Mystic. [Old]

Chapter 24:

What the hell happened? What was that light? Am I dead? No, I can't be dead. Damn, I can't see anything but white. There were noises all around her. Did I scream? I can't remember screaming. Maybe Tori or Jordyn did. Can Derek scream? Oh my god where am I? Tiffany tried to move her arms and legs. She seemed to be strapped down to a hospital bed. She wasn't wearing gloves or boots. A T-Shirt and long pants. Am I in a hospital? What would happen if I tried to speak? "H-Hello?" Tiffany's voice cracked. A voice returned "Hello again Lumi." She went dead silent and was staring up, terrified. "N-no.. T-his isn't possible... I- I can't b-be here. How did yo-you find me?" She continued to stutter. "I'm surprised you remember what it's like, Luminous."

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Tiffany didn't realize that she fainted and slept for an hour. She had her sight back, she wasn't completely attached to the table, more like chained, she could still move a little. Tiffany struggled. Oh shit. What if the others are in cells too. Not again. Anything but this. He was watching her. Right through the same dark window. She flapped her wings a bit. Wait. Wings? Dammit. He found a way to actually expose our inner being now. She looked back at her feathers. Just like the picture from years ago. They were crippled. Broken. Sad even. Tiffany tried to break off the chains, something in them was holding her back. Another angel trap.

The Man eventually stepped inside the room, beaming at Tiffany. "Lovely to see you again Luminous."

"Still using that childish name I see," she looked at her clothes to interrupt what he was going to say. "Did you change my clothes?"

"Yes, in fact I did. Sorry about your other ones."

"Pervert."

"Say what you like Lumi. Things have changed since you have escaped. We are more advanced."

"No shit, Sherlock." The Man leaned slowly crept up to her and sat on the bed with her. "So how have things been? You've stolen our priceless subjects from us. Let them free. Destroyed most of our equipment?" Tiffany lowered her head, giving him a dead stare. "Now don't look at me that way. It's been a while since you've seen me."

"I wish I didn't see you. Like the way you couldn't see me escape."

"I will shut that smart mouth up," he responded in a strong voice.

"Make me." she threatened back. The Man grabbed her forward and gave her a firm, hard kiss on the lips. She couldn't do anything. Not fight. Not kick. Not punch. Just struggle as much as she could to try and move away. Tiffany got an idea and bit his lip. Hard. He jolted his body back and held his bleeding lip. "You sonofa-"

"Careful. I'm only an angel," she wiped her lip with her shoulder and gritted her teeth together. "I have the capability to hurt that angel."

"And I can hurt you twice as hard. And the only kiss you will get from me, will be death...

Mitchell."