mutated

chapter twenty five: i told you the hand grenades were a good idea!

My eyes blinked slowly, looking up only to see the dirty grey wall of what seemed like a basement. Cracking my neck, I tried to get up to my feet, but realized that hands were chained to a metal pole on the ground. "What the fück?"

Narrowing my eyes, I tried to tear open the manacles with my telekinesis, but sadly my powers didn't work like that. Concentrating again, I only managed to pull the manacles upwards so that they weren't tight on the ground, and I got up to my feet with shaky legs. "Is anyone here?"

I walked around, looking around the room, until I realized that there was another person in the room with me, unconscious and chained the floor. I looked at the person, moving him with my telekinesis, before he was finally rolled onto his back. "Alpha? What the fück is going on?"

I poked him with my heels, before giving up, and stomping onto his chest with the back of my shoes. He wheezed and immediately got up, before looking at me with bleary eyes. "Jade?"

"Yeah, it's me. Do you have any idea what we are doing in this..." I looked around, finding an appropriate word for our surroundings and situation, "cell?"

"I don't know. I just remember blacking out at the party." I looked at him closely and realized he was still wearing the same suit, and I was wearing the same dress. "And then I woke up with a heel in my chest."

"Sorry." I said, although I actually wasn't that sorry. "But you weren't waking up. Can you get out of your chains?" He moved around in his chains, before suddenly blushing, and it was only then I realized that I was standing basically above him. In a dress. While he was lying down.

I immediately walked back a few steps, smoothing and pulling down my dress, before wrinkling my nose. "You better not have looked up my dress."

"I didn't." He replied, stuttering a bit.

"Good. Now can you get out of that, or not?" He nodded, and his figure became undefined and he decreased his body's density, and the manacles clattered to the ground. "Can you help me out of mine?" I held out my bound wrists to him, and he hurried over.

"I'm not sure, I've never really tried changing the density of another living person before." He said, scratching his head.

"Well then try godammit!" I sighed, "if you didn't realize, we just got fücking roofied, and are now locked in this fücking cell, and if you don't mind, I want to get out of here."

He was probably frustrated at my impatience, but I wasn't one to beat around the bush. He grabbed on to my hands from being, making me jump a little since I didn't realize he was behind me, and then looked at me from behind. "This might feel a bit weird."

His hands began to warm up, and a sudden feeling of weightlessness filled my body, before I stumbled out of my manacles and fell towards the ground. My first instinct was to twist my body so that I could roll and absorb the impact, but since Alpha was still holding onto my hand, we ended up on a pile on the floor, him on top of me.

Again?

Seriously?

That just looks like some lazy writing from whatever celestial being was controlling our lives out there.

I immediately rolled out from under him, before properly assessing our surroundings. One light, on the ceiling in the middle of the room. Two beds. Four trays of food. A toilet in the corner of the room. And a door. 

I rushed towards it, pushing it with my shoulder, but it didn't budge. Alpha tried as well, attempting to phase through the door, but the moment he touched the door, he returned to his normal density. After a series of pushing and kicking, we soon realized that the door probably wasn't going to budge, and a note fluttered from the top of it.