Kenzi’s POV
We’re coming to save you
When I heard that I was less scared, but still panic stricken.
“Alright I must go now. We have other thing planned. See you later.-“
After she finishes that sentence I know I’m in for a hell of a ride. I see guards enter the room.one of the guards puts a cloth to my mouth. Chloroform...Dammit! I start to fall asleep as my limp body is being dragged to its determined destination.
When I awaken I’m in a room with a glass panel on one side a small mattress on the other and a tattered blanket. I’m surprised I have a television in there. But all I can do is watch what adventures the Doctor is doing without me. I think Madame Kovarian is trying to torture me.
Every day I’m taken into a room and used for targeting practice for the new recruits, leaving my once white outfit littered with blood stains and tears. Luckily I’ve been getting better and even the experts have a tough time touching me. Once that’s done I’m forced back to my prison cell.
Every 2 days I’m fed. I’m fed with the left over rations from the workers here.so I get the moldy bread and stale crackers. Despite those conditions that I had to live in I still never gave up hope.
I had kept some of my comfort items with me without anyone noticing. I had a coloring book with some markers and crayons and a journal and a pen. I also had my stuffed teddy bear that my mom gave to me when I was an infant.
Every now and then they would take me out of my cage and experiment on me. Trying to get information about the doctor from me. Every day I would be poked and prodded with needles containing who knows what.
I was writing when I heard someone coming down the halls .I quickly shoved my book under the blanket and tried to look natural.
“Target time” he the escorted me to the target practice area.
I was getting ready to run waiting for the usual signal when I suddenly heard the general start to lecture his top crew … something about Demons pun?
“So practice like today was your last day, Fight like you have never fought before, and show them what you’re made of!”
I the heard the alarm go off and I was running for my life when within the first 3 second someone hit me in the gut with a multifactor model 187A.
With that hit I was writhing on the floor in pain. And at that time everyone proceeded to fire at will, hitting me with every weapon you could ever imagine.
I could slowly feel myself slipping out of consciousness when I heard the bell that signaled. I then felt some guards putting me onto a stretcher, and with that I was out cold.
??? POV
They had just Taken Melody from me when suddenly the doors opened again and for a second I thought it was a miracle. But I was wrong.
“Kovarian said you might want some company. Perhaps a companion?” one of the guards said with a sly smirk on his face. And with that they dropped the stretcher on the ground with a limp lifeless body in a crumpled heap.
I was curious. Who is this person?
I then heard a hushed whisper “Help… P.pleas help me.” I thought it came from the body, so I went over to check. I rolled over the Body. And to my horror I saw someone I would never have expected to see.
Kenzi.
Her eyes Black voids without emotion. Her outfit dripping fresh blood.
Fresh and old cuts and bruises adorned her small lifeless body.
“Somebody please h.help mmme…” she said in a crying stutter.
When I tried to touch her she shied away from my touch.
“W…who are you? What do you want? Please don’t hurt me!” she begged
“Kenzi, it’s me Amy.” I said looking at the shabby body that I once knew as Kenzi.
“Amy… Help me please…-“and with that her body went limp.
