Not Just An Experiment

--Chapter Thirteen--

Kaira's POV

The color black is an interesting thing. It really is because it's not just one color, but all of them. And if you look at it closely you can sometimes distinguish individual colors among the inky darkness.

But try as I might, all I see around me is black. Nothing interesting and nothing different.

At least the pain is gone. Now I feel nothing. It is a strange sensation, not seeing anything. Not feeling anything. Not able to comprehend anything. Yet, at the same time it is peaceful and relaxing.

When I think of what I left, those cruel people, I want to stay here forever. But I know I can't. I can already feel myself waking up and it scares me. I don't want to be tested on and I don't want to hurt.

But it's too late for that. They killed my family. They took me captive. And now they are experimenting on me.

I can't just sit back and go without a fight.

The light starts to break through my eyelids, letting me know that I now have a massive headache. It feels like my brain has exploded and I whimper.

I hear a sound like metal sliding across the floor and then footsteps. Craning my head while still being held down, I try to look around. A man comes into my view. He looks more friendly than that other guy... Zane... I think, but it doesn't do anything to cure the fear I feel.

As I look closer into his eyes, I see another emotion. Fear. But... why would he be afraid of me? I'm the prisoner!

He reaches for my wrist and I struggle. "No, please don't touch me," I beg shamelessly.

"It's okay," he says almost hesitantly, "I'm just readjusting the heart rate monitor."

As he checks my head for something else, I wince and shut my eyes, the slight movement hurting greatly. He pulls his hand away and I feel him hesitate. So I open my eyes.

"Is...is there anything I can do for you?" his voice is quiet and I barely hear what he is saying.

"Let me go?" it comes out as more of a question than a demand as I had originally planned, but I'm grateful it came out at all.

He swallows. "I can't. I'm sorry."

"Please..."

He rechecks my head before leaving my range of view. I decide to try one more time. "Please! Don't leave me here! Please, I beg of you," I cry out.

The footsteps stop.

So, very sorry for not updating in foreeever! I hope you all missed this story. ;) :)

Anyway, I will hopefully try to update sooner in the future!

Kaira's POV - Ithildae