Our power is usefull....Or is it?

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Y/n pov:

I was walking from the nurse office to my power training. As I walked past the theatre room I tought about what I did there today and it made me smile.

In the past 10 months I went to there everyday and cleaned it. I finished cleaning it months ago but I finished the reapiring it yesterday. I really don't understand the electric but I figured out in my own. And today was the day I finally could dance there. Luckily the room is soundproof, but I need to find some music which isn't from the 18th century. Afterall it wasn't that bad, I felt free and the most happiest for the first time in years. Notning can made my day bad.

When I walked into the PE room I saw the twins argue about something. I didn't understand what they were talking about. But it was probably a big thing unlike last week 'cause Wanda's eyes were glowing.

- Y/n help me. - Pietro said and stood behind me as I arrived next to them.

- What did you do now? - I asked. - Stole her shampoo or put gum in her hair? Or are you too old for this?  -

- No, he went to the city and stoled things. - she said and with that I turned around to face him.

- Really?! - I have never been in the city but I known someone who tried to escape she was my roommate back in Russia. But after that I never seen her again. - You know they could kill you because of that. - I said bringing my voice down. - And what was that important anyway? -

- Well you said weeks ago that you really like earrings and I heard of a good shop. - he said shyly. - So... -

- That is so cute. - I admitted, nobody ever did something like this to me like ... never. - But never do it again please, you could be in a big trouble. - I tried to order him without smiling but it was hard when his smile is this cute.

- I will never again. - he said smiling.

- Or if you do. I am actually going to.... - Wanda started.

- I'm not going to. - he said and started his daily routine. Me and Wanda looked at eachother then started our own routine.

The last months was the same. Everyday injections and practice following practice, but like a week ago I found a room where I can shoot by gun or throw knifes. I sometimes go there in the afternoon.

- Can I ask sometnihg? - I heard Pietro after 5 minutes.

- Yeah, sure. -  Wanda answered.

- Not from you. -

- What do you want? -

- I know you don't like to talk about it, but why do you think they only care about is the fire? -

- Because they think that's the only thing which is useful in me. - I said and looked at the ground. - Well at least that's what I heard they say. -

- Why would they think it? - Wanda asked.

- You know burning is more useful for torturing than drowning. - I said still looking down.

- Have they ever used you for that? - Pietro asked.

- Just once. - I said remembering the screams. - They needed to know some code or something like that but he doesn't say anything so they made me to start burning him. - I said fighting with tears. - Well that didn't worked.... So they made me burn his wife and daughter....But as I know they are happy now.  - I looked up with the smallest smile.

- I'm sorry of that. - Wanda said. - But if that makes you happier I have to read minds for informations...... And sometimes I go to far. - she added with a disgusted face.

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