~~~~~KYLE~~~~~~
"We aren't gonna make it out of here alive are we? If we walk the line, follow every instruction you give us to the letter it won't matter, because the outcome will be the same. We will never see our homes and families again. You are going to test us. Prod us. Experiment on us, but never release us. I will not help you in any way."
Thats Maria for you. Thats my girl...or who I wish was my girl! Not that she'll ever know that!
"Fine" I hear the man say.
Please PLEASE let the power hit me...maybe I can get out...maybe I can get us out of here....
And then immediately I feel it. The instant the power hits me I feel it mix with the pent up energy within. I run as hard as I can at the restraints and they pop open. I quickly superspeed round the corner and find that Maria is next to me.
"GET HIM! GET HIM!"
I see a door behind me open. I know I could probably zoom right out of there and get out....but Im not leaving the others.
I charge myself to run at the restraints. As I do so I lock eyes with Maria. I just know shes thinking that I should leave...but theres no way. Not a chance in hell. Im getting us ALL out. Even Alex.
But then I feel someone grab me. I instantly feel something injected into my blood stream.
"No...NO!" I yell out. It must be some sort of drowsy drug thing...I dont know...Im not Alex. They quickly put me back in my restraints.
"That was foolish...but thanks for showing me your power...and your weakness. Which is clearly them"
I hang my head. God why hadnt I been faster...why hadnt I got them out!
"But now Im going to oversee Mr Whitman's experiments...I will be back soon. And then....you WILL answer my questions."
Theres silence. After a while, when I figure he's gone, I whisper.
"Im sorry...I failed you all...I....Im sorry...."
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*Maria*
"Fine" The cruel haunting voice bellows. There isn't the slightest hint of emotion in his tone. He could easily destroy us all without the tinest bit of regret. Clinching my teeth tightly I prepare for the electric heat to course through my veins in agonizing waves ,but it never comes. Instead I hear a popping sound that reminds me a lot of what being released would sound like. Hope springs to life even as I argue with myself... It can't be. It's not possible.
Before I can blink Kyle has made his way to my side ,and I thank whatever spiritual being watches over us for granting Kyle access to a way out of this. My heart skips a beat. We have a chance. Maybe we can make things right. The door behind him springs open and several guards rush in. "GET HIM! GET HIM!" Panic engulfs me. There's not enough time. I swallow harshly forcing myself in meet his eyes. Indecision and a deep conflict reside there. Galliantly he charges his out numbering asailants.
My jaw sets as I try to convey the clear message, 'Make a run for it.' If nothing else want him to be able to be free. I can stay here as long as I know that he will be safe and unharmed. Stubburness makes its way acorss his features. Silently, I plead with him to save himself. Because of the wonderful man he is, the one I fell for, he stays and attempts to fight off the bad guys. A white haired man in a lab coat draws out a siringe and I scream, "Kyle!!!" They manage to hold him still enough to inject the posion into his thrashing body.
Tears flow steadly down my cold cheeks as I watch the break down of the bravest man I know as he surrcumbs to the inevitable."No...NO!" He exclaims as his treacherous body defies him. They place him back into his restraints and I feel the small cuts in my hands where I dug my nails into my palms deepen. Semi circles. Hair moons filled with blood decorate my useless. I am helpless. The evil voice rings out mocking us. "That was foolish...but thanks for showing me your power...and your weakness. Which is clearly them"
My battered heart shatters at the revealation. He didn't get out because of us. He chose his loyalty to us over his freedom. I feel selfish for being grateful. He didn't leave us... He didn't leave me. My small joy is short lived however as the disconnected tone commands. "But now Im going to oversee Mr Whitman's experiments...I will be back soon. And then....you WILL answer my questions." The room falls to a deafening silence. I an't bare the thought of the agony they are going to bestow upon my gentle friend.
