Mixed Fates

Chapter 3.

Unknown Pov.

“P-P- Please, Please I beg y-y-ou”

I see the veins in his eyes burst and his eyes become all red. I am holding him up by the throat against the wall.

“You helped them, then by default you are as guilty”

“I-I-I just” then he died.

His body falls lifeless to the ground. I roll my shoulders. This has been a dead end. Literally. He was their supplier of body parts but was spelled to forget them as soon as he saw them leave. I am getting close….

Buzz Buzz.

“YES?” I growl on the phone.

“You dare growl at your mother?”

I almost tripped over nothing on the ground.

“Mom, is everything alright?” I say in a much smoother voice that only comes out around my family.

“Something needs to be wrong for me to hear from you?” she almost growls at me.

I snicker and a smile cracks into my face.

“Do you miss me, mother?”

“Way too much, when is your next visit?”

I walk out to my car and sit inside.

“As soon as this mission is finished I will come home for a much deserved relaxing time”

“I am not sure your sister and brother will let you relax as much as you would like”

I growl.

“You sound stressed my boy, do you need me to come to you?”

I rub my eyes.

“Not yet but I might call on you”

“I will always answer your call”

“Send my love to father and mommy”

“And they send theirs”

Mia’s POV.

My anger just keeps boiling me up. Keeps boiling my brain. I will kill them and I will do so slowly. Jade has been trying to keep us happy by telling us to take comfort in our happy memories, but to be honest with myself, I am not thinking about the wonderful memories I have with my family. I am thinking about killing my captors. I am thinking about ripping their necks out, holding their eyes in my hands and squeezing them into jelly. That gives me comfort.

I will not dirty my memories with the ones I love by using them to avoid the pain. I will not let my memories see this horror.

They have tried very basic things to make us do what they want. Jade and Theo have been such blabbermouths. They have been given gifts and benefits. The mudman has turned more into a scarecrow. He does not scream anymore or anything anymore but he is alive. Zander has not talked so I have no idea where his head is at and then there is me.

They burned my skin. They have pulled out my teeth. They have even opened up my veins and put so many tubes in me that I could feel them from my toes to my brain.

Along with their healing, they have sprayed me down with ice-cold water so my waste is not bothering their noses. They did not give me my teeth back but only closed the hole it left. They did not heal the blisters and open wounds, only until it is not life-threatening.

I am very tired all the time and I am starting to have a little difficulty knowing when I am awake and when I am sleeping. I guess they are continuing their torture in my sleep by dream hopping. I have no idea how long we have been here but I have been taken out of the room 21 times. I tried to keep count of the others but since I have been passed out so many sometimes for a long time then I could not keep up with it.

“We will be changing it up a little today, we will be taking Mia and Theo together” the woman says to Blondie.

He looks at me and I can just see the hate in his eyes, just like in Theo’s eyes. I am completely fine with seeing their hate as long as I will be able to see the life leave Blondies eyes. I look over to Theo. He is sitting in his chair, which is like our bed but much more comfortable. We follow them. Sometimes we go to the little room with the window but sometimes we also go to the medical room where they will do medical experiments. However this time we are taken into different doors, the light is blinding. I blink my eyes to adjust to the light but I am just pushed into another room. Theo comes from the other side, we are facing each other.

“We will give you an injection and we want you to show us who is stronger”

A smile rips over my lips.

The restraints open and we are both loose. I fall to the ground because my legs are numb. He just stands up and rolls his shoulders. I move to sit on my ass and roll my ankles but the smile keeps pulling on my lips. I feel my magic slither in my veins like fire moving through a dried up forest. He moves closer to the wall and puts his fingers on the wall then he walks along with it, trying to be intimidating.

“So Joker want to play with your Harley?” I ask with a light giggle.

He did not even crack a smile.

I stand up and feel my footing, I feel like a newborn calf. Then all of a sudden my lungs are filled with water and I start coughing up the water. I push the fire in my lungs to evaporate the water, smoke comes out of my nose and since he did the first attack I guess it is my turn.

I burn his hair, he starts to slap his head and flay around. I move the flames from his head to his eyes.

“AAAHHH” he screams and starts to hold his eyes.

I move my powers over to him and I can feel him, I do not have psychic powers, so it is not like I am feeling his brain or feelings but I can feel his body. I feel how his blood runs, how the lungs pump his air and I feel his heart beating.

“Crack!”

I heard it before it happened. My arm swings behind me and breaks. I close my eyes to the blinding pain and swing back to lay on the ground behind me. I did not have the time to recover as I felt him hover over me. His hand slamming down on my throat and pressing down so hard I know I will bruise. My eyes swing open and I meet his. His eyes have blood running down his cheeks and are all red. There is pure anger and murder in his eyes and I feel the same.

“Yield!” he yells at me.

A smile cracks on my lips. My lungs are burning with the lack of air but I am enjoying this to the bone. I have been so restless and now I am getting an outlet and free hands to fight back. I am not strapped to a table and the only thing I can do is scream.

I knee him in the ribs and he falls over to the side.

“Never” I say, my voice raspy.

Then I go invisible. I used to do it all the time when I met mom first, but now I only do it to sneak out or to steal something.

“Crack”

I snap my hand back so I can heal myself in the right way. I then run to where he is lying on the ground and stomp on his stomach.

“AAHH b***h!”

I giggle. I make myself visible again and just stand over him smiling.

“Yield” I say.

“Never” he growls.

I move my foot over his neck and push down.

“I have no problem killing you so one last chance. Yield”

I can see the veins in his face and he is starting to change color. His eyes start to move back and I can feel his heart slowing down. I press my foot harder on his neck but I do not break it.

“That is enough, Mia. Let him go”

I whip my head to the mirror.

“I rather not”

I lift my foot to stomp down on his neck but then I am shot with a dart from somewhere in the wall. I feel my magic go back to sleep and then I feel myself unable to move. I fall to the ground. My arm giving me so much pain, I fight the darkness pressing my eyes to shut but the power from the dart is too much.