Hero

Chapter 29

Harry blinks his eyes open to be met with blue walls, blue floor, blue ceilings, and glowing objects. He blinks a few more times, to get his eyes adjust to his new soundings.

Around him was a glass cage that was most likely there to contain him. The flowing things are tools and different fancy types of technology that he had never even seen before. Pulling on his wrist, he finally noticed that they were chained to his sides. He can see his bow and arrows on the opposite side of the cage, being examined by who seemed to be other scientists. He looks to his left, and frowns even more confused when he sees other strange faces.

"You're finally up."

Harry turns his head to the lady that said it, and frowns at her confused. He doesn't recognize the face, and really want to know why he is chained up and so sore. "What the hell is going on? Where's Zayn?!"

"Don't worry my dear, your friends are in good care. They are hear in the holding sells, waiting to see how our latest project will turn out. You."

Harry groans and struggles against the restrains. Letting out a puff of air, he sighs and tugs on the chains again. He feels the metal pulling at his wrists and hisses in pain. Groaning again, he lets his head fall as he feels something getting pumped into his body. Turning his head to the side only slightly, he looks at a tube that's connected to his side and looks as the blue substance gets pushed inside of him. "What are you doing to me.."

"We're making you the best and strongest weapon the the world can ever have. First we're seeing what's so different about you." Marissa says as she taps a few more things on her tablet. Harry screams in pain at the sudden shock their is in his stomach. He feels the tube leaving his body, and his eyes rolling to the back of his head for a few seconds. "Hmm...that amount of that substance was theoretically suppose to kill you. Interesting." Marissa says before jotting that down and walking off.

Harry huffs and squeezes his eyes tightly. He sees a structure label of his dna pop up in a screen and squints when he sees how neon blue it is. He sees more atoms or particles or whatever cling onto the structure. He feels his breathing coming quickly, and then he blacks out again, but not before he sees it turning gold.

+

(Two days later)

Harry let out a ragged breath that he hadn't even realized he'd been holding in. He breathed in, trying to get oxygen into his brain, but then couldn't stop, he couldn't let the breath out, he just kept breathing in, short jagged breath after short jagged breath, in and in, until his cheek started tingling and he was becoming light-headed, somewhere in his mind he knew he was having a panic attack but for the life of him he couldn't remember what to do, how to stop it. He took a loud breath before a loud scream ripped from his lungs. The chains broke, and he collapsed onto the floor in a fetus position. It was only when he was face-down in the hardwood floor, dirty floor and thus unable to breath in, that he let his lungs release. The carpet filtered his breathing making him recycle his breaths, until he could turn his head to the side, eyes closed with concentration.

The doors open to where Harry was being imprisoned, and men were being rushed to his side. Harry shakes his head quickly and grits his teeth. "No!" he yelled and wind blew around his body, knocking everyone away from him. His breathing was still quick, but he looked up at the sound of many groans of pain. Harry shakily gets to his feet, and starts running to the door before anyone else could come in and stop him. Harry's breathing slows only by the slightest once he gets in the hallway. He runs down the hall, and checks everywhere for a sign of where Zayn could be. He doesn't know how long it's been since he's seen his boyfriend, but he can't go any longer.

He sprints down the hall, and gets to a closed off section. Reaching his hand out for the door, he yanks on the handle and the door then goes flying across the room. Harry gasps and steps back a bit in shock, his feet stop working, and he's stuck at a standstill. He only snaps out of it, when he hears Liam's voice asking what that noise was. He gets the the cells, and looks at them through the glass. They all cheered his name, and Harry shushed them before looking around making sure no guard wax coming or anything. He knows their coming though. Cause it's not like he was being sneaky with running down the halls. "Step back." he says, and when they do hes ripping a chunk of his shirt off and wrapping it around his fist.

"Harry what are you-"

Before Zayn could even finish, Harry was punching the glass making it all shatter and crumble down to the ground. Zayn gasped, and ignores all of the glass as he runs to Harry to make sure no damage was done.

