Revolution (The Angel's Sins)

Chapter Five

A/N: this chapter may be dark for some of you lil'(...Developing pet name...)waffles ;). (And yes, that was for my amusement. Tee hee!)
I am sorry that this took so long to update, but I didn't update this sooner, but I've lost inspiration... Btw please give me some comments containing ideas please! Thanks! -Zany

The dream resumed.

My heart was racing, Garrett stole my precious items. He needed to die. Kill him. He stole the valuables. Kill him. My mind was racing in a flurry, but my body wasn't able to move.

Garrett flipped me onto my back, thrusting the knife through my neck, blood spouting from my mouth. Now I could feel the pain. My precious items were keeping the pain away. But he stole them. He took them. The pain was flowing now, I was screaming, bleeding, kicking, a blade was tearing my skin.

The knife dug deeper, and deeper, slicing my throat in half. I was dead now. Garret continued to sit on top of me, panting. "Finally. She's dead now."

He began laughing insanely, digging the knife into his own neck. "I have no point to live anymore! Hahaha! Its so-" his blood splattered across the ground, along with his body, his head rolling freely away from our corpses.

Ashton brought Rick to the ground, his hands crushing his skull now. Ashton finished Rick's life, then stumbled upwards. He walked towards me and Garrett's corpses. "Oh, well."

I woke again, my whole body was frozen, and my throat had a horrible pain where the knife had been. I felt myself strapped to a medical table, the room I was in was freezing.

I'd been stripped to my undergarments, the cold metal pressed onto my pale skin. I heard a door behind me open, causing my finger to twitch. "Alright, Alice Herald, correct?" A guy in a lab coat walked into the room, and into my line of sight.

I replied with a tiny "yes," Not showing my confusion. "You were brought to me by your little boyfriends. They said you were hostile after waking up?" I said yes. He brought his face close to my legs, "you have very familiar skin. It's lovely." He poked and prodded at my knees for a moment, then returned his focus.

I felt a shiver run down my spine, allowing me to move. I wriggled around a little bit, then calmed down. "I think your mother was here ten years ago. (She isn't ten years old, hint hint.)She was pregnant, had lovely skin. Just like yours." I froze, remembering about my mother, how she'd died, how I'd never met her. "Why am I here?" I said, ignoring the comment he made about my mother.

He stopped rummaging through a small droor to my right. "Those dreams. Your transformation isn't going to be pleasant. It was the same with your mom. The reason why you're here is because we need to move some things around so that transformation isn't so painful." I shook nervously, "What do you mean by things?" He paused, then continued rummaging through the droor. "Bones, tendons, ect."

I shivered at the thought, and wriggled to try escaping. He held up a needle. "This may cause a little sting." He walked towards me, plunging the needle into my chest. My movements slowed, and I eventually fell unconscious.