Algophobia [ZIALL]

XV

==Fifteen==

[Harry’s POV]

            “So did you send them away?” I whispered to Ed. He had come to France, just as we planned. We stood in some building – I had no fucking clue – though, it was very official and all I know is that they sure as hell knew whom Dr. Louis Tomlinson was. They knew all about him and all about the papers I showed them. They had a person translate what it said to me and that fucker was planning on going to war. Why he never told me about his idea was beyond me. He fully knew I was strong and he knew damn well that if he had just told me, I could’ve led him to victory.

“Yep. Fed them this bullshit story. Believed every word.” Ed grinned, leaning against the wall, “Told them I was secretly against you. They’re off to America right now.” Ed’s grin developed into a smirk, but his eyes misread the look on my face.

            “And why are they going to America, Ed?” I snapped, causing Ed to jerk away from the wall – startled. He opened his mouth to defend himself, but just as he was about to start talking, a group of five older men came rushing through the two main doors. Following them was a younger woman, yet older than Ed and I, who had a clipboard gripped tightly in her hands.  The group of men came in and surrounded me and Ed, mumbling to themselves, though, no matter what we wouldn’t of understood them as they were speaking French. We stood and let them look us over, occasionally letting them poke us or come in closer for a better look. We knew that they knew we were hybrids, so this was what we expected from them. Occasionally, one or two of them would go back over to the lady with the clipboard, tell her something, and then she’d write on her paper.

            “We’re going to need both of your help.” The lady spoke, lifting her eyes away from the clipboard and over to Ed and me, “Will you help us?” She walked over, letting the men disperse away and back to the doors.

            “Well that depends.” I grunted, not moving as she came up in front of me. She took her pen and tapped it against the bottom of my chin, making me look up slightly. She watched my reaction and then tapped my Adam’s Apple; however, not waiting for my reaction this time, as she went over to Ed and did the exact same, “What do you want us to do?” I said as she started walking away.

            “You know,” She started off soft, “This war Dr. Tomlinson dreamed about didn’t call for machinery, nor did it call for much technology. Louis simply intended for this war to be fought with physical strength and much force. What you have to do is go find the rest of the hybrids that survived the destruction of the laboratory and bring them back here for intensive training.”

            “Why don’t we need training?” This time, it was Ed who spoke, and he had a point. Why did we have to do this? Why didn’t we need training? There was a brisk laugh that came from the woman as she turned back around to face us.

            “I’m sure you know why,” She said with a slight sigh, “The two of you are already very strong. We’re not sure if there’s anything we can teach you. However, when you return with the last hybrid, you will enter the training grounds, just in case.” I guess it made sense. Ed and myself were always crazy strong – Ed more mentally than physically, but still strong. “And if you’d follow me, there’s something we have to show you.”