Chapter Six

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Zahara's POV

My eyes slowly fluttered open, greeting a white ceiling. I tilted my head to the left, only to be greeted by another white surface. This one had a long window; on the other of the glass I barely make out a few faces. I glanced down at my arm which oddly felt very numb. Many needles were stuck under and on my skin near all my vains. Normally I would be sitting up tugging at them but I felt....so drained all I could do was just move my head side to side. 

The door at the end of the room opened up as a man in all black stepped in. "Good morning, I was wondering when you would wake up." He said as he made his way further into the room.

Oddly I could understand him, like information was planted in my brain. What have they done to me? I shook my head vigorously trying to fully wake myself up, but I felt so weak...my eyelids could barely stay open.

"Now I know you can understand me. We've spent months feeding English lessons to your subconcious mind while you were in a medically induced coma. So please, speak to me." He continued. 

I looked at him and shook my head, not wanting anything to do with him at the moment. "I......I'm..tired," I spoke up, testing the words. It was strange, almost unnatural; the fact that I could communicate with them all of a sudden scared me. They taught me "English" while I slept? How long was I out? 

"Ahh so it did work, good. Now I understand that you are tired but we have a lot of things to discuss with you."

"What...thing?" I replied, each word taking me a while to pronounce.

"Things, it's plural. And i'm glad you aren't too tired to miss out on what I have to say. To start off I am Steven Miles, Secretary of state. Me and the elites of the world have come together to complete and revise our New World Order plan. We were having a hard time completing it...until you came along." he said with a smile

"Order?" I questioned, feeling wide awake now.

"Yes, meaning us elites want to rule the world," He said laughing. I stared at him with a blank face, unamused; all I wanted to know is what i had to do with this "new order." 

"No?" He said as he gradually stopped laughing. "Uh well a lot of people across the globe are not to...fond of this idea and...this is where you come in. The first time we captured you, we tested your blood and found some... unusual properties in it. So one of our scientists had the idea to insert a small amount of your blood into a mouse and see how it changed the animal's behavior-"

"Why?" I questioned, cutting him off.

"Well because we......." He let out a sigh and fixed his tie, "It was because we were considering releasing you to the public since you look like us, but we had to test that you wouldn't cause a disturbance in everyday human activities, but then we found out you had freaking superpowers and turns out your blood turns regular beings into......super-beings like you." He continued.

"So?"

"So, we have revised our plan based off of you. Because of the revolt against the plan...we decided to turn this physical. Meet Zoey," He said, gesturing at the girl that stood at the edge of my bed. When did she come in? She looks....exactly like me. I glanced at him then back at her; immediately a strong connection formed between me and her. Like she was another me....she is another me. Although, the connection was slightly different, it was like...she fed off of my energy. I could feel her turn stone cold, just as I felt at the moment. She was....free to do what she wanted but....her energy derived from me. I was her power source.

"Zoey is the first clone we made with your blood, she comes complete with the powers and everything! Well...not all of them, she technically only has telepathy but that is enough to force the public to obey the rules. And if they don't ......we have guns. Pray it doesn't come to that." He said as he stood up.  "come on Zoey, it's time to wake your brothers and sisters." 

She nodded and follwed after him, stealing one last glance at me before exiting. What did he mean by brothers and sisters? They made more? I shook my head again, this time I sat up. Using the what little strength I had, I pulled the needles out my arm and stood up. I had to get out of here, dead or alive.




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