Terror

Chapter Thirty

One week later, the government requested a court hearing. Jason was unsure why they wanted it to be done quickly, but he assumed it was to have him and Greyson behind bars as soon as possible.

The hearing was held in Toronto, as they all of been staying in various hospital rooms throughout the city.

Most of them had been provided with clothes, but some were allowed go out with security to purchase items, as the government assumed they'd steal. However, he was not given the privilege just like Greyson. They had been confined to the same room, which had not gone well. Although Greyson may have been attempting to change, but Jason doubted they would ever be on good terms.

As he travelled up the steps to the large courthouse, he was accompanied by two police officers. Upon entering, he noticed that the walls were painted teal with wooden borders, and there was a large polished desk to the right side, where their own hearing would take place.

He walked down a hallway with six doors on the left side and wide windows on the opposite side. Through the windows, he could see people in dresses and suits entering the large doors.

The police officers remained outside one of the rooms, giving him space. Most of the freaks involved in the case were present, but there was one person who seemed out of place.

"You look like a hooker!" Will laughed, pointing at Mia.

She stood with her hands on her hips, wearing a very short black dress on that hugged her body tightly that 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, though she looked on the verge of slapping Mia.

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

"I went to get myself a dress, and I wasn't going to spend money 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 beaten up or sent to another Uden Academy in England!"

"I doubt they would send you to jail. Greyson and I are the most at risk," Jason sighed.

Mallory turned to look at him, her hands clenched into fists and shaking. She had her black hair tied back in a braid and was wearing a purple and black dress made of velvet. She clutched a small black purse and a small red stress ball.

"Won't Uden just pay for our charges?" Mia asked. "They always did that when we got caught."

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

Bryce looked like he was about to burst out laughing, while Jason scanned the hall. The only remaining freaks, which were only a few, were all present at this hearing. Most of them had died from the illness or at the hands of Ashley herself.

A tall man in a navy blue suit and black tie, with black dress pants, approached them. His black hair was neatly styled and he adjusted his glasses as he walked over.

"I'm Chris, and I'll be your lawyer in fighting your case," he announced. "During this hearing, each of you will be asked questions about the events that took place during the incident. Some of you will be asked more than others, depending on his often your name was mentioned. This will he a lengthy healing, as there is video evidence and findings from investigators. I understand that this is a stressful situation, especially for those of you under the age of fifteen who still possess supernatural abilities."