she reached out and grabbed Nick's hand and squeezed it as she looked back at Monica, silver eyes hard on her gray ones.

"So... Anyone want to come right out and tell me? Or do we have to do this the hard way?"

Shay smirked and hid her uncertainty quickly, glancing around at the others with a raised eyebrow. "I don't know about you guys, but I've been doing things the hard way my whole life." She turned to look back at Monica. "I don't see any reason to stop now."

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Monica's stormy gray eyes hardened on each of them. "Very well then." She smirked, straightening up. "The hard way it is." Grabbing the back of Nick's shirt, she shoved him towards the three sets of shackles on the wall, pushing the rest of them over there with him. "Who goes first?" She mused, tapping a finger lightly on her chin as she paced slowly in front of them. Try to use them against each other. She thought, remembering what Adrian had said about them cracking for the sake of their friends. Shanae seemed to like Jason enough, but he was really too new for any of the others to have developed a friendship with him. "Jason." She said, shoving him into the wall and slapping the first pair of cuffs on him, arms above his head.

Turning back to the other three, she sighed. Nick, Shanae, and Shay... Shanae seemed to have a brother-sister relationship with Nick and God knew using Shay and Shanae against each other would probably be her best bet. Making her decision, Monica pushed Nick into the shackles next to Jason and Shay into the ones beside him. A wicked grin turned up her lips as she stepped back to look at the three of them. "You'll tell me what you can do." She smirked. "Or you'll watch Shanae drown. Once I think she's had enough, you'll watch Shay drown. Then Nick. Then Jason." She laughed and whirled around, grabbing Shanae by the shoulder and marching her up to the water tank.

Monica pulled the girls arms back painfully and tied them tightly together, forcing her to kneel on the step before the tank. "You ready?" She laughed wickedly and grabbed hold of Shanae's long dark hair with a firm, painful grip. With one last glance at the three behind her, she plunged Shanae's head into the dark murkiness of the water.

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Monica grinned when at first, Shanae lay limply in the water like she didn't care that her oxygen supply was limited. When her victim started kicking, her smile widened and her grip tightened on the girls arm and hair. She wouldn't be going anywhere. Slowly, Shanae's kicks became less and less powerful until it was merely twitching, bubbles raising to the surface as she was forced to take in a breath of water. Hearing a small squeak behind her, Monica whirled her head around to find that Shay was already trying to cover her mistake with a stony gaze. "She'll go under again Miss Bones." She laughed lightly, yanking Shanae out of the water, letting her cough up everything but her memories. "Unless she.." She said, yanking back Shanae's head to look at her. "Or you," she turned her gaze back on the three of them behind her. "Talks. So. What'll it be?" She hissed, pulling Shanae close, stormy gray eyes locked on hers. "Will you go under again, or will you tell me what you can do? Or do you want to watch Shay take a spin? I'm sure she'd love it." Monica laughed lightly and wickedly.

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Monica sighed, when Shanae kept her mouth shut and Nick spoke up behind her, followed by a laugh from Jason. "I'd watch your tongue if I were you Nick." She said coolly, without so much as glancing behind her. "The others seem to have the sense to remain quiet, why can't you? Even your darling Shay has held her tongue, and though you may not have known her for long, I can tell you that it is extremely rare. I would take notes." With a chuckle, she watched as Shanae tried to recuperate. "And Jason..." she said, "you wont be laughing when it's your turn." With a sigh, Monica released her victim's dark hair and stood, pulling her up by her arm. She would shove her head back in the water, but that could prove dangerous and Adrian had ordered her to keep from killing or marking them. Plus anyway... She'd seen the defeat in her eyes and the desperation for her to stop. It wouldn't be long until Shanae was broken, and maybe seeing her friends go under while she caught her breath would do the thing. Pushing Shanae up against the wall, she unlocked Shay's shackles and pushed her to the ground in front of the tank, placing her friends wet arms in the iron cuffs where hers had been just seconds ago. With a cruel grin, Monica slid a finger along Shanae's jaw and laughed lightly. "I don't care how weak you are..." she whispered, eyes hardening. "You will watch this."

