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Shayla Bones

"Oh please. We both know I don't have a disease."

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a character in “Quarantined”, as played by desire99600

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Characters Name:
"If you have to know... you can call me Shay." Shayla Marie Bones

Age:
"Age? Eighteen and crazy." 18 years old.

Gender:
"With a name like Shayla you think I'm a guy? Female

Role:
"Staff or subject? Oh please. You and I both know I don't have a disease." Subject

Description:
"Use your eyes genius. If you don't like it, that's your problem." Shay is tall and thin. She has a small structure with all the appropriate curves for a girl. Her hair is long and swings down to her hips in two long layers of white-blonde. At first glance, and in the sun, Shay's hair appears blindingly white, though it holds just enough of a yellow tint to be tagged as blonde. She has pale skin that, oddly complements the sheer white of her hair, making her appear to glow in the sunlight. Shay's eyes, like everything else about her, are pale as well, but peircing. Typically, they'd be a simple gray, but hers are much smokier with a metallic shine that, instead of gray, makes them an icy silver. These eyes are her most striking feature. Her style consists typically of a tank top with a pair of jeans, sometimes, she wears old sports tees or sweatshirts, and her jeans can sometimes be swapped for a pair of shorts. Her shoes are always the same white athletic ones. Not much of a princess, Shay nearly never wears makeup, lets her hair lay naturally, and has never worn a single skirt or dress.

Personality:
"Rules... I prefer to see them as... Guidelines." Shay is a rule breaking tomboy. She lives to rebel and if never listens when someone puts a task before her. She's always skipping classes and pranks are her favorite pass time. Getting out of trouble is also another specialty of hers. She's not often caught for she's sleek, but when she is, she lies with perfection. Shay isn't very feminine or girly and loves getting her hands dirty. Shes so full of energy and sarcasm, a lot of people can't handle her. Shay's a little lonely, but never shows it. She's not afraid to step up and get a bloody nose or black eye if needed.


History:
"What is this? An interrogation?" Shay was born into a poor family. Her mother was sick, her father was a horrible man, and her three older brothers all but raised her. Shayla's father was an abusive man while her mother was the most soft spoken woman alive. For ten years, her very existence protected Shay from her fathers beatings. And then her mother got sick and passed away. Her oldest brother was fifteen at the time and he did his best to protect her from her father. Growing up with three older brothers, she was raised to love anything that scraped knees, involved mud, or rebelled authority. Luckily, Shay was only forced to live with her father for three years until James (the oldest) turned eighteen and at thriteen, moved the four of them into a dime-sized apartment where they struggled to put food on the table every night. The Denva program would have never noticed her if it hadn't been for a single night in her fourteenth year. She'd gone out to steal some food for the sad little family, but had gotten caught. The police took her to the station, but instead of being punished, she found herself in a meeting with two strange doctors. They poked her and asked her personal questions, to which she lied to. They buzzed quietly to each-other about how she had no parents. How she'd be "perfect." When they were finished, they turned to her and told her that she might possibly have a deadly disease called Denva. She was not allowed to leave the station and her brothers were informed. They had twenty minutes in which to say goodbye and then they were hastily shooed. The two doctors whispered to each other continually back and forth, making her suspicious, and when they were done, they told her that they had confirmed their diagnosis and she did, in fact, have Denva. It took less then 22 hours for them to send her to the quarantined community where she now lives, bending the rules to the best of her ability.

Possible Romance:
"Me? Romantic. You're hilarious. Call me when you have a taker. Then we'll talk."

So begins...

Shayla Bones'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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Character Portrait: Axel Pierce Character Portrait: Mira Truman Character Portrait: Candace Torrent Character Portrait: Kevin O'Malley Character Portrait: Shayla Bones
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Axel still not use to his new surroundings sits down, and starts to eat his meal by himself. He looks around while he eats what he could only guess is some kind of meat. While he looks around he can tell people are scared, maybe scared of him or just scared of the facility all by itself. He just shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat his meal. After a few minutes he is about to get up when he sees some girl stuff food in her pocket. Axel knowing that she would get in trouble decides to get people to distract the really hot female staff member. He leans over to a guy he had heard a couple things about and say to him, "Hey Mira we need to get alot of people to distract that staff member over there." He pointed to Monica and continued with. "The reason being that girl over there I think her name is Shayla. She stuck some food in her pocket so tell people to get up and distract the guard all at once. You go over there and tell them. I'll go over here and tell that group."

