Rescued: A Nyssara Story

Chapter 17

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SARA: I awaken and I immediately start to feel the anxiety rushing through my body again. I hope I can pull this thing off. I mean, If I tricked Ivo into thinking I was on his side, then I suppose I can do the same here. I just wish I knew more about the rituals. I should've asked Nyssa more about them.

I look at the time and it's about 45 minutes until all members are woken up for breakfast. I wonder if I could sneak to Nyssa's room...

I don't know how far I'd get without someone seeing but I just really need to see her. I need to know what to do during the rituals since I won't be hypnotized or whatever like the others.

I check my cleavage for the vial to make sure it's still there. I pull it out and stare at it.

Should I try to sneak to her room? I don't even want to imagine the consequences if I were caught. Ra's wanted me dead just for existing in this place, so if I were to be caught sneaking around or faking the rituals, I reckon I'd definitely get executed. 

I get up from my bed and walk to my door. Just as I was about to open it, I see shadows moving under the door from outside. I quietly run back to my bed and pretend to be asleep.

Did I misread the time? I thought they weren't supposed to be waking us for another 45 minutes.

"Sara," I hear Nyssa's whisper from the door that she apparently opened and closed already.

I sit up and look towards her. "Oh thank god you're here. I was almost about to try to sneak to your room. I need to know more about the rituals, Nyssa."

She walks towards my bed. "Sara, I am glad you did not attempt to sneak to my room, for you wouldn't have made it very far unnoticed."

"What? You don't think I could do it?" I ask slightly offended.

"Sara, I know you couldn't do it. I'm not for certain that even I could with only the routes you know."

"Well what other routes are there then?"

"Well, I came here through my secret passage-ways."

"Secret Passa-?" I stop for a second. "You have secret passages?"

"Indeed. They are ones that I created in my youth when the League went out on big missions without me. My father didn't let me come with him on a mission until I was 13 years old so you can imagine the work I accomplished while they were away."

"That's...really..." I stop to try to think of a word I'm thinking of.

"Fortunate?" She tries to finish my sentence.

"Rebellious..."

She smirks. "Well, not compared to what I did to cover them up from my father. I'd steal and cause other mischief and then purposely get caught by him to drive his attention away from my true 'extra-curricular' activities."

"Wow. You're a genius," I say smiling. "Will you show them to me then?"

"Perhaps later tonight. We do have more jarring issues at hand today."

I sigh.

"Please do not fret, my love. I assure you that fooling them won't be impossible. They are so used to success that they wouldn't even suspect. All they do in the rituals is feed you potions and do a sort of hypnotism. My father will attempt to wipe your mind from who you are and try to completely disassociate you from your past life. He will plant your new name into your mind and try to flush out any response to your old name. He will try to drown out your family, your friends, your home and everything that makes you Sara Lance. All you have to do is to look hazed over and blankly agree with what ever he says."