With that she whirled away from the three of them and spun on her new victim. Shay was just starting to stand, pushing herself up with the stair before the step when Monica shoved her back down. "Kneel." She barked, loving every second of the glare her order earned her from the silver-eyed girl. Once Shay was kneeling in front of the water tank, Ms. Flack stood behind her and like she'd done for Shanae, grabbed Shay's white- blonde hair tightly, tugging her head all the way back so that she was forced to look up at her. "I wonder..." she mused. "Can I break you Shay? From what I heard, Adrian did a pretty good job of that in the Box the other night. I heard you cried. That's a pathetic first for you Shay." She grinned wickedly and forced her head forward once more, though this time when she did, something caught her eye. Monica forced Shay to bend forward, head all the way forward, arms on the edges of the tank, hair flipped over her head into the water so she could inspect what she'd seen.

Before her, the top half of Shay's back was visible to her and it seemed normal enough. Maybe she was seeing things? But then Shay moved, shifting her shoulder blades and Monica saw it again... Shimmering silver spots running along Shay's pale skin, darting in and out of view as she moved. "That's interesting..." she pondered, yanking up Shay's shirt so that she could see the rest of her back. The spots slid all the way down her spine shimmering like a mariage. What was more, the skin along them was smooth and clear of scars or marks. "Seems I've just found out one of your talents Shay..." She said, touching her back. "You were whipped and there's not even a scar... No blood even." Shaking her head, she yanked Shay's shirt back down and turned her to face her, looking her in the eyes and noticing, for the first time, the spots at her temples as well. "But what else can you do? There must be more..."

With a quick movement, Monica once again had hold of Shay's hair and shoved her head under the dark water.

Shayla Bones


Shay watched with a quick sigh of relief as Monica pulled her friend from the water, but as soon as she was out, Shay was agitated again. She looked horrible. She hadn't exactly expected her to look like a peach, but her skin was ghastly white and her pupils were dilated to an impossible size as well as wiped of all energy. When Ms. Flack addressed her squeak, saying that her friend would go under again if she didn't talk, Shay bit her lip. She didn't want to watch Shanae go under that water again, but couldn't say anything without being used. Thankfully, just as she was about to speak up, Nick jumped in and shot a snide comment at their teacher, earning a laugh from Jason. Without turning around, Monica admonished them, saying something about how only she had been sensible to keep her mouth shut. She almost laughed. If it hadn't been for Nick, she would have opened her mouth to talk.

Shay felt her teeth draw blood on her lip as Monica contemplated shoving her friend under again and the coppery liquid made her cough slightly. "She can't talk." Shay said, eyes hard on Ms. Flack's. "She might if she could, but she can't. You're the genius that shoved her under. You can't punish her now for not being able to talk when you caused it." When Monica released Shanae, she found she was finally able to breath again and sighed deeply, leaning against the wall with the shackles as the witch of a woman unlocked them. Once she was out, her heart sped up and she stumbled towards the water tank, hitting the ground hard as Shanae took her place in her shackles. Lifting her head, she looked into the murky water. She couldn't go in there... Of all the things she'd done in her life, she'd never learned how to swim and had a deep fear of drowning. Her and her brothers had been too busy stealing their next meal to ever visit the local pool and teach her how. As always, the thought of her brothers brought a hard pang to her chest and she winced, dropping her eyes as she started to lift herself up, only to get knocked back down again and told to kneel. Angrily, Shay glared at Ms. Flack, silver eyes practically fuming as she knelt on the step before the water. When she looked back at it's murky surface, she could already feel the tightening in her lungs and braced herself as she felt the sharp tug on her hair.

But she didn't go under. At least not yet anyway. "I wonder..." she heard Monica muse as she was forced to look up into her face. "Can I break you Shay? From what I heard, Adrian did a pretty good job of that in the Box the other night. I heard you cried. That's a pathetic first for you Shay." Hating the grin that spread across her teachers face, Shay snarled and held her gaze. "You'll have to try pretty damn hard Monica." She snapped, hands digging into the edge of the water tank. "No matter how much you try to act like you like torturing me, I know you're only trying to impress Adrian." She shook her head and laughed. "And you call me pathetic?" Now it was her time to grin as Monica lost her smile and forced her head forward again. She'd gotten to her at least. Even if she did have to go into that water. Rising herself up on her knees, she readied herself as the grip on her hair tightened.