"Im sorry...I failed you all...I....Im sorry...." Kyle breaks the uncomfortable quietness with a whisper for forgiveness. Is he serious? He just gave up everything to attempt rescuing us. We should be begging him to forgive us for takng that away from him. His feelings for us held him back. They kept him for recieving the life he deserves. His name leaves my lips before I can stop it. "Kyle." I choke back a sob. My eyes flutter back open. I must have closed them after finding that hope had vanished.
"Never be sorry." My voice barely comes out but I'm sure he heard the words. "You sacraficed your very freedom to attempt to save us. You could have bolted out that door and never looked back ,but you stayed. For us." The overwhelming emotion is almost more than I can handle. "Thank you." Finding no shame in my heartfelt words I finish. "You are my hero."
"Fine" The cruel haunting voice bellows. There isn't the slightest hint of emotion in his tone. He could easily destroy us all without the tinest bit of regret. Clinching my teeth tightly I prepare for the electric heat to course through my veins in agonizing waves ,but it never comes. Instead I hear a popping sound that reminds me a lot of what being released would sound like. Hope springs to life even as I argue with myself... It can't be. It's not possible.
Before I can blink Kyle has made his way to my side ,and I thank whatever spiritual being watches over us for granting Kyle access to a way out of this. My heart skips a beat. We have a chance. Maybe we can make things right. The door behind him springs open and several guards rush in. "GET HIM! GET HIM!" Panic engulfs me. There's not enough time. I swallow harshly forcing myself in meet his eyes. Indecision and a deep conflict reside there. Galliantly he charges his out numbering asailants.
My jaw sets as I try to convey the clear message, 'Make a run for it.' If nothing else want him to be able to be free. I can stay here as long as I know that he will be safe and unharmed. Stubburness makes its way acorss his features. Silently, I plead with him to save himself. Because of the wonderful man he is, the one I fell for, he stays and attempts to fight off the bad guys. A white haired man in a lab coat draws out a siringe and I scream, "Kyle!!!" They manage to hold him still enough to inject the posion into his thrashing body.
Tears flow steadly down my cold cheeks as I watch the break down of the bravest man I know as he surrcumbs to the inevitable."No...NO!" He exclaims as his treacherous body defies him. They place him back into his restraints and I feel the small cuts in my hands where I dug my nails into my palms deepen. Semi circles. Hair moons filled with blood decorate my useless. I am helpless. The evil voice rings out mocking us. "That was foolish...but thanks for showing me your power...and your weakness. Which is clearly them"
My battered heart shatters at the revealation. He didn't get out because of us. He chose his loyalty to us over his freedom. I feel selfish for being grateful. He didn't leave us... He didn't leave me. My small joy is short lived however as the disconnected tone commands. "But now Im going to oversee Mr Whitman's experiments...I will be back soon. And then....you WILL answer my questions." The room falls to a deafening silence. I an't bare the thought of the agony they are going to bestow upon my gentle friend.
"Im sorry...I failed you all...I....Im sorry...." Kyle breaks the uncomfortable quietness with a whisper for forgiveness. Is he serious? He just gave up everything to attempt rescuing us. We should be begging him to forgive us for takng that away from him. His feelings for us held him back. They kept him for recieving the life he deserves. His name leaves my lips before I can stop it. "Kyle." I choke back a sob. My eyes flutter back open. I must have closed them after finding that hope had vanished.
"Never be sorry." My voice barely comes out but I'm sure he heard the words. "You sacraficed your very freedom to attempt to save us. You could have bolted out that door and never looked back ,but you stayed. For us." The overwhelming emotion is almost more than I can handle. "Thank you." Finding no shame in my heartfelt words I finish. "You are my hero."
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~~~~~KYLE~~~~
"Kyle. Never be sorry. You sacraficed your very freedom to attempt to save us. You could have bolted out that door and never looked back ,but you stayed. For us. Thank you...You are my hero."
I look down shaking my head, knowing its not true. Im no hero. I didnt get Liz or Alex or Maria out. Not one of them.
The world is still very blurring and spinning....the effects of that drug.
