Super Powers, Super Friends, and Super Love. (Larry Stylinson fan-fiction)

Chapter 14

**Niall's Point Of View**

"Niall!" Someone harshly whispered, making my head snap up to see Zayn looking at me with his wide brown eyes.

"Zayn! How are you here?!" I whispered back, making him walk closer.

"Transformation." He simply stated.

"Ah." I breathed, and he got onto his knees.

"I see you have these chains, too?" He asked, reaching forward and running one of his slender tan fingers over the metal.

I nodded. "Yeah. Who else has them?" I asked.

"Harry, Liam, me, and Louis." He said.

"So...practically everyone else?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah." He said, and got up, walking to the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

He looked back at me. "Nowhere. I'm just closing this door..." He said, and I sighed in relief.

"A'right..." I said, and he grinned, and closed the door, walking back over to me afterwards.

"You know..." Zayn began, as he lifted a hand to caress my cheek, his thumb pad gliding over my cheek.

"I know a lot of things, Zayn." I said with a roll of my eyes.

He grinned. "There's always been something I wanted to do, but never got the chance to." He said, his eyes flashing to my lips then my eyes many times.

I gulped. "And what is that?" I asked.

He gave me a small smile, before leaning in very close, his hot breath booming against my pale skin.

"This..." He breathed.

**Louis' Point Of View**

"Louis...!" Alicia's sing-song voice spoke, snapping me out of my trance of staring at the wall.

I grinned. "Hi, Alicia." I said, and she gave me a small wave, and set the tray of food down.

"Here ya go, darling." She said, and uncovered the tray, revealing yet another buffet of food.

I smiled at her. "Thank you." I said, and took the fork she gave me, and began digging into the perfectly cooked chicken.

"No problem." She said, and she sat down in front of me, and she looked at my cerulean blue eyes. "You want to ask me something..." She whispered to me.

I looked up at her, a piece of chicken hanging from my mouth. "What?" I asked, my tongue trying to find the loose strand of chicken.

"You want to ask me something." She repeated, and I swallowed the chicken.

"Uh...What did you mean...I was one of you...?" I asked.

Alicia smiled. "I was literally one of you. I had powers, two to be exact. They took one away from me though..." She sighed.

My eyes widened. "Wait...one away?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yes. They only were able to take one without killing me." She said.

"What was your other power?"

"Transformation." She said.

"So like Zayn?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Kind of. Your friend, Zayn, can only turn into animals of different kinds. I used to be able to turn into practically anything." She explained.

"Like...a car?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yeah." She said.

I exhaled. "Wow..." I breathed.

She nodded. "Yeah."

"What's the power you still have?" I asked.

"Eternity."

"What?"

"Eternity. I live forever. Never changing my looks. Never gaining an age. The only way I can die is if someone kills me." She said.

"Wow...that's lucky." I said.

She nodded. "Yeah. I have to move every five to seven years." She said.

"That sucks."

Alicia nodded. "Yes, yes it is." She said.

I began to continue eating my chicken again, every so often dipping the piece into the mashed potatoes and brown gravy, while every so often adding a few green beans to the dip.

"So why are you here?" I asked, before I stuffed a huge pile of mashed potatoes into my mouth.

Alicia looked at me, taking one of the five biscuits from my platter, earning a 'you did not just do that' look from me.

"I work here." She said, taking a bite of the buttery biscuit.

"Well no duh." I sarcastically said.

Alicia smiled. "I work here because of the prisoners like you that are here." She said.

"You do the same thing you do with us for them, too?" I asked.

She nodded. "Precisely." She said, pointing a finger at me, before taking another bite.

I grinned a little, before taking another bite of my food. "That's nice of you...How long have you done that for?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Eighteen years?" She suggested, and began to start counting on her fingers how many years she's been here.

"How many prisoners were here in that time?"

"About...eh... Hundred? Thousand? They take a few people, and bring them here, then whenever they're done with them, they let them go, and then some of them have children, and they turn out to be like they're parents, super power wise, and they get captured and taken here." She explained.

"So, sometimes you get to see some of their children?" I asked.

She nodded. "A lot of times, yes. I say I knew their mother or father, and they immediately trust me." She said.

"You're bloody awesome." I gaped.

Alicia grinned. "Glad to hear that." She said, before taking another biscuit from my platter, earning a playful punch from me.

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**Liam's Point Of View**

"What are you doing?" I asked, as they injected even more needles into me.

"Stay calm, Mr. Payne, you'll feel better later." A doctor said.

I huffed. "I'd like to know what the hell you're doing." I growled.

The doctor didn't look up from his work. "We are injecting needles into your system."

I rolled my eyes. "No shit, Sherlock."

"And..." The doctor began, and soon a table was wheeled in with all sorts of mechanical devices. "This won't hurt a bit..." He said, before attaching the end of the needles to the machine.

"Why do you say tha--"

Suddenly, the device was turned on, and I felt something sink into my skin, and all I remembered was a sudden burst of pain.

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So, I'm sorry this sucked, I think this was what you all call a "filler" kind of chapter.

Well, I sped this story up a bit, and there will only be 2-3 chapters left of this story. So, yeahbye

~*Tom Cruise*~