Terror

Chapter Thirty

One week later, the government wanted a court hearing. Jason didn't know why they wanted it done quickly, but he assumed they wanted him and Greyson behind bars as soon as possible. It was hosted in Toronto, as all of them had mainly been staying in hospital rooms all over the Toronto region.

Most had provided clothes, but they did allow others out with security to buy something as they expected them to steal clothes. However, he wasn't allowed to just like Greyson. They've been mainly stuck in the same room, which hasn't gone well at all. Greyson may be trying to change, but Jason doubted they'd ever be on good terms.

He had two security guards behind him as he travelled up the steps to a large courthouse. When he stepped in, it was busy, with the walls painted teal and wooden borders. There was a large polished desk as he walked to the right side, where their own hearing would be.

He walked down the hallway that had six doors on the left side with wide windows on the opposite. He could see the large cement steps where people in dresses or suits were walking inside the large doors.

The security stayed by the door outside one of the rooms but left him to have his space. Most of the freaks were there, but there was one person who looked like they shouldn't be at the hearing.

"You look like a hooker!" Will laughed.

Mia had both hands on her hips. She had a very short black dress on that fit her body tightly and shouldn't be worn at court.

"Mia, we've been to court before, so you should know the type of clothes we wear," Eden said calmly, but she looked on the verge of slapping her.

Jason looked around as some were okay with what was going on, while others were pacing, like Emma. Angel and Mallory both were trembling while the crackheads seemed fine with the outcomes.

"I went to get myself a dress, and I wasn't spending it on something ugly," Mia said dumbly.

"I don't want to go to jail," Mallory panicked, staring at Jason. "I don't want to be beat up or sent to another Uden Academy in England!"

"I doubt they'd send you to jail. The most at harm are Greyson and I," Jason sighed.

Mallory turned to look at him, her hands clenched in fists with them shaking. Her black hair was tied back in a braid with a purple and black dress that had velvet fabric. She had a small black purse, squeezing a red stress ball.

"Won't Uden just pay for our charges? They did that all the time when we got caught," Mia said dumbly.

"Ashley burned down Uden, so I don't think they'd pay for us on that behalf," Eden said, her hands laced together.

Bryce looked on the verge of laughing while Jason looked around. Every freak that was still alive, which wasn't many, was at this hearing. Most freaks had died from an illness or even from Ashley herself.

There was a tall man that came walking to them who was dressed in a navy blue suit and black tie with black dress pants. His black hair was smoothed, fixing his glasses as he came over.

"I'm Chris, and I'll be your lawyer in fighting your case," he stated. "During this, each of you will be asked different questions based on events that were told about during the incident. Some will be asked more than others, due to names being mentioned. It will be a large hearing due to videos and findings that investigators believe. I understand it's stressful, especially since some of you are younger than fifteen and still have supernatural abilities."

Jason knew he was going to be one of the people, who would be asked more than one question. He's a high rank who had burned Maverick's fingers off and was responsible for burning Luke's arm. It didn't help either; he created a hole in the power plant or many other crimes he probably couldn't list.