Synthetic Beauty (re-posted)

Chapter Twenty-Two: Mistake

Tyler's eyes widen and Phoebe immediately knows what she did was a mistake. Tyler's smile turns wickedly creepy. He tugs on something around his neck and then he turns into Xander.

"So you are Miss Phoebe," Xander laughs. He walks through the bars. That's right- through the bars.

Phoebe shakes her head and backs up as he walks towards her prison bars, "You sly fool."

"Hm... You didn't have to tell me anyways. Your revolution called us to get you back. I'm thinking I might use you," Xander presses a few buttons on the side of her door.

"Where's Tyler?"

Xander laughs, "Oh he's dead. That image I was wearing was what he looked like before he was dead."

Phoebe gasps and hits the wall with only a small amount of force in her fist, "It's not true..."

"Heartbroken?" Xander smiles cruelly.

Phoebe shakes her head, keeping her cool. Stabilizing herself again, she says, "I don't get it. Why did you tell me how to escape if you're Xander," she presses her back against the stone wall.

Xander smiles as the bars open, "I was trying to get you to trust me. And I did, didn't I?"

Phoebe slowly walks towards him, playing his little game, "Maybe I did. Then again, I thought you were Tyler."

He stares at Phoebe with thoughtful eyes, "I'm contemplating all the things I could do with you to get the Revolution to do what we want."

"They don't care about me enough to affect them," Phoebe crosses her arms walking closer to him.

Xander smiles cockily, "Oh, but they do. They sent me a virus to my computer that had their message all over my computer screen. It said, Bring back Phoebe and no one gets hurt."

"I would listen to them," Phoebe takes another daring footstep closer to Xander, but Xander stands his ground.

Xander laughs, "Such a threat shouldn't be taken seriously. We are already at war, why must I listen to them?"

"Their threats are not likely to be only threats," Phoebe warns.

Xander puts his highly ringed hand under Phoebe's chin, "Mm... Such cute threats..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Phoebe swings her foot around and hits his face. She runs out of the cell and gradually travels at Special's speed. Xander probably couldn't ponder what's happening before she gets out of this place.

Phoebe huffs and suddenly, the disguise cuff falls off her neck and onto the floor. Deciding its no time to go back and get it, she continues down the halls taking lefts and rights, ducking her head to hide from security cameras. Taking a second to glance up, Phoebe goes to the exit sign and pushes on the door. She climbs up and out of the prison and then glances around at the water world from the glass tube that holds her there.

"State your name." A robotic sound comes from a machine. Phoebe growls, grabbing the machine and snapping it in half, her black hair falling in front of her face. The tube opens up and Phoebe takes a deep breath. Using all her power she pushes off of the ground and begins to ascend. She bursts out of the water, swimming towards the sun.

Where am I? She asks the computer in her brain. Two hundred miles from Rustia shores. Phoebe sighs, happy that she's at least somewhere near the old America, where the revolution is. She swims and a thought pops into her mind. "I've always wanted a road trip. I guess here it is."