After a few seconds everyone was told and threw their stuff away at the exact same time. After that they all rushed in front of the staff member causing a big enough distraction to watch as Shayla ran off. Axel was happy to see she was safe and thought it ok to leave now. He walked away slowly enjoying his stroll back to his room. The room was shared between four people. The first being the youngest, Kevin O'Malley, he was quite smart and Axel kinda liked him but would never tell anyone that he would look out for the little guy. The next is Candace Torrent, the really pretty girl Axel kinda admires, is the girl who seems to always be with Kevin and she acts like his mom. The last girl, being the one Axel has least knowledge about, is Shayla Bones she always seemed to be gone from the room at night.

Axel finally reaching the room goes into it and sees Candace with Kevin. He watches as she walks over and takes Shayla's blanket and sets it on Kevin. He watches as he slowly falls asleep. He looks at Candace and starts to think to himself. He thinks 'Man she is beautiful and good with kids. What can't she do?' Then from the room over he hears Shayla making plans with her friend to go to the roof. Candace looks out the door is about to run off when Axel says, "I'll watch Kevin go ahead you can go find out what they are doing. But I'd like some of the details after you get back." And with that she was gone to chase after them while Axel watched over Kevin making sure nothing bad is to happen to him.

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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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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 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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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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"You're crazy Shay. You act tough and important, but you're nothing but an insane, scared little girl. Don't kid yourself." Shay's pale eyes narrowed on the woman's, face filled with all the hatred she usually kept hidden. She could feel herself boiling and just as she was about to do what her friend Shanae was so famous for by letting it turn into words, the dark-haired witch broke eye-contact with her and slapped Nick so hard and so suddenly it made her jump. Shay wasn't the protective type, but just the sound of the slap made her eyes water and her face sting for she knew the pain. She'd get him out of here. She'd get them all out of here. She could sneak around and act like she was bigger then these people all she wanted, but she knew she wasn't. She couldn't do it alone and she needed them as much as they needed her. Shay huffed at the thought. She wasn't a sentimental person and to be honest, the only emotions she ever showed anyone other then Shanae, the original five of them, and her brothers at home, were anger and bravery. She never really let anyone in her head. Shay's way of showing she cared about someone was to hit them or give them a sarcastic comment and a snide look. It meant they were important enough to her to earn her abuse. Though people didn't take it this way, since she'd grown up with three juvenile delinquent boys that could hardly see her off to this horrible place without getting cuffed, a lot of people didn't get her.

Shay was so lost in evaluating herself, and thinking about her brothers for the first time in three years, she didn't realize she'd been staring at Nick. He reminded her of Garent. He was always standing up for those younger then him. Especially the strangely disappeared Flisa. She was only 11 but smart as a whip, small like a mouse, and quick like a snake. She was always targeted by Monica for some reason and Garent was always stepping in for his younger team member. "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." Before she'd registered it, Nick dropped for push ups and Shay turned her eyes with a slow blink back to Monica. I missed her little speech? What a shame. She rolled her eyes and realized she was the only one left standing, before Miss Flack's words penetrated.

The Box? She was going to get the Box?! They'd been so careful to not get caught and they hadn't. To avoid Candace and... and then Miss Flack found their beds empty when she'd dropped her off! "Dammit!" She hissed under her breath and dropped. She was making all the wrong turns with these people no matter what she did. The last group had been so easy... Just avoid and not care. Now these people actually made her want to think twice about not engaging them. What was it? Shay sat there on her knees as Miss Flack shouted numbers. Shay knew that for every pushup she didn't do, she'd have to make up and Axel was done before the woman reached seventy and by the time Shay began, she'd already counted off eighty.

"Miss Bones!" She heard the woman shout, and her name in that voice made her cringe and faulter, dropping her twenty five completed pushups. "Seems you fell. Start over. And since you started so late, you can do 200. Oh... And Shanae can do an extra 50." She said, kicking the girls ankles and continuing with her count.

A scared little girl? She thought. Miss Flack, you're the one who shouldn't kid yourself. Someday you'll check in on your subjects and find every single one of them missing. I'll see to that personally.

