POWERLESS

Suddenly I'm back in the lab, the iron lid Is quickly removed from my head. 

My heart is still racing as I check my body. I don't feel any pain anymore nor are there any scratches or marks over my body. Im sweating from head to toe. The entire thing was fake. 

I look up at the trooper who types at his computer casually. Like he didn't just witness a girl crying from murder. 

"Your test results are loading Miss. Bennet." He says adjusting his glasses. 

My mouth feels parched from the screaming but the clones of myself haunt me. They will haunt me forever. I want to cry but I'm in a state of shock. 

I look around the blank white room seeing if I could run anywhere, away from this place. But only white consumes me. It's a shocking contrast to the darkness I was in just seconds ago.

 It stings my eyes. 

I look back at the man as he presses enter into his keyboard. I watch as his eyes widen and he mouths something. He shakes his head sadly and continues typing.

 "What's the matter?" I ask frantically.

 "Miss. Bennet can I ask you to wait outside with your parents please?" I don't protest and eagerly rush to the white wall that magically materializes into an open door. 

Mom and dad wait outside for me. "Something is wrong." I tell Mom immediately as I run into her arms. I begin to sob almost instantly. "Why didn't you tell me?" I cry. Mom lifts my face and wipe away my many tears with her thumb. "It was terrible!" I shout as my mind flashes back to the knives piercing my body. 

 "It was so dark." I laud sob escapes me. 

Mom just stands there hugging me and letting me cry while Dad rubbes my shoulder. We go and sit on the bench in the hallway as we wait for the Trooper to come and tell us the results. 

After what feels like hours a lady in another lab coat walks out of the door and heads towards us. I quickly lift my head up from my moms shoulder and bite my lower lip.

 "Mr. and Mrs. Bennet?" She asks as she takes out her clip board. We all look at her anxiously as she fiddles around with some papers. My heart begins to race again. 

"Theres been a glitch." Is all she says for my heart to start cracking.

 "What do you mean?" Mom asks like she's taken a punch to the gut. 

"Can I speak to you in private please?" She asks Mom and Dad. My fear increases.

 Stacey told me her test was fast and easy. That they told her rite after that she had the power of Super natural Intelligence and the next day was sent a ticket off to Ribose. She never said anything about the dark room, about the murderers, the clones, about a glitch. 

Mom looks nervously down at me before getting up. Mom is around the same hight as the Lab Coat lady, tall and slender. "Whats wrong?" Mom asks in a pleading whisper but I can still hear. 

The Lab coat lady sighs adjusting her glasses not even spearing me or Dad a look. 

The Lab troops all look bored. Dad said he worked here when he was younger and he hated it. Just doing tests and drills all day, watching kids cry and shriek about their results. 

"She's powerless." The lady says bluntly.

 My face drains of any sort of colour I had left. 

I see Moms fingers curl up into a shaking fist. "W-what?" Mom stutters. 

"She failed her test." The Lady says like its obvious. "Within the first minute she should have released her power and after ten minutes nothing happened so she is in fact powerless."

 "This cant be true." Dad says releasing my hand and getting up to Moms side.

 "Facts are facts Dr. Bennett. See the test results yourself." She hands the paper on her clip board to Dad. "You of all people would know this is indeed true."

He scans it through his glasses before rubbing his forehead unable to say or do anything. He whispers something into Moms ears. 

Mom quickly looks back at me and takes my hand. "Lets get out of here while Dad sorts all this out." She whispers into my ear. My lips tremble and I feel ready to cry again. 

How can I be powerless? How can I be such a nothing in this society made up of heroes?

 "I want to stay." I tell her putting my foot down. 

Mom looks me in the eye. She can see through my pale face that I cant handle this. Not after going through the Iron Lid. 

"Please." I whimper.  

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To be continued...