Daisy's P.O.V
I can't believe what I am seeing, and feeling! My skin prickles with heat as Clara thrashes on the floor of the elevator.
Clara?!
I am afraid for her. I yell her name in my head, hoping she will respond. I would be afraid that she was dying but she's already dead so that can't be possible. But she's in pain. I can feel it faintly from our connection. Sparks of bursting heat spread throughout my body and I almost cry out loud, but I can't be caught in the security room. If I am, it will only make my predicament worse. So I bite down on my lip, and watch. It will end soon. For both our sakes I hope this... burning ends soon. And it does, but not in the way I expect. She starts to fade away then disappears altogether. Finnic is kneeling in front of an empty space. His hands which were gripping her wrists, were now grasping nothing. He looks around the elevator in alarm, but she in completely gone.
And so is the pain. I feel normal again. Finnic pulls out his communicator and holds it to his ear. Must be calling God. She scares me, but at least I am different enough that I don't have to become part of her metal army she calls "Her boys". But their technical name is Cybermen. Apparently, I am not compatible, which is why I was labeled a defect. So far all I've been is ignored, and I want to keep it that way. I come up to security whenever the guard slacks off and leaves to do God knows what (God must know but doesn't care), to look for my parents. They died before me, leaving me an orphan. The orphanage that I stayed at had an abusive headmistress who had a particular hatred for me. I believe she was the one who poisoned my supper. Then again, the children were just as bad. Any of them could have done it. Then I woke up here, in God's office, though I think there was a period of time between my death and arriving here that I don't remember. It's just, coming here seems much more recent, than my death. And I refuse to call this place Heaven. Laboratory is more like it. This could be hell for all I know. What just happened to Clara is hopefully much better than the fate she was going to meet here. She was already losing her emotions which is the first sign of compatibility. It was the first sign I didn't show. I was always sad, begging for my parents that God claimed went to Hell for abandoning their child. I told her I forgave them, and I just wanted to see them one more time. I don't even remember them, I was a baby, but I wanted to meet them. Maybe they were different after death. Maybe they would love me. She refused. I believe she has them and is planning on turning them into Cybermen when the time comes. She's just hiding them from me so I won't find them and give them emotions. It's true I don't know what they look like, but sometimes you just know things by feeling, not by fact. That's the only reason I can use for reaching out to Clara. I felt like I was supposed to. Finnic is not my favorite person, but I can't help but feel bad for him. No doubt he will be put in line with God's wrath. Not that it was his fault but it was on his watch. I would testify for him but I'm technically not supposed to be in here.
"Hey! You there!" An angry voice comes from behind me. Speaking of not supposed to be in here. I turn around to face the guard. I didn't hear him thinking when he came up here. Stupid Daisy, why weren't you listening? A special skill of mine is listening to people's thoughts, even when they are blocking their minds. I wasn't paying attention and checking the guard's mind to hear if he was coming back. Quickly I get up and dodge past the fat, bald guard, his hand barely grazing my back to grab my shirt.
"Come back here!" I can hear him lumbering after me, but I am faster than him. I run down the stairs, then down a hallway, then another, until I'm sure he can't catch up. I look behind me and sure enough there's no one there. I sigh in relief, then turn around and run smack into someone. They grab my shoulders roughly and pull me back. Uh-oh.
"Well now, didn't anyone teach you not to run in the halls?" I stare up at the woman playing God. Of course I know she isn't God, not the God I was taught to believe. But that is the only name for her that anyone around here knows her as. Finnic steps out from behind her, hiding his shaking hands behind his back and trying to look stern but I can read his thoughts, and he is absolutely terrified. Which means God already knows what happened to Clara and is not happy about it.
"No? Well I think it's about time you learn." She grabs my wrist and I try to tug away, but she is strong and drags me somewhere I've never been before.
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