chapter 18

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Maka's pov.

Days and days of torture and yet still I haven't cracked, and I never will.

I've been through hell. Literally.

They have countless methods of torture and I've been through a bunch of them.

I've become super skinny and I know I look horrible. The only shower I've really gotten was when I was soaked with a hose and the cloths were left to dry on my body.

They wouldn't feed me for days, they would make me stand for hours in a small wooden box, they would stick me in a cell where I would wear a bunch of chains and I couldn't move while listening to a constant ticking noise in the dark. I couldn't tell where the noise was coming from and it echoed off the walls. It was so infuriating and frustrating it drove me insane, but that's the point isn't it?

I was weary, dirty, miserable. But if enduring all this pain meant keeping my friends, the school, and death city safe then this was all completely worth it.

They beat me black and blue, they've cut me up, they've shocked me, they've cut my hair really short. I can't move an inch without somthing hurting.

Right now I'm in the dark cell again, with that stupid ticking noise. I try to count the ticks to save some of my sanity but for the most part it really doesn't help.

The cell opened I was blinded by light. The guard who I had become to like was standing there looking sympathetic towards me.

"Sorry miss, but it's time for me to take you out of here."

"It's about time, I counted 5,583 ticks, not including the thousand before I started counting." I stated.

He didn't respond and instead picked me up and shoved me forward to walk, this causing me to groan and whimper.

Every step was agony as the man led me to my destination.

First was a shower. A genuine shower with body wash, shampoo and conditioner.

The man handed me some white clothing.

You have 30 minutes to freshen up. No longer. He exited the room, closing the door behind him.

I quickly stripped my clothing and ran the hot water. I stepped in and let it sooth my body. I washed my hair, in which I wasn't used to the new short style, and washed my body.

I got out and wrapped a towel around me. I checked myself in the mirror.

My eyes were red and had bags under them, my hair was cut boy short, and there were bruised every on my body. I look like a gang of muggers beat the shit out of me.

I brushed my hair and put on the simple white clothing: white jeans, whit shirt, white socks, and white nurses shoes.

Something must be coming. All this white is too unusual for there not to be. I basked in the small break I get to have. It wasn't long enough for the man came back quickly.

He led me down more series of halls and to a large metal door. He pushed me inside and shut the door behind him.

It was a white room (all this white is giving me a headache) with a single chair that looked like a full metal old fashioned electric chair. This whole room looked like a scene from a cliche horror movie.

Two doctors (they looked like doctors) took me by the elbows and forced me into the chair, strapping me down. They backed off and stood against the wall. I was facing a window, like one of the windows in an interrogation room.
Lady Arachnae along with others were behind the window.

"Hello dear" she said.

"Hello witch" I responded.

"Now I'm hoping we can keep this simple Maka. I'm giving you one last chance."

"To do what?"

"To give me all the answers I seek."

"You know I never will. You can put me through all the torture you want you're not getting anything from me." I spat.

"Oh no, I'm done with torture. I'm impressed I must say, you've endured a lot, and even now you still have fire left within you. No, if you won't give them to me then I'll just have to take them from you."

I was about to ask what she meant when the chair spun around. The doctors came close and started shoving I.V.s in me and needles. My body soon became numb and I couldn't move, could even struggle with my restraints.

They placed a headband/ helmet on my head that squeezed a little. I was facing a screen in which a projector was projecting. Whirling and squealing started up and the headband placed more pressure on my temple. It became uncomfortable.

The screen started playing something and it took me a moment to realize what it was. I watched as my memories were splayed across the screen.

I watched as Soul and I had our first kiss, hung out, had battles. I saw my friends and I laughing and having a good time. I watched as battles I had been in replayed. And then I watched as the memory of when Stein showed us the secret tunnels under the city. They were special escape roots if anything happened. He showed us where each tunnel began and ended.

I passed out after that.

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