The Seer

Chapter 2

[So... um... I found out I suck at following a schedule.... Sorry  -u-"  But HAPPY NEW YEARS have another chapter and hope you dudes enjoy :D]

Damian finished his half of the bread and was now laughing nonstop at Scott, who was doing impressions of other people in The Pack. Scott then began doing an impression of Tyler. Damian giggled at first, but then instantly went silent as he saw Tyler and Louis come over.

"I'm such a maaaaaaan. Louis, Call... Me... Daddy..." Scott imitated as he flattened one side of his head so it would look somewhat like Tyler's half shaved head. Louis blushed darkly, looking pissed off, and Tyler mimicked the expression.

"U-Umm... S-S-Scoooott..." Damian whispered in a quiet tone, now fearing for his friends safety.

"What's wrong Dame? You're acting like they can hear u-... They're behind me aren't they?" he asked in a shaky voice. Scott slowly turned his head to see Tyler and Louis towering over him. "H-Heeeey..." he gulped.

"Run," was the only thing that Tyler said. With that one word Scott sprinted away as fast as he could and hid behind some other Pack members, who looked at him with a confused expression. Louis sighed and turned to Damian.

"Anyways," Louis hummed and cleared his throat. "Damian, we need to talk-" he began, but was quickly cut off by the blaring noise of sirens. Everyone looked at each other with a panicked expression.

"W-What's going on?" Damian asked, his voice nearly being drowned out by the loud noise. Scott rushed back over from his hiding spot and helped the younger boy up.

"E V E R Y O N E  G E T  B A C K  I N  Y O U R  C E L L S.  I  R E P E A T,  E V E R Y O N E  G E T  B A C K     I N  Y O U R  C E L L S," a voice over the speakers projected. Large guards rushed in and shoved people out of the dining area and into their cells.

"T-Tyler... Louis?" Damian's small voice squeaked out as he stayed close to Scott. The two younger boys were being shoved away from the others.

"Come on Dame," Scott whispered to him as he held his hand tightly. The two boys were shoved in the cell they shared with few others and watched as the guards locked the cell door shut. They then turned and stood in front of it. Damian looked around and noticed each cell had two large guards in front of them.

"Scott. What's happening?" Damian whimpered to the older redhead. Scott then slowly looked over at the freckled boy.

"I... I don't know Damian," he answered quietly, looking confused. Damian looked at the other boys in the cell. They were talking quietly to each other, looking as terrified as the freckled boy was. Then a scream echoed down the hallway. Everyone crowded to the front of the cell to see what was going on.

A large guard was carrying a girl over it's shoulder. The girl was struggling in it's grip, screaming and crying, begging for it to let her go. But the guard didn't react, since it wasn't alive. Damian remembered that from a conversation he had with the Good Doctor, the man running everything in this underground place.

"But why don't they do anything? They don't even talk," the much younger version of Damian asked Good Doctor.

"Well. That's because they aren't real people," he answered and he took out a syringe and filled it with an odd liquid.

"Whaaaaat?" the young boy answered in awe as the scientist came over chuckling.

"It's true. Let me see your arm," he hummed. Damian obeyed and stuck his arm out. "You see, the guards are robots I built a long time ago," he continued as he stuck the needle in the pale boy's skin and inserted the liquid into his bloodstream. Damian flinched. "There. That should help you with your dizziness," He said, then mumbled something too quiet for Damian to hear.

"What did you say?" the little boy asked.

"Oh nothing. Don't worry about it Damian. Anyways off you go," he hummed as he nudged him towards one of the guards. "Have a nice day," he smiled as he waved the boy goodbye.

But that was a long time ago. The Good Doctor doesn't shown his face around as much anymore. Damian was brought back to present time by a loud voice.

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!"

Damian and the others looked over to see a lady with a bionic arm following the guard. He heard a few muffled whispers from everyone in the area.

"Oh wow. It's Mrs. Emillia,"

"I didn't think she'd be here,"

"Is that actually Mrs. Emillia,"

Damian understood why everyone was so surprised. She was always with Good Doctor and rarely left his side, unless he made her, or something important happened. "What do you think happened?" he whispered quietly to Scott.

"No clue," he answered and watched the guard and two girls leave. After a few heartbeats all the guards unlocked the cell doors and left. Everyone slowly came out and broke up into little groups. Damian saw Tyler and Louis run over to him and Scott.

"Are you both alright?" Louis asked worriedly as he checked both of them for any scratches.

"H-Hey!" Scott complained with an embarrassed blush as Louis checked him.

"Don't worry Louis, we're fine," Damian said as Louis checked him. The silver haired boy then closed his eyes and smiled as he stood back up.

"Thank goodness," he sighed.

"What happened? What's goin on? Why'd they grab her?" Scott then asked with a bewildered tone.

"Apparently the girl tried to escape by slipping past the guards to an elevator that went up to the surface. But the guards caught her before she could go in,," Tyler explained in a hushed tone.

"But what's going to happen to the girl?" Damian asked as he looked up at the others with his doe-like eyes.

Louis shook his head. "I don't know Damian," he murmured.

"Do you think they'll kill her?" Scott asked quietly. Damian flinched and looked away.

'She'll die...?' he thought. He then slowly glanced over at the locked doors that they went through. Though he didn't want to know, curiosity was gnawing at him from the inside. What was going to happen to that girl? As the other three continued to talk Damian quietly snuck away. He came across an air vent that was big enough for him to fit.

'Should I be doing this?' he thought to himself. Scott has always been the more rebellious of the two. But sometimes curiosity just over takes him to the point to where he does incredibly risky things, and this was one of those moments. He looked around, making sure no one was looking and carefully unscrewed the vent and placed it on the ground. He then crawled in and put the vent cover back. He looked down the dark tunnel. There was no going back now.