Again, she didn't go in. This time, she was pushed forward as Monica inspected her back. Oh know! the spots! She saw them! Panicking, she shifted her shoulders and Monica forced her shirt up so she could see the rest of them running down her spine and commented on the way her skin was newly healed. With her hair in the water, Shay rested her forehead on the edge of the tank, cursing herself for wearing only a tank top. When her shirt went down again, and Monica forced her to look at her, Shay ignored her eyes and looked over her shoulder at Nick and Shanae, managing to steal a glance at them before the hand was in her hair once more and she was shoved into the terrifying water.

At first, Shay simply held her breath, eyes clamped shut tight, heart pounding as she painfully resisted her urge to scream. It'll only waste what little air you have. She thought to herself. Don't be stupid, don't let her get to you. Think of something else... But she couldn't. As much as she tried to focus on the images of either Shanae or Nicks faces, she couldn't keep from panicking. She was in water, her only fear, and she was going to drown. Drown. Drown. The word repeated itself in her head continually as the darkness of the water began to swallow her and her air supply began to run short. Lie limp. She told herself, but she couldn't. In a few seconds she'd be choking and she knew Monica wouldn't pull her up until the very last second. If Monica thought she still had air, she'd stay under. As her nose began to burn, Shay shook in Monica's arms for a second before kicking and lashing out at her, desperately trying to get free of the murky water that held her captive. Her throat began to tighten as panic rose in her and she struggled urgently against Monica, feeling as though her lungs were shriveling by the second and her chest began to heave. When finally, she couldn't hold off any longer, Shay was forced to take a breath, bringing water in her lungs that not only made matters worse, but forced her to cough, sucking even more water into her burning lungs, choking her as she began to scream to keep from coughing. Anything but coughing. Finally her body lay limp with exhaustion in Ms. Flack's arms and her head was swimming, her kicks turning into nothing but light twitches as her lungs began to heave and she felt herself fading off slowly, black dots beating against her eyelids.

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Behind her, the cuffs began to clink against the wall as Nick and Shanae tried, in vein, to get to Shay. With a slight chuckle, she pushed Shay's head further underneath the water, watching the bubbles rise as her victim was forced to breath in the choking water. "Monica you have to stop…" She heard a small croak behind her and turned to see Shanae, looking earnestly at her with tired, pleading green eyes. "You can have your stupid knowledge, but I am not telling you until Nick, Jason and Shayla are out of this room." Monica grinned and held her stormy gray eyes on her green ones, trying to decide. Meanwhile, Shay was choking to death.

"...is it not better that you get some stupid snippet of info to give your trainer, then nothing but four drowned kids?" Considering this for another second, she turned to Shay in the water and looked at her, blonde hair bobbing. Making her choice, Monica yanked up hard on Shay's hair, dragging her out of the water.

"Good news." She cracked a small smile, looking at Shanae. "Your friend has decided to talk. Otherwise I would have killed you for your little comment." She said, knowing she really couldn't have killed her or she would have been fired faster then she could count to two, but she probably would have brought her within an inch of her life had Shanae not spoken up. "What do you have to tell me hm?" She said, hoping maybe she could get both Shay and Shanae to talk, though somehow she had known this was how things were going to go. Shay would act tough and pretend she didn't care, and Shanae would step in. Shaking her head, she whispered lightly in Shay's ear before pushing her weak body to the ground and whirled on the other three.

"Very well Miss Vena. You'll have your way." She hissed, knowing Adrian would just have her try again with the others later. "You tell me what I want to hear and I'll get them out of here. If I'm not satisfied with your answer, you will go under that water again and again until either I'm satisfied or you're dead or unconscious." With a click of her heel, she unlocked Nick and Jason's cuffs, letting them free before yanking Shay off the ground and shoving them into the Box outside the water room. "Stay in here. If you move, it'll hurt Shanae." She hissed, eyes narrowing. Just to be sure, she locked the door to the Box itself and tucked the key away before heading back into the water room and slamming the door behind her.

