Unbroken

Chapert 10

Not another small room, not a bigger room, not even a couple bigger rooms. Instead I see a huge network of halls and more rooms. The amount of people I see is overwhelming. There are teens of all ages, starting around 13. Some young adults, and even some elderly people, but no children. It seems as though they can feel my eyes on them because they all turn and look at me. Many open there eyes in shock. Some glare, but most just look at me with a sense of judgment. I don't like it. I want to yell at them, tell the to mind there own business, but I'm badly out numbered. So, instead I stand as tall and strait as I can, narrow my eyes, and hold their stares.

"Follow me." Bella says. I obey but at the same time, I don't take my eyes off the people who bore there eyes into my skull. Over 500 pairs of eyes stare at me, they search me as though they look for my sole. Some seem frightened by me, but I don't know why. I try to hold their stares as to not show any limit to my strength. But as I walk away I have no choice but to turn my head. After I look away I no longer feel defended. Like I allow these people to search my identity. I do not like the feeling.

Finally we turn a corner and I cant be seen by those people. We keep walking and I wonder why she doesn't blindfold me. She's just letting me memorize every little detail, making it easy for me to escape later on. But soon I realize there is a point to her logic. I cant memorize it. I feel like we walk through a labyrinth of tunnels, which is exactly what we're doing. We turn right, then left, then left again, then strait, then another left, right, right again. At that point I give up.

"We're here." she says. I see that one of the many doors we passed, is locked with over five different locks. This is the door we stop in front of. Bella takes out a string of keys from her pocket. One by one she opens this mysterious door. When it finally clicks open, I am face to face with the most infamous man to ever live. Eli Drake.

He sits behind a large desk at the opposite end of the room, across from me. I look at him and realize that every thing I have herd about his appearance is true. His hair is a light shaded of brown, but his eyes are a different story. He has such dark brown eyes that the appear black, and they send a cold shiver down my spine. He has very broad shoulders, and a distance he may look young and handsome, but up close I can see the age in his eyes, and the wrinkles that stretch across his forehead give away the hours he has spent worried about something. But I wont be fooled by his appearance. I know about some of the great, but terrible things this man has done to the society.

The society may be my enemy but I wouldn't wish any of the things he has done, on anyone. In my opinion we should target the officials. But he takes a different approach, targeting the citizens of the society. I could go on and on about some of the things he has done.

"Ah yes. Finally, Katrina sparrow." he says. "Kate." I say, attempting to keep my face expressionless. "Oh my." he says in a scolding tone. "I see that my daughter has failed to explain the rules to you." he says looking to Bella. Her face turns a shade of pink as she looks to the floor. "You do not speak unless I give you permission Ms.Sparrow." he says to me. Rage surges through me and I walk strait up to his desk, narrow my eyes at him and say whats on my mind. "I do not listen to your orders Drake. I will speak whenever I please." My words come out as venom and I spit them in his face. I didn't even realize it, but my fists are now placed firmly his desk.

He doesn't blink, but instead I see a grin slide onto his lips. He stands up and I realize how large he is. He looks down at me and I back up. "Not so brave now, are we Katrina." he says with a laugh bubbling in his throat. I scowl at him. "I may not be in charge of you." he says but then under his breath I here him mumble "yet". My head snaps in his direction and I nearly growl. But before I can snap at him, he continues. "I may not be in charge of you but this is my home and you will respect me while you are here. Do you understand Ms.Sparrow?" He questions me. It infuriates me but it is true. This is his home and I am just a visitor. Even if its agents my will... I take another step back and nod my head, and he sits down. "Good." he says. "Now lets get down to business." he says, pointing to a chair for me to sit in, but I cross my arms and stand there. He sighs but I continue. "Why am I here? Your daughter said one of your troops left, and you believed they had a connection with me. I will need to know who this person is before I can help you." I say quickly. I just want to get out of here. "Well yes, that is one of the reasons you are here." He says, holding out the word one. This confuses me, but I shake it off because I am really anxious to see who this mystery person is. "Well who is it then?" I snap at him. he gives me a glare but reaches into a drawer in his desk. He takes out a small piece of paper, that I guessing is a picture.

He hands it to me upside down. Once it hits the palm of my hand I immediately flip it over. When my eyes scan the blonde hair and kind face of the boy in the photo, my heart stops. A whirl of emotions run through my head as I try to comprehend this.

It's Kyren.