"I failed you" I murmur.
She has no idea how much those words from Maria make me feel. If only I deserved such praise. Her words mean the most to me. If only she knew.
"Im sorry" I mutter again. "Im no hero. I didnt get any of you out. God damnit...plus we "know" how were going to be rescued..."
I look down. "Im sorry Maria. You deserve better..."
Oops. "...a better friend"
Like Maria could ever like me like that. No way on Earth.
"Kyle. Never be sorry. You sacraficed your very freedom to attempt to save us. You could have bolted out that door and never looked back ,but you stayed. For us. Thank you...You are my hero."
I look down shaking my head, knowing its not true. Im no hero. I didnt get Liz or Alex or Maria out. Not one of them.
The world is still very blurring and spinning....the effects of that drug.
"I failed you" I murmur.
She has no idea how much those words from Maria make me feel. If only I deserved such praise. Her words mean the most to me. If only she knew.
"Im sorry" I mutter again. "Im no hero. I didnt get any of you out. God damnit...plus we "know" how were going to be rescued..."
I look down. "Im sorry Maria. You deserve better..."
Oops. "...a better friend"
Like Maria could ever like me like that. No way on Earth.
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*Maria*
"I failed you" He mumbles and I can tell the drugs effects are starting to come into play. The burden of all of this shouldn't be his to bear alone. We can make it a long as we stick together. I wish I wasn't bound by these stupid restraints. I want to wrap my arms around his weary body and make him feel better. Holding him would help me hold on."Im sorry" He mutters again and I wince at the defeat in his voice. "Im no hero. I didnt get any of you out. God damnit...plus we "know" how were going to be rescued..."
The dramatic irony is not lost on me."Im sorry Maria. You deserve better..." I lift my head up at the affection that was encased in the way he said my name, but his gesture was quickly amended. "...a better friend" Oh.. right. A friend. I sigh unable to hide my disappointment. Licking my chapped lips I assure him with conviction in my tone, "I couldn't ask for better, Kyle." Suddenly feeling self concious about how lovingly that sounded I state. "None of us could." Nice save.
Taking a deep breath I survey my surroundings. Do I really want to risk him never knowing how I feel about him? Can I really give up my life with that secret buried deep within my heart?" Deciding that I couldn't bare the thought I swallow harshly before starting, "Kyle I..." My voice trails off as a weird feeling overcomes me. I sense something. The hair stands up on the back of my neck and instantly I know what it it. Power. My power.
"I failed you" He mumbles and I can tell the drugs effects are starting to come into play. The burden of all of this shouldn't be his to bear alone. We can make it a long as we stick together. I wish I wasn't bound by these stupid restraints. I want to wrap my arms around his weary body and make him feel better. Holding him would help me hold on."Im sorry" He mutters again and I wince at the defeat in his voice. "Im no hero. I didnt get any of you out. God damnit...plus we "know" how were going to be rescued..."
The dramatic irony is not lost on me."Im sorry Maria. You deserve better..." I lift my head up at the affection that was encased in the way he said my name, but his gesture was quickly amended. "...a better friend" Oh.. right. A friend. I sigh unable to hide my disappointment. Licking my chapped lips I assure him with conviction in my tone, "I couldn't ask for better, Kyle." Suddenly feeling self concious about how lovingly that sounded I state. "None of us could." Nice save.
Taking a deep breath I survey my surroundings. Do I really want to risk him never knowing how I feel about him? Can I really give up my life with that secret buried deep within my heart?" Deciding that I couldn't bare the thought I swallow harshly before starting, "Kyle I..." My voice trails off as a weird feeling overcomes me. I sense something. The hair stands up on the back of my neck and instantly I know what it it. Power. My power.
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~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
Alex....oh God Alex. God let him be ok....let him be ok. Theres no way he could be dead...right? I tune out of the things around me as I think about Alex. He has to be ok...he just has to. I couldnt live with myself if anything happened to him. My world would crumble and fall.