"Aren't you the least bit concerned Miss Vena?" She said, a small smirk at the corners of her lips. "You stood up for her, willing to tell me your secrets so that your best friend could be safe... And what did Shay do for you? She squeaked." With a slight huff, she leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest and considering Shanae. "I wonder..." she mused, "is she truly your friend or is she only pretending because you're the only one that can put up with her? Why do you follow her so? Why do you and her resist and rebel against us at every turn? What has she ever done for you?" She asked, grabbing Shanae's chin. "Life here would be so much easier for you if you would only obey. You don't have to follow her." Maybe if she spun her words right, she would get more out of this then information. "What do you have to tell me?"

Shayla Bones


Words and sounds drifted towards her under the water, muddled beyond repair. A gargled sentence here, the cloudy clang of metal there. Her head began to pound slowly and she could practically feel the blood pulsing in her veins, certain the entire room could hear her beating heart as she now could. Feeling herself go further under the water, she couldn't fight. All she could do was hope Monica pulled her up before she died. Which would be any second now considering how much water she was rasping in.

Finally, she was dragged up out of the murky water, dead weight in Ms. Flack's hand. She was wrong. Being in the water was almost better then being pulled out. To begin with, the splitting headache she'd gotten from her injection had just begun to heal. Now the white room brought back the full force of it and she began to heave in huge mouthfuls of air, ignoring the searing in her lungs, just happy to have oxygen again. The bright lights and the white walls made her silver eyes burn painfully and once she could, Shay screamed, though the sound she actually accomplished was more like a strangled gargle that only managed to make her cough.

"Your friend has decided to talk. Otherwise I would have killed you for your little comment." She heard Monica's voice, words swimming towards her as she tried to ignore her pain and make sense of them. Someone was going to talk? For her? But why? Who? She glanced at the others when Monica leaned in and whispered so quietly in her ear that only she could hear. "She stood up for you, and you merely put on a tough face for her. What a wonderful friend." Then she was pushed to the ground, barely having time to slap her hands against the floor and catch herself before another coughing fit came on her as her lungs tried desperately to rid themselves of water. "Very well Miss Vena. You'll have your way." She heard Monica snarl while she tried to regain control of her heaving lungs. "You tell me what I want to hear and I'll get them out of here. If I'm not satisfied with your answer, you will go under that water again and again until either I'm satisfied or you're dead or unconscious."

As she gradually caught her breath again and the coughing was gone, leaving her with an unbearably dry throat and pained chest, Monica yanked her to her feet and she stumbled, barely managing to catch herself on the edge of the tank before the surprisingly powerful hand at her arm dragged her forward. At the door, she whirled and looked into Monica's face with cruel eyes. "Go to hell." She managed to choke before she was shoved through the door into the Box, and was on her hands and knees once more, breathing heavily. When Monica finally left, she looked up at Nick and Jason wearily, standing carefully to her feet, using the wall for support."God dammit..." she groaned, "I don't even feel like myself." She rasped, leaning her pounding head against the wall. How had Monica and Adrian both managed to find her fears in one week? Water and the deaths of her friends. Whatever it was, she was wrong to think Monica didn't have any power.

Trying to compose herself in front of the two, she sighed shakily and put on a brave face, letting her eyes and features drop all emotion and pain as she looked at Jason and Nick. Looking at her, you'd think she simply went for a swim. In reality, her insides were shaking, her stomach weak, throat and lungs on fire, and head pounding. "I hate that bitch." She said with a slight sarcastic chuckle. As if that wasn't obvious.

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Shay looked up as Adrian entered the room and her silver eyes narrowed. What was he here for? To tell Monica to double the [pain? Or maybe to stop? With a sigh, she watched as his eyes gleamed at her soaked cloths and ground her jaw tightly, nearly passing out from the effort of just holding her tongue. Monica, she could handle. It was easy to ignore things that she did and act as though they didn't bother her because she knew what got to her. Adrian was different. Every little thing he did pissed her off and it was extremely hard to keep her temper around him. How is it fair that he can know her weaknesses and hurt her, but she could never get back at him? The closest she could ever come is pissing him off.