"Harry what the actual fuck," Harry went to move past Zayn and he blocked Harry's path again in a quick sidestep. "No! You go to put the damn car up, when i told you fucking not to, cause it was to damn late, and then this shit happens! I've been going crazy over you for the past three days, and I killed five guys without even trying to Harry! I was fucking scared and I needed you, and you left cause you didn't listen to me!!" Zayn poked him in the chest and Harry tries calming his boyfriend, but then Zayn's eyes are glowing a gold colour, and Harry gasp in awe. Zayn was so damn hurt, god he wanted to just cry and slap Harry across the head for being such an idiot.

He reached out a finger and prodded Harry in one of his rock solid pecs. He could feel their friends eyes on him and scrunched his eyes, ready for Harry to defend and yell back. Harry's hands were on him a second later and... wait, what? Zayn was being lifted into the air, what? He opened his eyes as Harry plonked him back on the ground before removing his hands from Zayn's biceps. Zayn just spluttered, Harry had just moved him, picked him up like a piece of furniture and just fucking moved him aside. Harry walked over to the solid wall, and punches a hole to see that they were actually a few stories away from the ground. Then he hears guards, and curses under his breath.

If Zayn hadn't heard the guards, he'd probably giving Harry a piece of his mind, so being the logical man he is. Zayn huffs and grabs Louis, while Harry must have been thinking the same thing cause the lad grabbed Liam and Niall. Harry looks at the two, and nods. "Follow me, c'mon!" he yells before they are all running out the door like the damn Scooby-Doo Mystery Gang.

They run to a safe-ish spot, and they can hear multiple footsteps everywhere, from every direction. Harry sighs and runs his fingers through his hair, before he's telling Zayn and the rest to stay where they were. Zayn goes to protest, but Harry is already gone. They hear smashing, and then gun-shots, and Zayn is really contemplating if he should punch Harry in the face or not.

"Well, well, well. Malik, right?" The guard didn't wait for a response, "Boyfriend of the fucking twat that broke my nose." there was a smile in his voice as he dramatically looked around "And where is your bodyguard today? Oh Harry? Here doggy." he whistled, and Zayn didn't really get the whole pantomime-villain act, but hell if he was going to mock a man with an armed posse. Zayn could see the others facing their own problems with their own guards to deal with, he looked around a weapon or something to use, but there was only broken metal. Zayn was screwed.

"I'm sure Harry will be here soon," Zayn tried to laugh but all that came out was some weird honking noise, "he's never one to skip on saving my life." the guard wasn't listening though.

"You know I spent a long time wondering how we can right the wrong your boyfriend did to me. To hurt him... and then poof, you came along. Like Christmas come early." he sneered. "Don't worry," he patted Zayn's cheek, hard, "it'll hurt him more than it hurts you."

Zayn didn't even have time to protest or run, the blade in Matt's hand was already in his side.

"Fuck..." Zayn said a rush of pain and wooziness hitting him and he swayed forward, The girl stepped out of the way and Zayn stumbled over his feet. He pressed a hand to his side and kept it there, he didn't need to see the blood to know it was there, he could already feel the warm stickiness seeping through his fingers. He managed to stagger about six steps away from the man, he didn't know where he was going he just had to get away. An arm was around him. He looked through bleary eyes expecting to see Louis or Liam, but it was Niall.

"Zayn!" Harry yells from the other side of the room, as he sees the blood ooze to the floor, and Zayn start to go pale. He clenches his fist, and screams frustrated and in pain before he was sending wind everywhere around the room. Louis held onto Liam who was holding onto a bar handle that was conveniently placed on the wall. Niall held onto Zayn and one of the machines that was glued to the floor. It was like a tornado inside of the room. All of the guards flung around in every direction, and Harry was doing everything in his power not to break down ten and there. He blows wind at the unconscious guards and moves them into a corner, and then he slowly stops his wind.

Once completely on his feet again, he runs to Zayn and takes him from Niall. He holds Zayn, and his tears fall on the lads cheeks. Harry doesn't know what to say, or how to say it, but he feels like shit.