And then suddenly there was Adrian. He stood at the door with his knife clearly visible, a new girl at his side. Shay paused in her pushups to flash Adrian a smile and wave sarcastically as if they were best friends and she was merely saying 'sup? Then went back to her pushups, while watching the new girl with pale eyes. She had highly teased hair, decorated all sorts of colors with multiple piercings in her face and a youthfulness about her that told her that this girl wasn't much older then she was. The hair made her chuckle for a lot of girls wanted either black hair with a thousand unnatural colors or the almost white hair that had been given to Shay naturally, but this girls streaks and such were all naturally colored. The piercings made her gag. She only had one piercing of her own that she'd gotten when she was fourteen and that was a tiny little sapphire nestled in her bellybutton. The birthstone of, oddly, all three of her brothers, but not her. And the age of this girl made her wonder what she was doing here. Their youngest staff member was Monica, but she was some freaky genius who graduated everything super early. "67" Shay huffed, counting off her 200 pushups. Her arms began to shake and gave out, plopping her body against the gym floor and as soon as she did so, Miss Flack ordered her to start over.

With silver eyes on the new girl, she decided to show her just what she had in her hands and smirked at her, pulling herself back up. "Sixtey EIGHT" she said loudly so that Monica knew she wasn't going to start over. She was already going to the Box tonight. What else could she do. Adrian and the new girl continued to linger and the rest of the class sat and waited as she finished up her extra pushups. Then she stood and hooked her thumb over her shoulder, propping an elbow on Miss Flack's shoulder in mock friendship. "Who's the new bitch? And why is she all decked up in a costume?" She hissed loud enough for it to reach Adrian and his new accomplice, giving Monica a look that suggested that they were the coziest of friends and then laughed loudly.

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Axel watched as everyone slowly finished their pushups. He watch amazed as Shayla stood up and put her arm onto Ms.Flack. She pretended to be buddy buddy with her and say, "Who's the new bitch? And why is she all decked up in a costume?". Right as soon as she said that the new girl came striding over to Shayla. It seemed to almost go slow-mo. He watched as the new girl raised her arm and brought it down quickly smacking Shayla in the face sending her backwards. She replied to Shayla's question with, "Destiny. Keep it memorized because it's not the last time you'll be seeing me."

Luckily Nick was there and caught her to keep her safe. Axel was absolutely pissed makes a fist so tight he feels blood trickle down his hand. He could feel nothing but anger for all of the people, the staff that is. He watched as the woman walked away thinking she was all high and mighty. She finally reached the man that Axel didn't know just yet. He over heard her say to the man, "Now as i was asking... What would you like me to start with?". The man came striding past the girl completely blowing her off. He came walking towards Ms.Flack's direction. Axel moved over in that direction so he might be able to help.

Axel sees him slow down and give Shanea a strong kick to her side. But the cry she gave out didn't even slow him down a single bit, he showed no remorse on his face. He moved too quickly for Axel to react to what he was about to do. The man grabbed Shay and put a knife right up against her throat. He proceeded to say, "If anyone moves I'll kill her." Axel not wanting her to get hurt stayed exactly where he was at not moving an inch. The man to prove his point made a tiny cut, one just enough to make her bleed. He then continued to say, "...and that is something I'd rather not do. I have plans, and they include you Shayla Bones, as much as you may imagine yourself higher then that. And while those plans include keeping you alive...for now, you may want to make sure I do not loose my temper, as I have a rather nasty habit of going...a little too far." He then looked at the new girl and said, "As for what you may start with Destiny. You can take Miss Bones to The Box, and lock her in. I'd prefer her tied up, if you need help you may take Axel. I'm sure he would be quite willing to help with a little...incentive."

Axel looked at the man with disgust and a look of hatred he could absolutely not stand the man. With that he handed his knife over to the new girl and he pulled out a gun and said, "As for the rest of you, you will continue class with Miss Flack, though I shall be watching on the camera's and anyone who decides to follow Miss Bones example will find themselves where she will be going or if I feel like it, in a coffin. Is that clear?" Not waiting for an answer he kept his voice level the same and each word pronounced clearly and precise. He then said, "Nicholas and Shanae will follow me as I believe they are slightly late for a previous appointment, and if Miss Vena cannot or is not willing to go up, Nick you are to ensure she does." With that the man finally left the room as if he owned the place Axel just thought how nice it was gonna be nice getting revenge for everyone. He then heard Destiny bark at him, "Axel over here now." He slowly walked toward the she devil regretting what she was gonna make him do. Then they all proceeded to walk where ever destiny decided to make them go first.

