Who We Were Born To Be (Niam) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 22: Mistakes and discoveries

Chapter 22

Harry's point of view

FUCK!

Harry didn't normally ever swear. But now seems like an appropriate time, if ever there was one, Harry thought.

Niall's gasp had drawn their attention over to the prisoners in their cages.

The nearest prisoner lay on the floor of his cage, a small pool of blood beside his head. He was clearly dead. Very clearly dead, Harry thought, looking at the body. The situation was the same in the other two cages Harry could see from his current position.

Harry swallowed, fighting the urge to throw up.

He could hear Louis cursing quietly beside him. “Shit, shit shit...”

As the team moved further into the basement they found more of the same. Dead. They're all dead, Harry thought despairingly. Each prisoner lay on the ground in their cage, each had apparently taken a bullet through the head. Dammit. This wasn't supposed to happen. We were supposed to rescue them!

Apart from the dead prisoners there was no sign of the bad guys. Where are they?

Ah! There's the power-blocker. Harry spotted the antennae as they rounded one of the cages. He focused his anger and ripped the device in half with his power.

Much better! He thought, feeling his power return to full strength.

Actually, much more than full strength. We're all boosting each other, and we all have power-boosters in our pockets.

The prisoner in the cage nearest them had fallen against the bars at the front. As they passed, Niall reached out and lifted the head of the prisoner, checking if they were still alive. Not much chance of that, I'm afraid Niall, thought Harry sadly. The killers were professionals it seems. Every single one of the prisoners they had seen had taken a bullet in the head.

As Niall lifted the corpse's head, Harry saw that the bullet had gone straight into the woman's eye. Harry turned away quickly to stop himself puking.

Harry felt a sudden blast of nausea from Niall. He quickly shielded his mind against the strong emotions the boy was emitting, but he saw the three soldiers turn and vomit. Get a grip Niall! Harry thought. He quickly suppressed Niall's power.

Liam's point of view

“Are you all right now?” Liam asked Niall tenderly. The boy's face was still paler than normal and slightly green-tinged.

Niall nodded quickly, but looked like he regretted moving his head too fast.

Liam noticed Louis giving Niall a nasty glare. Instinctively Liam hugged Niall closer and glared back at Louis.

Louis blinked in surprise and raised his hands in surrender. Then the boy twisted his mouth and spat onto the ground.

“Don't glare at me like that Liam!” Louis complained. “It's not like I'm going to hurt him! But puke tastes awful and it's his fault!” Louis scrubbed his hand across his mouth some more.

“You could have blocked it Louis,” Liam pointed out. “Like Harry and I did.”

Louis poked out his tongue at Liam.

Liam sighed and gave Niall's back a comforting rub. “Ignore him Niall. He's a douche.”

Liam thought back to the first time Niall had used his power to make Louis throw up. That was the night Niall first used his power. The night we met James. It seems like forever ago.