Plan B

Plan B -P55- forgettenchapt

"How many times do I have to tell you," I shouted back at the interrogators. "I don't know what he did!"
The first interrogator turned to his coworker in torture, not kidding thay were driving me crazy. "Do I have to see if it's stuck somewhere in her brain?"
The second turned his head to him and sighed in an uneasy way, "Fine. It's seems to be our last choice here. Play it on the screens if you have to."
"I'm on it," The first responded sticking a probeplug on my temple.
"Just sit tight and let the mechine do it's job," The second told me calmly. And the screens filled with clips that I didn't even know I knew. Both interrogators stared in shock, I myself was just as dumbfounded. But I could now remember them without the screens. In fact the audio also plaied.
"Get you're hands off my you pig!"
"You will break!"
"Shut up!"
"I will never obey you."
"Let her rest. Just double the drug amount when she wakes up."
Both the interrogators were speechless, maybe because of the fact of how much I've been drugged. Or the fact I was near raped. Let's see the list of what he did here, he tried to rape me, drugged me, played a recording of himself telling me to obey him over and over, shock treipy. I resisted the urdge to shudder.
The first interrogators turned from the screen and sighed, "We should get her to the bunks." He undid one of the straps and I sent a punch straight into his masked jaw. He stumbled and hit one of the tables one wheels before hitting the ground.
I undid the other strap and ran towards the door, the other tackled me over, "Calm down Scarab!" Then pulled off his mask reveiling Ghost's face, unbonemasked. "We're out of harms way for now. You can relax. Okay?"
I was practically hyperventalating. But I stiffened a nod.
Ghost looked over to the other interrogator and asked, "You alright, Sir?"
The other interrogater turned on his side and groaned, "Yah I'm fine. Just a bruise." He sat up and came over just before he pulled his mask off. Soap, oh god damn it I punched Soap! He then sighed, "Scarab are you alright?"
"Sure," I answered seething with sarcasm. "Aside from being fried by Ghost and his elecrtic button, and seeing a play back of Makarov and the brainwashing, I'm perfectly fine."
"Alright, well come on," Soap was still rubbing the back of his neck. "We just need to get a quick scan to see if there is any permenant brain damage."
Both led me to a room and got me to lay down, disspite what I wanted to really do. But sadly I couldn't, a moment later they left and within minutes they were back. Ghost got me up, "Okay nothing as far as I can tell."
"Yah but you're not a doctor," I pointed out. I wasn't tired, I just wanted to run, these cramped spaces were driving me mental. "So where are we going?"
"I just going meet up with Price to see what he found in teh files Nikolai and Heatstroke got on Makarov," Ghost explained.
"I'll be taking you to the bunk hall," Soap offered.
"Sure," I sighed.
Ghost cut down a different hall and Soap and I stopped in front of a door. He opened it, no one in here. And we stepped in. Soap thought for a moment and shut the door. We sat on one of the bunks, "Scarab, about the whole thing with me and Silvia_"
"Don't say it," I interupted. "I know what was going on. Silvia's just some whore Makarov hired. I totally got it. I just panicked because I thought you'd like her more and before I knew it I was running away_"
If anyone whose read the last chapters would guess, they'd say Soap broke my sentance with a kiss. If someone who didn't read the previous chapters read this, they would be utterly lost. No he wasn't kissing me. He instead had slapped a hand over my mouth and listened to some unaudible sound.
His hand fell off and he was jumping off the bunk and pressing his ear to the wall to get a better listen on this sound. I didn't hear jack. I just watched him a moment then he picked up a rifle and shot at the wall. A second later we heard a squel, like the kind you hear if you drop a shampoo bottle on someone's foot.
He pulled the air dock grate off and reached in. His whole shoulder in as he felt around for something. I was now up on my feet and standing behind him. He started to pull his arm out with some struggle. But soon he pulled Silvia from the air vents by the hair. I still was pissed off at her for what she tried to do.
"Well look what the cat dragged in," I hissed as Silvia jumped to her feet.
"As if you look much better." She snorted.
Ghost and Price leaped in and look bewildered to see Silvia. But their looks of astomonisment faded. SIlvia lanched at me and I turned her uneven sloppy attack against her. Grabbing both her fist and putting her in a streff jacket hold. SHe scirmed and yelled in Portugese, not like I cared. But Ghost took the liberity of knocking her out.
"SO what are we gonna do with her?" He asked putting his pistol away.
"I could get some pay back." I insisted.
"I'm liking the sound of this." Price chuckled in a devious way. Maybe he was tired or something. Aren't people weirder than normal when they're tired?

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A/N: Sorry guys, forgot this one. so just roll with it.

This was the end of the interrogation for Scarab. SOrry that I forgot it, just my own stupid mistake.