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It happened so fast Shayla had hardly any time to react. First, Miss Flack grabbed the elbow she'd propped on her shoulder and twisted her arm painfully behind her back, making her cry out. Then, she shoved her forward, giving her about ten seconds of sweet release before the new girl slapped her so hard she fell back. Nick was there before she could even realize she was falling and caught her gently. Something about the familiarity of his arms shocked her and she failed to hear Destiny's words before he disappeared into the line just as fast as he'd appeared in the first place. Why was that embrace familiar? She didn't even have time to consider it before the next attack came and this time it was from Adrian. He grabbed her sharply and placed a blade to her throat. Right about now would be the time she'd throw a sarcastic comment about how close he was in his face, but she was too stunned by how quickly all the staff in the room had attacked her to even stutter. Probably in her own benefit. "If anyone moves I'll kill her." This is what brought her to her senses and she hissed low and rumbling in her throat, eyes flashing a second of fear before they glazed in the way they always did when she hid how scared she was.

"...and that is something I'd rather not do. I have plans, and they include you Shayla Bones, as much as you may imagine yourself higher then that. And while those plans include keeping you alive...for now, you may want to make sure I do not loose my temper, as I have a rather nasty habit of going...a little too far." She watched Nick flinch and Axel tense up. Maybe not everyone in this room thought she was a selfish bitch. Funny that the girls all thought she was untrustworthy, while the guys flinched at her pain. Typical. She'd never gotten along with girls well. Or maybe they were just upset about pain in general. Not specifically hers.

Pale eyes widened when the knife pricked her skin and slid across her neck creating a thin line of blood. She squeaked and struggled away from Adrian, touching her hand to her neck gently. "As for what you may start with Destiny. You can take Miss Bones to The Box, and lock her in. I'd prefer her tied up, if you need help you may take Axel. I'm sure he would be quite willing to help with a little...incentive." Quickly hiding the sting of the little slit, she looked up at him as he told her that Destiny was supposed to escort her to the box and string her up and Axel was supposed to help. Lovely. The bitch in the costume. Then again Nick was there,placing something in her hand and looking at her with sincere eyes. "Stay alive please." She smiled at him and gave him a sarcastic look as if to say That's the objective. And then he was gone again off to help Shanae, thank God he'd be there for her when she couldn't. As he helped her stand, Shay locked eyes with her friend and only for her, she let the fear show in her face, letting her eyebrows knight and her icicle eyes fill with desperation. And then she was shoved forward and called a ditsy blonde and her face hardened once more.

"Ditsy?" She laughed and looked down at what Nick had placed in her hand. A white bandanna. The blood was now dripping freely out of her neck and she had no way to stop it. She lifted it to her neck and tied it around it. Not like some wore it in a triangle shape down their neck, but like a little knot on the side of her throat to hold the blood in. And considering where she was going she guessed it wouldn't be white for long. "You have a lot to learn about me then." She smirked before moving forward, pretending that this was routine, when her fingers slid along her wrists anticipating the black walls and tight shackles. And worst of all... Adrian.

[sorry I'm going to skip Monica again since right at this moment all she'd do is watch, observe, and make another order or something. Nothing too interesting. ]

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Axel went into the room with Destiny to tie up Shayla. Destiny threw rope to him and said, "Well get to it". He looked at her at with an intense evil look and then turned to Shayla. "I'm sorry about this Shayla." Destiny looked at him and said, "Make sure the knots are nice and tight. If I check them and they aren't, you'll regret it." He ignored her and tied a knot tight enough to hold her but not enough to cause her pain. He then stood up and Destiny started to push him out of the room. She then said, "Back to class." But then over the intercom he heard the same man he saw earlier say, "Could Axel please come to the top floor, the room on the right". He looked at Destiny and says, "Well I guess I'm not going back to class. Can you show me how to get to this room he is talking about or do you not have a clue where it is at either?"

He doesn't wait he goes and finds the staircase. He then climbed up the stairs very slowly not to sure of what he might see or have to do. He got to the top and saw the door he needed to go in. He didn't knock or wait he just flung open the door and walked in. He was getting tired of all the crap he had to do so he says, "Well what do you need this time doc..." thats when he saw Shanae laying on the floor looking like she was lifeless.