When he passed her and the other three up, she sighed slightly. So he wanted Shanae? For what? Shay stepped closer to the door as Adrian stood in it and asked if Shanae was finished because he needed her to answer some newbie's questions. New people? That meant someone had died... or well a few someone's anyways. Who was it? She wondered, suddenly regretting that she hadn't even bothered to remember most of the names. The only ones she knew were Jason, Axel, Nick, and Shanae. She had never really needed to remember names. People always let her get one sentence out, then they were done with her, unable to put up with her and finding her contstant attitude annoying. It didn't bother her too much because she had Shanae. Sometimes she wondered if Shanae had gone to the doctor that day instead of Melissa, where she would be. Probably dead. She thought. Shanae was always keeping her out of as much trouble as she could manage and Shay would always do the same for her.

Looking over Adrian's shoulder, she saw her friend's exhausted face, wet and chained to the wall. "I'll do it Adrian." She said, stepping in for her friend, knowing she hated talking to the new kids. Personally, for Shay, it was pure torture talking to people and getting to know people that would never like her and would eventually die, but Shanae had stepped in for her and saved her... She owed it to her. She gave her friend a glance that said: We're even, and looked at Adrian. "Let Shanae get some rest." She said, using all her will power to keep any hint of sarcasm out of her voice. "She's had enough for the day and she was in worse shape then me when we came in here. I'll talk to the new kids for her." She kept her silver eyes on Adrian's, trying not to bite her lip and show him how hopeful she was. If he knew how much she wanted to step in for Shanae, her would never let her, but if he knew she hated the job, he'd probably agree. In her head, Monica's words kept replaying themselves "She stood up for you, and you merely put on a tough face for her. What a wonderful friend." Was she really that horrible of a friend? No. She couldn't be. Did Shanae doubt her at all? Did she notice what had happened? What did Monica say to her?

Monica Flack


Monica raised and eyebrow at Shanae when she deliberately ignored her questions about Shay, but it didn't matter. She'd seen the slightest bit of doubt in her eyes. Only for a second, and followed by shame, but it was there. And she'd be sure to use it on Shay later if she could. "I can… speak into others minds...if I am touching them" the girl managed to say before Adrian came in and asked to use Shanae, followed by Shay stepping in for Shanae. She looked at Adrian, then at Shay, then Shanae, then Adrian again and sighed. Shanae's answer wasn't a very good one, but she would take it. She'd have thought the girl could do more and Adrian would probably kill her for her lack of use. She would enjoy, both having her gone and the pain it would cause Shay, but it meant that whatever Adrian was doing with these kids would have to be put off until even further.

"It's up to you Adrian." She said, glancing at Shay. "Shanae's done."

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With a groan, Shay shook her head and rolled her eyes, leaning back against the wall, hands shaking as Adrian talked. She should have known he wouldn't give it to her. He had something special out for Shanae for some reason and though it saved her from a lot, it also put Shanae into more danger and Shay could nearly never save her from it. Why is it that Shanae can save me, but I can't save her? She thought, watching Adrian's face as he talked about executing Jason.

Dammit. She hadn't thought about that before! What if her power wasn't good enough for Adrian? She'd be killed for sure and Shanae was most definitely going to be the one forced to do it. She began to panic and glanced at Shanae, heart pounding. She wasn't sure if she could do anything else, but so far all she'd done is heal really fast and develop ridiculous migranes. That certainly wasn't good enough. "I'm done too Adrian." She hissed angrily, determined not to go back in that water again. "Monica's already discovered all I can do." Besides healing, her only other gift was pissing people off. At least that she knew of anyway. By saying this, she knew he would kill her first chance he got, but she honestly couldn't go in that water again. Not if she really didn't have anything else to hide.