"GET HIM! GET HIM!"
Its then I snap back to reality. It takes me a few moments to realise whats going on, but by then Kyle is back in his restraints. Oh God...
"Kyle I..."
She drifts off and I know something is wrong. "Maria?" I call out. God I cant lose her too. If only I could see her... "Maria?!" I say again anxiously.
~~~~~KYLE~~~~~
Oh God....Maria...
"Maria whats going on?!" I say quickly. "Maria?!?!" I say practically yelling. "Sweetie answer me!" I say shocking myself that I called her that, but at this moment in time Im more scared for Maria.
~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
Alex....oh God Alex. God let him be ok....let him be ok. Theres no way he could be dead...right? I tune out of the things around me as I think about Alex. He has to be ok...he just has to. I couldnt live with myself if anything happened to him. My world would crumble and fall.
"GET HIM! GET HIM!"
Its then I snap back to reality. It takes me a few moments to realise whats going on, but by then Kyle is back in his restraints. Oh God...
"Kyle I..."
She drifts off and I know something is wrong. "Maria?" I call out. God I cant lose her too. If only I could see her... "Maria?!" I say again anxiously.
~~~~~KYLE~~~~~
Oh God....Maria...
"Maria whats going on?!" I say quickly. "Maria?!?!" I say practically yelling. "Sweetie answer me!" I say shocking myself that I called her that, but at this moment in time Im more scared for Maria.
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*Maria*
"Maria?" Liz stammers fear twinged in her voice. "Maria?!" She repeats and I try to answer but the building within me is just too much.
"Maria whats going on?!" Kyle spouts out the concern evident in his tone. "Maria?!?!" His pain filled concern shocks me back to reality. "Sweetie answer me!" Did he just call me sweetie? I let the happiness from that term of endearment sustain me for a moment. The gentle stir of power eases itself allowing me focus on the others.
"I.. I feel funny." I admonish unsure how to describe the changes occuring inside me. "I think..." A sudden heat overwhelms my body causing me to lose my train of thought. Why can't I focus? There's a tingle beneath my skin that begs for release. "I need..." Biting my bottum lip I close my eyes trying to figure out the new rush of emotions. "What's happening to me?" I manage to mumble out. The uneasiness in my stomach increases.
"I think my little gift is beginning to make itself known." I announce unsteadly. "Better late than never huh?" I attempt to joke but it falls flat. "Maybe I can find out how to harness it. Then the next time on of those goons march in I can freeze them." Sounds like a plan. I just need to concentrate on honing the energies. From what I have gathered so far this gift/curse is triggered from strong emotion. All I have to do is get worked up to let it out. Hmmm. There's a thought. It's now or never.
"Uh... Kyle. I know this is not the best time for this but..." My sentiment is cut off by the screams coming from the room beside us.
"Maria?" Liz stammers fear twinged in her voice. "Maria?!" She repeats and I try to answer but the building within me is just too much.
"Maria whats going on?!" Kyle spouts out the concern evident in his tone. "Maria?!?!" His pain filled concern shocks me back to reality. "Sweetie answer me!" Did he just call me sweetie? I let the happiness from that term of endearment sustain me for a moment. The gentle stir of power eases itself allowing me focus on the others.
"I.. I feel funny." I admonish unsure how to describe the changes occuring inside me. "I think..." A sudden heat overwhelms my body causing me to lose my train of thought. Why can't I focus? There's a tingle beneath my skin that begs for release. "I need..." Biting my bottum lip I close my eyes trying to figure out the new rush of emotions. "What's happening to me?" I manage to mumble out. The uneasiness in my stomach increases.
"I think my little gift is beginning to make itself known." I announce unsteadly. "Better late than never huh?" I attempt to joke but it falls flat. "Maybe I can find out how to harness it. Then the next time on of those goons march in I can freeze them." Sounds like a plan. I just need to concentrate on honing the energies. From what I have gathered so far this gift/curse is triggered from strong emotion. All I have to do is get worked up to let it out. Hmmm. There's a thought. It's now or never.