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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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"Sounds like keeping yourself out of trouble concerns you more then Shanae….as for who'll be on the machine, don't fool yourself" Adrian snarled at her and sent a blow to her jaw. The sudden pain made her gasp and her bound arms ached to touch the spot.

"Keeping myself out of trouble concerns both of us. I may not be very good at it, but what am I to her dead?" She managed to choke the sentance out painfully, her jaw aching before he forced her face back to his, making her cold silver eyes meet his deadly blue ones.

"If you have not learnt to fear me yet, you shall learn." He said to her and dropped her head. She let herself drop to the floor with a soft thud. Already he'd kicked her and punched her, but while she would allow herself to drop, she wouldn't allow him the satisfaction of any groans or moans yet. Soon after her head had gone down, he stepped onto her hand and dug the heel of his foot into it. This caused another sharp intake of breath from her and tears welled up in her eyes for it was all she could do not to scream. Surely he'd broken at least one of her fingers.

The he released and there came a moment of break from the pain. In curiousity, Shay forced her head up and watched as he pulled out a metal rod and lighter. In honesty, she'd never seen this method before and raised her eyebrows, cocking her head to the side as he lit the fire pit and heated the metal rod in the resulting flames. Smoke engulfed her and she coughed, dropping her gaze again to let the sound fill the empty room. Her lungs ached from the effort, but it was a thing of nature to cough at smoke and she couldn't control it.

When he was finally done heating the thing, Shay watched as Adrian slid his way back over to her and kicked her hard, knocking the breath out of her. She yelped, but didn't scream, biting onto her lip so hard it drew blood. Then he hit her in the head and the room started to spin. Maybe if she could just fall unconscious... No. Adrian would never hit her hard enough to knock her out. That would ruin his fun of seeing her in pain and end things too quickly. Nevertheless, she felt her temples beating slowly and painfully as her vision swam and he dragged her and forced her arms into shackles so tight, she knew they'd leave bruises on her wrists. Every part of her body ached. Her head, her arms, her wrists, her ribs, her back, her lungs, and she was bleeding badly. Tough she knew he wasn't done. "Adrian.." She managed to choke through bloody coughing. She had wanted to say something only a true smart ass would say, but due to her inability to continue the sentance, the word sounded like a plea and she cursed herself for he was probably soaking in it.

He's evil. She thought, letting the words comfort her a little. What kind of a sick person would do this to a teenage girl? "Perhaps if you had been a little smarter I might have left it there, however I would not deny you the reward for your words" It was as if he'd read her mind. As if he could see right through her to what she was thinking and knew that for her thoughts he would punish her further. But it wasn't possible... Was it? Shay didn't even know. Din't care what was possible or impossible anymore she was so disoriented. The only thought on her mind was her pride at refraining from screaming this whole time.

"Adrian." She managed to choke out his name again, filling her voice with so much hatred it frightened her. It was all she was able to mutter through a mouthful of blood, but she was sure he was able to hear the threat in it.

Then he pulled the whip off the wall and her arms began to tremble in the shackles. "No." She whispered to herself, elbows shaking rapidly. She could remember when Adrian had whipped Garent to death with that thing and then brought her in to look at the body. The two nights had been the only two in which he was able to make her cry. As he unwound the whip, she closed her eyes tightly, allowing tears to run hotly down her cheeks as she fought with the image of Garents bloody corpse and struggled not to break into either frantic screams or heart wrenching sobs. She'd screamed in this room before, but never cried. She couldn't do it. She had to push the thoughts away. Shay's breathing slowed and she winced at nothing, waiting for him to bring the whip down on her. For either screams or sobs to break the silence.

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She was wrong, it'd turned out. Neither her tears nor her screams had broken the silence, but rather the loud crack of the whip as he flicked it at her. The black coil smacked her back and she groaned deeply in her throat, the wind knocked out of her. With the hard slap, she felt the warm stickiness of blood and her head spun. The spot he'd hit her burned like fire and she tensed the muscles in her back with effort, her slim shoulder blades evident. A moment of burning fire as he pulled the whip back slowly, and then again she heard the crack. This time he was trying to make her scream and the blow pushed her body against the wall. It'd worked, though not as he'd expected. Between the throbbing of her other wounds and the white fire of her back, she hadn't been able to hold it in and she broke, letting out the sobs she'd been fighting back.

