Angela was awake.
Or at least kind of.
She blinked her misty eyes until she could at least tell that the room she was in was dark.
And that her head hurt like hell
Her hands were tied to her back, like that of some sort of criminal. Her legs also were tied together, giving a porpoise look.
She attempted to see if there was any wiggle room.
No chance.
She saw also her wings on her suit were also heavily tied. She gave a small chuckle, one that rang of despair, remembering the tale of a boy who flew too close to the sun and plunged to his demise.
Maybe she was just in the falling stage.
Her beautiful body was covered in bullet holes, bruises and knife wounds. Her suit protected her from most of the damage, but her body stung when she tried to move. Her head still pounded with every heart beat, she must have gotten a concussion.
But even though every conclusion screamed
"YOUR GOING TO DIE!"
Her thoughts just kept racing to how many needed more medical attention than her. She attempted to remember what happened. She looked around her surroundings to find anything of help.
Then she looked up.
The Talon seal glared at her.
Her head felt like it's swelling as she remembered.
Retreat! They have us surrounded!"
It was a rescue mission, hostages..
It's trap! Get Bac-!"
But there were no hostages, just Talon Agents.
Doctor Ziegler get back! We can't lose you!"
Wait.. where was Genji?
Doctor I said get out!!"
Angela threw her head back, her head thumping along with we heartbeat. Tears were streaming down her face.
Not for fear for her life.
But of her lover, Genji.
She tried in vain again to remove her bondages, but to no avail.
She gave a loud sigh as she sat back against the wall closest to her, she had found she was in a Talon cell. The only thing that awaited her was questioning and the torture along with that. She prayed and hoped she wouldn't break before help arrived.
If help would arrive.
She leaned back to doze off, until..
*Creak*
The door of the cell opened, shedding more darkness into the room.
Towering before her were three men, one in a formal suit, as if he was entering a job interview.
The other two were heavily armored Talon soldiers.
One held a riot baton and the other held a long prong-like taser.
The interrogator sat politely in a chair he pulled out. Scanning through files as if he just got his award winning job.
"So" he questioned.
"Care to share some secrets with me?" He gave a genuinely disgusted smile. Angela looked up, glaring at him, then her eyes glanced at the two guards.
Electricity sparked from the taser.
"You, *snap snap* close the door, I have a meeting after this and I'm afraid we can't spend to much time here."
Angela could only watch helplessly as the door slammed shut.
