Freak Show [The Big Four] On-Hold

ONE

Footsteps echoed through the cold and dark room. The room was surrounded by darkness, no signs of life. The room was made of cold metal, it was small, enough for three people to fit inside.

The metal door creaked open, revealing a ray of light. It didn't fill the room, however, it was enough to reveal the whole room's appearance.

"In you go!" A masculine voice with thick British accent said as he pushed a girl with extremely long golden blonde hair in the small chamber. She fell on the cold ground, weak, helpless, in need.

"Let me go, please," she whimpered in between her sobs of despair. She tried to push herself up, but the cuts and bruises on her arms sore that it felt too weak for her to manage.

"Pathetic," the man hissed in disgust as he stared at the broken figure that laid in front of him. He took the pile of hair that was left outside the chamber and threw it in, it was like seventy feet long, but it didn't take long till all the strands are together with the girl.

She trembled in fear as the door slowly closed, making its creaking noise louder.

The blonde slowly crawled to the door, banging her fist to it. She tried to scream, but she was too hurt and weak at the moment. How could she possibly help those who are in need of her healing power? Right, healing power. The blonde snapped and wrapped herself with the locks of her hair. Every bruise and cuts were now covered with her vibrant blonde hair.

Once she finished wrapping every bruise of hers with her hair, she sighed and chanted.

Flower gleam and glow,

The blonde hair started to glow an exuberant yellow starting from the scalps.

Let your power shine,
Make the clock reverse.
Bring back what once was mine,

As her song continues, more of her strands glowed, and the glow gets longer and longer.

Heal what has been hurt,
Change the fate's design,
Save what has been lost.

Her voice calmed the cold atmosphere. A sudden rise of temperature started. It felt warm and cozy, for a short period, her fear faded.

Bring back what once was mine,
What once was mine...

The glow from her hair withered slowly as the song ended. She unwrapped herself from her hair and saw every bruise of hers are now healed, as if nothing even happened.

Her clothes still looked like a mess though. It was torn apart by the whippings that the guards gave her. There were stains of blood and dirt everywhere. Her cute purple dress now looked like shredded cloth.

Seeing the bruises heal, made her feel a bit comfortable. She stood up from her place, now that she is healed, she felt stronger and as if nothing happened.

Her fists punched the metal door, it made loud annoying noises that made the guards guarding the chambers irritated.

"Silence yourself!" The guard commanded, banging his own fists on the metal door.

"Get me out of here!" She yelled while banging her fists on the metal. "I said get me out!"

"Lass, will ye quit it?!" A feminine Scottish accent responded angrily. "Am tryin' to sleep," she added with a yawn.

"Can't blame her though, it wreaks in here," another voice said. It sounded like a guy's voice, but it was not really masculine.

"Shut it, you wee turd!" The Scottish accented girl growled.

"Alright, alright."