Tears poured over her eyes as he hit her, pulling back the whip slowly everytime. Was this what it'd been like? For Garent? She thought, and even the effort of thinking hurt. Again he hit her. And again. The room, so silent a moment ago, now filled with the repeating crack of the whip and her heartbroken shrieks.

The whipping felt like it'd lasted hours for Adrian had a special talent that allowed him to make a minute in the box seem like thirty.

Eight lashes later, Shayla's slim back was crossed with red lines that burned red-hot and she moaned, slumping her body against the wall with heavy breaths. She was teetering on the edge of consciousness and Adrian knew it. It was the only reason he'd stopped. He didn't want her to pass out or she'd get to skip the pain. The wall was cool against her hot skin and Shay closed her silver eyes, willing herself to fall into blackness. It'd be over.. It'd be over... I could get out of here.. Come on Shay. Black out dammit! She told herself over and over, but Adrian was too good at his job, and to her misfortune, she stayed awake.

Shay's screaming had stopped and her sobs had quieted some, but as she sat there, body slumped against the wall, bleeding head pounding, she cried softly. It was the first time Adrian had ever used the whip on her and the first time she'd ever cried in front of him. Knowing he was gloating, she tired to stop, but couldn't. That whip had brought back memories she'd pushed out of her head for two years now and during the whipping, she'd seen faces that she'd forced herself to forget four years now. Her brothers. Where were they? Did they even think about her anymore?

"I hope you have learnt your lesson Shayla Bones, if not you will end up just like him" Adrian's voice pulled her out of her hazy thoughts and her breathing quickened for a second. Why was he getting to her so much this time? Shay opened her eyes slowly and spun painfully in the tight, bruising cuffs. He was coming at her with a white-hot iron rod.

Frantically, she wiggled the cuffs. "Adrian!" She croaked through a throat thick with crying, sliver eyes finding his. "Please! This is sick!" He can't possibly like this?! She thought, disgusted with herself that she was begging, but pushing it away, letting tears run over her lids and salt her cheeks. At least she hadn't screamed yet. He'd got tears out of her though... Was that just as bad?

Then he stepped up close to her, causing her to shrink back and groan since her back was now pressed to the wall. With a familiar look in his eyes, he raised the rod. Everything was different this time. He was using all new methods on her. Usually he just beat her up, yelled back and forth with her, and made her bleed with his knife until a too-powerful blow knocked her unconscious. The pain brought her back. Her half-out mind kept drifting away, but there was no getting away from this. It shocked her awake as he took another step closer and pressed the rod into her hands. Finally he got what he wanted and Shay screamed, shrill and loud. She was sure the whole world could hear her screams as he rotated the blinding heat in her hands. Her vision swam and black blurred it's edges, though she remained painfully awake and screamed again, her body coming off the wall and straining away from the cuffs uselessly, hands struggling against the bruising metal and searing pain. This is wrong... Was all she had the energy to think.

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Shalya knew he was satisfied. She could practically feel it radiating off of him and maybe that was what saved her for suddenly she could see again, the blackness faded, and the searing pain subsided. Her tears had saved her for if she hadn't used them, who knew how far he'd have gone to get them? Beaten, she slumped against the wall and groaned. She knew he thought he'd broken her and she'd play along... For now at least. "When I have finished with you, Shayla Bones, I will ensure you go the same way as him." When he spoke this, it took all she had to hold her tongue. Just get out! She thought, pinching her eyes shut and slowing her pounding heart. Get out of here before I'm forced to say something. Then he kicked her and she cried out shortly. "Save your tears for later. It will get a lot worse." Adrians words mixed with the clash of the metal rod made her head spin, and she forced herself to look at him as he left her.

When he was gone, Shay was left with broken ribs, a bleeding and pounding head, at least two broken fingers, bruised wrists that were still in the shackles, burned hands, and more bruises than she could count. She moaned softly to herself and leaned on the wall, pale eyes watching the darkness of the room until the blackness finally overtook her weary mind and let her fall unconscious.

