Sinking

~Chapter 6~

I heave a big sigh. I hate him. I hate Tony.

His name is Tony. Tony Drake Holmes. Tony and I were close. So close that he called me princess and would sing me to sleep when I couldn't. And when I would have nightmares, he would be the person I would instantly go to. Tony isn't my biological father, no he's my adopted father. I never understood why he took me as his new daughter, but he did. He took me in. He made me feel loved. He made me feel like I wasn't dumped by my parents once I was born. I truly loved him, he truly loved me. Everything was perfect until my 13th birthday.

One month before my 13th birthday, Tony got a letter from one of the richest companies in the world asking for Tony to work there as a scientist. I'm not quiet sure what that job was, but to him it was heaven. I was so happy for him that he was happy about something big. When he didn't accept it right away I knew something was holding him back. I could tell that I was one of the reasons that he didn't accept the job instantly. I kept urging him to accept it and that I would be just fine as long as he was happy. He finally took my advise and accepted the job of his dreams.

Bad advise.

That whole first month I barely saw him. But whenever we did talk or hangout together we had the best of times. By the time my 13th birthday came, Tony took me to where he worked for my birthday. I was excited yet nervous because I still wasn't completely sure what he did for a living. But that day whenever I would talk to Tony he would seem a little off, but what scared me the most was the fact that he seemed scared and annoyed. I brushed it off thinking that he was just scared of what I might think of his job.

He pulled me along many different corridors saying that he had a surprise for me.

--flashback--

"Dad, where are we going?" I asked my daddy. He smiled down at me. But I was smart enough to know that it was a little forced and not completely real.

"Don't worry princess. We're almost there." He replies as we turn down yet another empty corridor.

Every corridor we went down I noticed that absolutely no one was here. No workers. No facility. Nothing. It started to make confused yet nervous.

At the very end of the corridor we stop in front of a iron door. And let me tell you. It did not look inviting. Like, at all.

"Papa. That looks scary." I say just above a whisper. I look up to my dad hoping to see a reassuring smile, but came up with none. "Papa-" I get cut off by Tony shoving into the dark room behind the scary iron doors.

I hear the iron doors slam and lock shut. I start to freak out. I try to find the doors again but can't because of the room being pitch black.

"Papa!" I start to scream over and over again. Is he leaving me? Does he not love me anymore? Did I do something wrong?

I start to breakdown crying. I fall to the ground and start crying myself to sleep.

--flashback end--

I start to look around noticing that this is the same room he shoved me into that day. I start to growl as more memories start to invade my brain.

He grins, probably knowing that I noticed where I am. And it isn't one of those happy grins when you see someone you love. Oh no. This is a grin that sends shivers down your spine knowing very well that he does not love you. Or anyone for that matter.

He walks closer. Oh hell no. I start struggling against the restraints trying to free myself. No such luck.

"There's no point in struggle princess-"

"Don't call me that." I snap. "You lost your privilege to call me that when you fucking experimented on your own daughter. I'm pretty sure normal people don't do that to their own kids." I say trying to not break under his stare. Where did this confidence come from? I used to be, and still am, scared of him. Terrified even.

"Well, the last time I checked," he says advancing towards me. "It's disrespectful to snap or talk back to an adult. Especially a parent."

I watch him carefully as he continues to advance. "And the last time I checked you disowned me just so you could get away with the experiments. So that means you're not," he takes one last step. "My father." I spit in his face just as I finish.

He growls wiping off my spit from his face. I feel my face pale over. Why did I do that... He's going to kill me...

My heads flys to the side when he back hands me. I groan in pain. That's going to leave a nasty bruise.

"You should start thinking before you speak, babe. I might just have to discipline you like the last time you made me very, very, mad." My whole body freezes over. I feel my tears start to rise up. I let my head hang.

I let out a small whimper. "Please father, don't do it. I'm so so so sorry! I'll do anything you want! Just please," I say the last part barely above a whisper. "Don't do it."

I feel his stare burning into my head. I continue to stare down at my feet. His rough hand grabs my chin and forces it up to his face. "Anything?" He asks quirking an eyebrow.

Why did you say anything!? I don't know! I was scared! What did you want me to do brain!? Oh I don't know, not say anything!

I groan. Why am I having a conversation with my brain right now? Tony drops my head, snapping me out of my trance/argument with my brain.

I watch him as he punches something into a dashboard beside me. The creepy thing is is that he's still smiling. He swipes something on the screen then flips a switch.

"What are you doing?" I croak out. I flinch at how vulnerable I sound. He tilts his head so he could see me. He just smiles wider and winks. Well that didn't help.

He reaches back to the dashboard and presses a blue and red button. Wait what is that?

Just as I'm about to speak my thoughts both of my arms slowly start to burn, then my whole abdomen. What did he just do!?

My eyes squeeze shut as I scream in pain. The heat slowly starts to reach my legs next making me scream louder. What has he done!?

I force my eyes open and look down at my body to see five different tubes going into my body. I squeeze my eyes shut again.

I know what he's doing.

I scream in pain again when the heat rises to my head.

He's experimenting again.

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Adian's POV

It's been an hour since the strange encounter with the men in black. It's been an hour since Ashton was taken by the men in black. It's been an hour since the twins disappeared. Which was weird if you ask me.

I turn my head to watch Dr. Wilson yell into his phone for the hundredth time. I let my head fall and shake my head. He's been trying to convince the police that someone broke into our building and stole Ashton. But they asked for the rock hard evidence that we didn't have. We tried to security footage, but as we suspected for criminals, the footage was missing. Somehow, someone got into the security office and cut off the cameras where we were testing Ashton.

Speaking of Ashton, we called her family, more like "adopted" family, and told them what happened to Ashton. They answered after the 3rd ring, and when we told them, or more like the father, what happened he said that she was safe and sound.

I didn't know why but the way he said that made it feel very unsettling in my stomach.

Ashton seemed like a very nice girl... I hope she's okay.