Blinking, she looked at Shanae, finding it much easier to keep a straight face looking at her then at Adrian. He's going to kill me. She thought. He's going to kill me and have Shanae do it unless I have another power... Even if she did have another gift, how would she find out? By chance? There could be a thousand things she might possibly be able to do. She glanced down at her wrists, moving it back and forth and inspecting the spots. They resembled the spots of a leopard. Jason had gotten wings, she'd gotten spots... Suddenly a thought occurred to her. They'd been injected with animal blood. And hers had been a leopard. Maybe a snow leopard with the way the print shimmered silver? What else could leopards do? Run really fast? Climb really well? She looked up at Adrian again and tucked her wrist away. "I'm done here, there's nothing more for me to tell you, let us both talk to the new kids or something. I couldn't even try to begin sleeping after that wake-up call." She said, pointing to the water tank with a smirk even though nothing could be further then the truth. All she wanted to do was sleep, but she'd failed Shanae once already today and she wasn't about to do it again. Not with Monica out there to take advantage of every little mistake she made.

Monica Flack


Monica stood in the water room with her hands behind her back, listening to Adrian talk and shut Shay up. She grinned slightly, always happy to see Shay get shot down. Then Adrian went on about an execution of the boy Jason and having Shanae do it and Monica raised an eyebrow. Shanae was far too soft for an execution. There was no way she'd be able to pull through with it. That would be interesting. Then Shay opened her mouth again and her smile dropped instantly. "Monica's already discovered all I can do." She heard the girl say, and raised an eyebrow.

Healing was all Miss Bones could do? Possibly, but she was an excellent liar, what if she was fibbing? Interested, Monica studied Shay, picking out all her signs. She was looking at Shanae, her hands shook slightly, and there was a tiny bit of fear visible in her eyes. Shay was scared. Healing was all she could do and she knew that Adrian was going to kill her for it. All Monica had to do was tell him and Shay would be dead. Probably by Shanae's hand. A wide, wicked grin stretched across her face and she cleared her throat, drawing attention to herself.

"Healing is what Miss Bones can do. If there is anything else, she doesn't know it." Monica said with a smug smile, smokey grey eyes on Adrian's. "She's done in here."

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Shay's silver eyes shot wide open when Monica ratted on her, and she turned to the wicked women. "You bitch!" She hissed angrily, earning nothing more then a smirk from her face. "That's nice. Both of you have special talents…" Adrian mused and she watched his hand at his side, playing with his knife. "Too bad they don't particularly help me. Here's the deal. I promised Jason I would kill him first, and I can't go back on my word, and I certainly can't afford Shayla to lose the opportunity. So we will start with Jason this afternoon, and Shayla, you can burn tonight. I think that's fair. As for your questions, Jason. I shot Olivia and both her and Candace are having a nice cremation ceremony together." Then he grabbed Shanae and swiftly hauled her from the room and down the hall.

Shay stood there in shock for a second, before her silver eyes hardened in anger and her heart began to pound. Quickly, she raced out the door after Adrian and Shanae, trailing them down the hall with brisk steps, seeing red. "You asshole!" She screamed at him. "You sick asshole!" What did it matter anymore? What else could he possibly do to her now? Send her to the Box? She would feel the pain, but heal instantly. Threaten to kill her? He already did. By time they reached the rooms, Shay watched, ready to swing at him as he pulled a new blonde girl out of the room, though she stopped herself, remembering his gun. She didn't want to take away any possible time she had. Shay was brash and quick to act, but not stupid.

Then Adrian shoved the Shanae, Jason, and some new boy into one room and her and the new girl in the other, locking the door. No! She'd at least been hoping to spend a few hours with Shanae. Quickly, she jumped up and ran to the door, reaching the handle just as she heard the click of the lock. Head pounding, she tried desperately to open the locked door. "Shanae!" She screamed, finally giving up and sinking to the floor as the reality of her situation sank in. In the back of her mind, she was vaguely aware of the new girl in the room, but the other 98% of her was focused on her problem. She had to get to Shanae.

Standing, she paced the room, quickly, head spinning. She was going to die. In a few hours, Adrian would burn her to death. Shay looked down at her hands. There were no fingerprints there from when he'd burned her in the Box. The pain of it had made her scream and she knew it would be nothing compared to the pain she'd feel this evening. Now was time to act. They couldn't wait any longer. They had to get out of here. Slowly, trying to calm the billion emotions that were swirling inside her, she lowered herself onto her bed to think. She'd merely been trying to give Shanae some support. Now she'd gone and fucked it all up to no end. She was to be killed, Jason was to be killed, and Shanae was to do it. She was going to have to leave Shanae here when she was killed. Alone. The thought made her shudder, and she thought again about what Monica had said. Did Shanae doubt her? Was she angry with her? All she ever did was fail her time and time again.