When she woke, her head was pounding like nails being driven into her skull. The backs of her eyes burned, her entire body was sore and her cheeks were stiff with the salt of dried tears. Her wrists and hands were numb from the shackles though so at least she couldn't feel those... She knew when she could it'd be hell. It wasn't hard for the night to come back to her groggy mind, and once it had, she wished it hadn't. Shay sighed softly and winced as she tried to move. Was it morning yet? It'd seemed like she'd slept late enough... Maybe it was early morning. Or late morning. Maybe even late afternoon. How was she to know? The box was painted black and had no windows, all she had was a feeling that she'd slept long enough and a growling stomach. When were they going to come get her out of here? The room smelled of blood. Her blood.

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Axel looked up at Candace to see what he had said may have been a little too much. She then began to say, "Yeah I think I saw her last night in her room. Nick too, they were both so pale, like zombies. How gross." He watched as she slowly laid back down on the bed and began to rest some more. Axel just sat and watched her as she slept thinking, Wow is she pretty I'm glad I confessed to her. Then an hour later an announcement went over the intercom that had said, "Could Monica and Destiny please take the Dorm members to the dining hall. Except for Shayla, Nick, Shanae , Kevin and Candace." He was shocked to hear that announced on the intercom, but more shocked by what had happened next. The man with the gun had come barging into their dorm. He walked over to Kevin's bed and pulled Kevin out of his bed. Axel yelled, "Hey where are you taking him? Don't just ignore me." And the man had left the room Axel was still surprised, he then regain his composure. He went into the hall but the man and Kevin were gone.

He watched as Candace went from room to room looking for Kevin. Axel confused and not wanting to see if Kevin was attached to the same machine had went and gone to the cafeteria and sat down. Not soon after that had Candace sat down next to him. She looked at him and said, "What do they want with me? Where's Kevin? Am I even allowed to be here? So many questions are running through my mind Axel, what should I do?" And she picked up a little food and started to eat some of it. Axel pondered for a second and said, "In order here is what I think. Last night they did want to send you to the box, maybe they didn't forget and are gonna try to catch you off guard. I have no clue where Kevin is at all I can say is that I hope he isn't attached to that machine. I don't think they wanted you to leave the room but oh well your here now. And I'm sure it will be okay I will go look around for him right after we get out of here. But the thing is I might get beat if I do but Kevin is worth it." He then hugged her and patted he on the back trying to comfort her.

He looked around and saw a new guy sitting in the empty space, right where Axel's blind spot was. I wonder when that guy got here maybe I should go talk to him and see how much people have filled him in. Axel gets up and slowly walks over to the new guy. The man looked to be kinda small for a full grown man, Axel shrugged his shoulders and walked up to a sit. He then sat done and said to the man, "My name is Axel." He then paused and the man did nothing he then asked the man, "So has anyone filled you in on what has happened so far and the rules so you don't get in trouble?"

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Shayla was dully aware of the shackles at her arms releasing. Finally was all she thought as he dragged her back to her room and dropped her there, before turning tail and stalking out of the room. It was over. It was finally over. Slowly Shay sat up and rubbed at her bruised wrists, feeling draining back into her singed hands bit by bit. When it was finally back, she nearly passed out, placing a hand down hard on the thin mattress of her bed. Slowly, she glanced around the room to find it empty. Thank GOD she would have a minute to recoup before anyone saw her. Of course when they did see her, she'd still look like hell, but she wouldn't be shivering and struggling for breath.

Once she'd managed to get her emotions in control and hide the pain in her face, she was able to wonder through a muddled head, where everyone had gone. Standing, slowly and painfully, she used the wall for support to reach the little barred window. Looking out, she found it was morning. They're at breakfast. She thought, and as if on cue, her stomach growled. If there'd been anything in it, Shay was sure she'd have thrown up. Maybe someone would sneak her some food like she had done for Shanae the night before. No... Probably not. Clutching her stomach, she turned towards the door. Shanae. Oh my God! She'd been to the doctor while Shay was locked in the Box.

The thought of trying to make it to the other room made her throbbing head spin and she nearly collapsed on the spot, but she had to see. She had to be there. What'd happened to her friend? And Nick... He'd been so nice to her where no one else had. She touched her hand to her throat where the bloodied bandana was still tied. What had happened to him? She had to know, even if she wasn't allowed in their room. Measuring every step, Shay made her way to the door, leaning heavily on the wall for support. Ironically, her legs were the only things Adrian had not harmed, but multiple blows to her head and the painful whip lashes on her back made walking nearly impossible.