"Uh... Kyle. I know this is not the best time for this but..." My sentiment is cut off by the screams coming from the room beside us.
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"Tell me where the others are Max..or I will be forced to hurt you"
I try desperately to get out of my restraints...but I cant. God where are they?! Why havent they come...
"Never!" I yell.
Immediately I feel a small blade makin me bleed down my chest.
"ARRRGH!"
~~~~~KYLE~~~~~.
"I.. I feel funny. I think... I need... What's happening to me?"
"Maria?" I say again worriedly. Oh God....whats happening to her?!
"I think my little gift is beginning to make itself known. Better late than never huh? Maybe I can find out how to harness it. Then the next time on of those goons march in I can freeze them."
I swallow. She wants to put her self at risk?! I cant let her do that!
"Uh... Kyle. I know this is not the best time for this but..."
"ARRRGH!"
I swallow. "Maria, you cant do it" I tell her.
She doesnt reply, and I wonder what she was about to say and if I ruined it. Whatever she had to say....it cant be as important as keeping her safe.
"You mustnt try. I dont want you getting hurt. I couldnt live with that. We just need to wait for this rescue Liz said about...I wont let you get hurt."
"Tell me where the others are Max..or I will be forced to hurt you"
I try desperately to get out of my restraints...but I cant. God where are they?! Why havent they come...
"Never!" I yell.
Immediately I feel a small blade makin me bleed down my chest.
"ARRRGH!"
~~~~~KYLE~~~~~.
"I.. I feel funny. I think... I need... What's happening to me?"
"Maria?" I say again worriedly. Oh God....whats happening to her?!
"I think my little gift is beginning to make itself known. Better late than never huh? Maybe I can find out how to harness it. Then the next time on of those goons march in I can freeze them."
I swallow. She wants to put her self at risk?! I cant let her do that!
"Uh... Kyle. I know this is not the best time for this but..."
"ARRRGH!"
I swallow. "Maria, you cant do it" I tell her.
She doesnt reply, and I wonder what she was about to say and if I ruined it. Whatever she had to say....it cant be as important as keeping her safe.
"You mustnt try. I dont want you getting hurt. I couldnt live with that. We just need to wait for this rescue Liz said about...I wont let you get hurt."
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*Maria*
Kyle's stern voice rings out, "Maria, you cant do it" He informs me. I sit open mouthed afraid that he has read my mind and now I am experiencing the rejection I have long since feared. "You mustnt try. I dont want you getting hurt. I couldnt live with that. We just need to wait for this rescue Liz said about...I wont let you get hurt." Conviction lies heavy in his tone and I allow myself to dwell on his last words. He won't let me get hurt. Is that just a friend gesture or possibly more?
The line between the two is defintely a thin one. If I cross it now will we ever be able to go back to the way things were? Do I want to? Out of all the confusion there's one thing I know for sure. I don't want to hurt him, and if I was to try something risky and get injured or worse yet killed it would devastate him. No, I won't do that to him. "Alright Kyle." I state almost defeatedly. "I won't try anything." I promise.
*Maria*
Kyle's stern voice rings out, "Maria, you cant do it" He informs me. I sit open mouthed afraid that he has read my mind and now I am experiencing the rejection I have long since feared. "You mustnt try. I dont want you getting hurt. I couldnt live with that. We just need to wait for this rescue Liz said about...I wont let you get hurt." Conviction lies heavy in his tone and I allow myself to dwell on his last words. He won't let me get hurt. Is that just a friend gesture or possibly more?
The line between the two is defintely a thin one. If I cross it now will we ever be able to go back to the way things were? Do I want to? Out of all the confusion there's one thing I know for sure. I don't want to hurt him, and if I was to try something risky and get injured or worse yet killed it would devastate him. No, I won't do that to him. "Alright Kyle." I state almost defeatedly. "I won't try anything." I promise.
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