Shoulders shaking, she looked up at the blonde girl, she'd worked herself into such a frenzy that her vision began to swim and another nauseating headache that seemed to be so fond of her now that she'd been to the doctor came over her. No. She told herself. You will NOT pass out. Shakily, she began to think of all the tings they'd tried in the past. Escape routes, strategies, break outs. She looked at the window with its bars across it. No... That wouldn't work. They'd tried that once, and managed to pull the bars out of the wall only to find that the window behind them was three inches thick and shatter proof. Below them was solid ground and a dangerous jump, surrounding the facility- a huge barbed wire, electric fence, and gaurds, cameras, and dogs everywhere. After four hours of beating the window with a leg from one of the beds, all they'd managed to do was put three cracks in the window and let a freezing draft in that Adrian had purposely not fixed. So not the window. She thought of the vents, but though she was small, she would never fit and would be lost within an instant. There was only one other option.

Standing, she fumbled her way towards the door, falling to her hands and knees before it and having to use the handle to right herself on her knees. Her recent adrenaline rush was gone and now she was hit with a killer migraine, exhaustion from her tirade, and the exhaustion from the water tank. Not to mention the crack in the window making the room super cold and her wet body shiver. Fumbling through her wet hair, Shay silently prayed she hadn't lost her hair pin in the water tank. When she finally found it, she sighed in relief and pulled it out. It was nothing but a regular booby pin that she had lifted swiftly from Monica's hair a year ago and only kept it for lock-picking. But she couldn't focus. It was no use. Her hands were too shaky and her vision was too blurry. She turned to the new girl, frustrated and urgent, saving all kindness for later. "You." She barked, holding back tears of desperation. "I'm Shayla Bones. Been here for four years, and I'd be just peachy to answer any questions you have, but first, my life has just been given a deadline." She gestured towards the door. "I'm usually good at this." She explained, skills she learned from living on the street. "You any good at picking a lock?" Raising an eyebrow, Shay looked her over. She looked like the scared, timid type. Not a lock-picking, rule-breaking type, but she didn't care. She was her last hope.

Monica Flack


When Adrian explained the execution to them, Monica grinned and let out one, loud sharp laugh before grabbing Nick and shoving him into the white room, slamming and locking the door behind her. Quickly, before he could protest, she chained him to the wall once more and turned to look at him. "So Nick." She grinned wickedly, knowing exactly how to get what she wanted from him. "Seems your little girlfriend is set up to die." She mused, slowly circling the water tank, running a finger around it's edge. "Don't play coy either. I saw your reaction when I pushed her under that water. You care about her. Don't you?" At this, she looked up at him. "How cute. And useful." Crossing the room, Monica stood in front of Nick, lifting his chin to look at her. "I know you were sent down to the doctor's with Shanae. I know you both got the same treatment and most likely the same powers. But I refuse to believe that all you can to is talk to people in their minds." She shook her head. "No.. I can see it in the little glances you two give each other. Maybe it's her you care about hm? Shanae, and not Shayla?" She smiled. "Anyway... Maybe we can cut a deal. You tell me the entirety of what you and Shanae can do... Every. Little. Detail... and maybe I'll talk to Adrian. See what I can do about Shay's death." She knew she couldn't do much. Maybe prolong it, but not stop it all together. Still... desperate times call for desperate measures no? "I know you think I'm a liar, but I'm not. What would I have to gain by double crossing you? Nick. Life here doesn't have to be so hard... If you just cooperate. It's up to you what to do, but I wonder..." Monica slid her tongue along her teeth and pretended to ponder something. "I wonder... If you decide to gamble with her life and she does end up getting out of it anyway, I'm curious to see what she thinks when she finds out you had the chance to save her. And didn't. Or Shanae? If it's her you care about, I hardly think she'll ever forgive you for either killing her best friend, or gambling with her life. They're all they have left." She shook her head slowly and grinned, knowing she had him. "So what will it be?"