When she reached Shanae's room, Shayla leaned in the doorway on her shoulder. In the room stood Nick, with Shanae on the bed in front of him. Hiding the pain on her face in that eternal tough-girl act she lived under, Shay spoke from behind Nick. As far as she could tell he hadn't noticed her yet. "How is she?" She asked, trying to straighten up and walk forward as if she were okay, but dropping to her knees for a second before forcing herself back up and over to the bed Shanae lay on, face white. Oh my god... She thought, placing a hand on her friend's forehead. It was hot with fever and worry flooded through her so powerfully that she had to grip Nick's shoulder to keep from passing out. It's just like Melissa...

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Shayla winced when Nick wrapped his arms around her. Not in a pain thing, but in a pride thing. The last time someone had held her... He'd paid for it. Nevertheless, she felt the strong pull to wrap her hands around him too, but instead she just slid an arm over his shoulder to keep herself standing. "It's going to be okay."His whispered breath tickled her ear and she had to fight from burying her face in his chest. "She's going to make it." Stifly, she looked down at her bestfriend's frail body and when Nick let go of her to address Adrian, she almost jumped. She couldn't have Adrian catch her caring about someone. Everyone she cared about was killed. Everyone.

Not making eye-contact with Adrian while he talked, she drowned out his words and dropped to her knees in front of Shanae. Gently, Shay touched her hand and sighed. You can pull through this Shanae. I know you can. You're stronger then Melissa. She thought, closing her eyes to fight away the tears that threatened to roll. Please... For me... Don't leave me here alone. When Adrian finally stopped talking and left the room Shay hardly noticed and stood, painfully and slowly. She looked at Nick. He was trustworthy, she could see that, and for God-knows-what reason, he'd been kind to her when she was nothing but a smartass to anyone else. Though she couldn't care about him... Or at least she wouldn't show it. Everyone she'd been caught caring about always ended up injured or dead and even though, she knew she couldn't help it, she always felt guilty.

Shay had a few moments of silent awkward eye-contact with Nick before Adrian popped back in and told her she was to see the doctor. At least if she dies I'll be dead too... She thought, forcing the fear off her face so that Nick couldn't read her. "Take care of her." She said firmly, silver eyes hard on his. "If you let her die before I get back I'll kill you." It was an empty threat, for she didn't think she could ever bring herself to kill someone, but she sounded serious enough and it got her two main points across: 1. She trusted him to take care of her friend. 2. She would be coming back.

Leaving the room, Shay used the wall for support as she followed Adrian and some new kid down the hall. She knew she looked like hell with blood and bruises everywhere, dark shadows under her eyes, and whip lashes across her slim back. Her pale skin was even paler with weakness, making her look more albino then ever and her bruises worse then they really were, her white-blonde hair had blood in it where it touched her back, and she had to lean on the wall in order to walk without passing out. Was she even strong enough right now for what the doctor would do to her? Shay glanced at the new kid. He seemed pretty untouched. She was probably the first example he'd seen of how bad this place would get, and considering where they were going, the last too. "Shay." She said to him, telling him her name. She was walking to her death with him, why not know his name? "Like the blood?" She smirked, knowing it was a vulgar joke, but not caring. They were her specialty.

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Shay shrugged. She'd expected as much. Not a lot of people cared for her sarcastic humor and most found it annoying or abusive. Shanae was, so far, the only one who understood her. She looked back at the boy, almost feeling like she should explain something, but who really cared? In a little while they'd both be dead anyway. Though... No one deserved to go into their death unaware... "That asshole up there?" She gestured towards Adrian, keeping her voice just low enough so he couldn't hear it. "He's the doctor." She shrugged and continued to walk. "It's not like we're going to a real doctor. We're going to die." She thought of Melissa, Shanae's sister, laying sickly white on the bed, fever draining her. "Shanae and I have been here for four years. We're the last two of the last batch. No one survives the Doctor." Again, Shay smirked and noted her injuries. "And if you're a 'smartass trouble maker' like me..." she mimicked Adrian "...You end up like me." She shook her head mockingly. "Unless you're really tough, I wouldn't suggest it." She snarked and glanced up at Adrian ahead of them. When would they be there already? It wasn't that she wanted to die, but limping along was wasting her energy and if she had any chance with whatever he'd do to her, she had to have as much of it as possible. I'm getting out of here. She kept telling herself over and over, expertly keeping the panic and pain from her face. Alive.

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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.

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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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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.

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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'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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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 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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