Chapter 26

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[Valerie's POV]

Nothing shall stop my operation.

[Mitch's POV]

I will do whatever it takes to get Ty out.

[Valerie's POV]

Ty's going to get out

[Mitch's POV]

Tonight. And my face gonna be

[Valerie's POV]

The first thing that he sees.

[Adam's POV]

I sit in the corner as the voices swirl around my head.

How can you refer to us as just voices?

We have names, you know.

Ender.

Wither.

Skellar. You need to treat us

With more respect than this.

All the words crash around inside my head. They seem to finish each other's sentences as if they'd known each other their whole life. I shake my head. I then burry my shaken head in my knees.

You should go save Ty.

Yes. You'll be the first face he sees.

Go Adam.

Save Ty, Adam.

He needs you, Adam.

No... Martin's saving him...

Martin could be lying.

You need to save Ty. Come on, Adam.

Well... if he needs me that much...

[Ty's POV]

I sit by the door with Max at my side.

"Ty? Are you... saving... me? Are... we escaping?" Max asks, sounding distant.

"I hope so." I reply. I had almost given up hope, it's been so long.

[Valerie's POV]

I open the gates for all the hooded figures and see that one of them goes to another room, away from the crowd. I try to look over there but there are no security cameras in that hallway. Wait, that's the hallway for the control room...

The door busts open and the figure holds a gun to my forehead. I freeze.

"Work the controls for me." a man says. I just stare. "Well? Get those figures out of here." I take out a remote and press a button. The hooded and cloaked figures turn around and shuffle out of the asylum. The man nods. "Good. Now open cell #328B." That's Ty's cell.

[Mitch's POV]

"Now open cell #328B." I said, holding a gun to the guard lady's forehead. She nodded and turned towards the keyboard and typed something in. I waited while hearing the click clack of her fingers on the keyboard. A siren went off and I prepared for fire.

"Wait! Wait!" She turned around and held up her hands in surrender. "It's not me! I'm trying to help!" I narrow my eyes, doubting that she could even see them, and she pressed a button on the keyboard. The sirens stop. I relax my arm a bit and she breathes out heavily. "The cell is ready for opening."

"Escort me to cell #328B." I say. She stands up and I press the gun to her back. She begins to walk and I follow her at a safe distance. She turns around and roundhouse kicks me and I fall to the floor. She runs to the cell and I pick up my gun and fire. It hits her in the right leg and she fell to the floor. I begin losing consciousness and see the guard lady still on the floor. At least she has the common sense not to try to get up. The world fades into black.

[Valerie's POV]

I scream in pain as the hooded man about 17 feet behind me passes out. I tear off a strip from the coat and wrap it around my leg to prevent it from bleeding much more. The pain is almost unbearable, but I have to save Ty. I stand up on my left leg and clutch the wall as I limp towards the man on the floor. He's out cold. I take his gun and remove the hood from the cloak and see that he's the prophet. The prophet. Oh, God, what have I done?

~Flashback~

As just a young apprentice of Martin, he talked about the prophet all the time.

"Now, Samamtha."

"Yes, Martin?"

"You're old enough now. I must change your name."

"Yes, Martin. What would you change it to?"

"Your name will be Valerie."

"I like that name, sir."

"It suits you."

"Can you tell me the story of the prophet again, Martin?"

"Alright, Valerie. Sometime in the future, a prophet will come. His or her name will start with 'M' and he is destined for many things. If he is not informed of his prophethood, he may harm the people he loved. Possible names for the prophet are Mitch or Melanie, but that is all we are able to discover now."

"Can you show me a picture of him, or what we believe he will look like?"

"Alright, my dear." A picture of a man looking awfully like the fainted man in front of me came up on the screen.

~End of Flashback~

((Yeah. Collided operations. Mitch is a prophet. Yeah.

Mitch: Wait, am I the cause of mah biggum's memory loss?

Me: classified information.

Adam: I hate you.))

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