~Earth will conquer, earth will prevail, earth will suffocate and earth will destroy. Earth will grow evil and earth will create havoc from the roots of the ground that she created.~
Chapter Two
Earth
"Bring it in and put it on that slab over there." I heard their voices muttering to each other. My eyes felt heavy and blurred when I tried to open them, the anaesthetic they'd given me was stronger than normal, it made me wake up feeling as if I'd been asleep for years. I wish I had been. Anywhere was better than here. But then again, I'd never been anywhere else. I guess I could only imagine that anywhere else would be better.
"I said put it down there!" This time the words he spoke weren't mumbled, they were shouted angrily.
"Sorry Sir, she was struggling." A small voice murmured from the corner of the room.
"She? I don't recall there being a she in this room." He spoke with such hate in his voice.
"I'm sorry Sir, I meant that it was struggling. My mistake Sir." The small voice sounded shaky and scared.
"Yes, exactly, your mistake," I saw his shadow turn towards the other voice, "and you know that I don't take mistakes well." I heard a zip of a pocket undo, he was reaching for something. "You won't be making a mistake again."
It all happened so quickly. A flick of a trigger, a lift of the arm, one aim, one bullet. One death. So much blood. The little voice dropped to the ground.
"Clean this up." I heard several footsteps run towards where the little voice had fell to the ground, I heard a mop hit the floor, and then the dragging of the body along the wet floor and out of the door in the far end of the room. The unmistakable clash the door made with the frame let me know that all the focus was on me once again, and that scared me, even after all these years.
"Did you see it move?" My heart jumped, I was trying so hard to keep still. The anaesthetic had worn off considering I should've been back in isolation by now. My heart was racing. I sensed an opportunity. If they thought I was unconscious, maybe they'd be off guard and I could fuck them up and get out of this hell hole. No. It'd never work. I'd lost all hope since the first time they'd injected me with the green liquid that made my eyes narrow and my feet want to give way.
"No." He snapped back at the high pitched voice on the right.
I counted the steps he took towards me.
I heard the familiar sound of syringes being picked up off of the metal tray. I counted the seconds. They seemed to drag on before I heard his chilling voice.
"This is a new one, maybe this'll work. They call it SP-ON 11." Someone nodded their head, the rustle of their hair made it obvious. Before I could count another second, the cold sharp feeling of the needle hit my arm, I shook in surprise. I saw their faces. Their alarmed expressions.
"What're you doing! Get down!" He reached for the taser in his pockets.
I closed my eyes, I focused on the anger pent up inside of me. I let it flow into my fingertips. I felt my eyes roll backwards as I let out a scream. Ivy shot out of my fingers and knotted around his neck. The taser fell out of his hand and crashed against the hard floor, his body shortly followed. The ivy kept flowing from my fingers, it attacked the other people that hung around the metal slab that I was now stood on.
I jumped off of the slab. I saw his body, lifeless, lying on the floor. I knelt down and whispered into his ear, "You won't be making a mistake again." I instantly felt a grin appear on my face.
I turned away, walking freely. For now. It was only a matter of time before someone else found me. But this time I'd be ready.
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