Will I have to save myself?

"The Voices."

Azalea screamed in agony as Sota pressed hot metal against her skin.

"Please! Sota, stop!"

The room began to blur as Sota shook his head. After what seemed like an eternity, the metal was pulled from her skin. She let out a final cry as pieces of her flesh slowly pealed off her leg. After that, everything went black.

Azalea awoke many hours later, and, for a moment, thought she had lost a leg. She pushed herself up and instantly fell back down. She was weak. Sota entered her room after what felt like an eternity.

"So," he said, "you're finally awake?"

Azalea looked at him like a mistreated animal in a cage as Sota shook his head.

"Don't worry Darling, I'm not going to do anything to you today. Your body is far too weak for me to continue on, unfortunately. I need those results as soon as possible." He paced around to room, occasionally casting side glances at Azalea.

"What did you do to me?" Azalea asked, her vision slowly dimming and blurring before snapping back into focus like and old camera.

"Very simple, really. I injected you with a radioactive chemical called Radium. Over time, I'll be injecting you with different radioactive chemicals in order to find results on how they effect humans; and whether or not they're safe to use."

"So you're telling me... That you injected me with something that could kill me!?"

"It won't kill you unless you're injected with too much of it. When I'm not getting results, you will be my doll. Is that understood?"

Azalea slowly nodded, and watched Sota leave the room while smiling. Once he left the room, Azalea heard people mumbling, inaudible whispers at best.

"We can help you dear.~"

Azalea speedily tried to sit up from her bed, but was pushed back down.

"Stay laying down dear. You're too weak right now." another voice said as others began laughing or whispering amongst themselves.

"Who are you!?" Azalea asked, panicked. 

"Call us The Counsel darling." A deep gravelly voice responded this time.

"Well... What do want from me?"

"We want to help you sweetheart." A sweet older woman's voice answered her.

Azalea began to calm down; shakily taking breaths while she listened to The Counsel talk. She was scared, but had to admit that she was happy that they were there.

"We'll be here for you when you need us." The deep gravelly voice said again.

"We'll also be helping you plan your escape. If you can handle it that is." Another voice burst out laughing that sounded like a broken voice box on helium. If that was possible.

"Well, if you're going to be helping me I want to know your names."

"Our names?" The same voice answered, "Well I'm Jester. You'll be able to tell why over time." Jester then started laughing maniacally.

"My name is Olive sweetheart." The voice of the old woman responded."

"Call me Nathaniel. I'll be your 'comforter' until you no longer need us." The gravelly voice said.

"Hmph. Come on Nathaniel~ you know I don't like it when you talk to other girls!" A whiney voice huffed.

"Oh fuck off Conny. You know that pisses me off. We're not dating and never will be." Nathaniel snapped.

Azalea chuckled a little at the sudden out-burst. It would seem that those two fight a lot. However long The Counsel will be staying with her is  going to be quite interesting.