Chapter 7

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Joseph pov
   I slowly wake up to screaming. I open my eyes but quickly close them due to the lighting change. I open my eyes again, adjusting to the light. Again I reigester screaming, I turn my head to the side. All my friends are lined up beside me, one man infront of each of them. Torturing them. Well, electrocuting or using them as punching bags. I grimice at the sight. I bring my focus to the rusty chains around my wrist, how my feet are touching the floor, and how the chains connect to the ceiling.
    A voice brings me out of my thoughts. "You're finally awake, good." The man grabbed a stick, similar to the ones being used on my friends and turned it on. "Now I get to have my fun."
    "Go to hell," I spat. Then he started.
Alex pov        
      We were all able to catch our breaths when the men left for a break. Like they needed one! Everyone was panting heavily and hissing in pain, most likley due to the broken bones we probably had. Third person pov    Alex thought for a minute of what to say when Selma interupted her thoughts. "Are all of you okay?"   "We were just tortured! What the hell do you think?" Kristen shouted, obviously in pain.
        Selma ignored her. "We need to get out of here." She looked up at the chains thoughtfully. "What if we use our powers?"    "That would be a good idea if we knew how to use our powers, but we don't," Andruw pointed out, still struggling to breath properly.
One of the men walk back inside of the room. "Well, well, well. What are we planning here?"
"What do you even want with us?!" Joseph croaked.
"Mhm. Good question. Well Alex's mother here paid us to capture you. We're just torturing you for the fun of it." The man laughed.
       "My mother is dead!" Alex shouted.
       "Not that one sweetheart," the man countered. "That women was not your real mother. You see your real mother despises you. Your the reason why she was locked in that prison. Now I will hurt you for defying my queen." He grabbed a knife off the table.
         "No don't! Please," Alex pleaded. The man did not listen. He was determined to make her suffer. He began.
        The others had to look away but they could not stop hearing their friend's screams.
        "AHHHH! STOP PLEASE, AHHHH," Alex shrieked. No one, not even Alex, noticed her hands start to freeze.
        Eventually the man did. He stopped. "What the hell are you?" Alex did not answer for she was still trying to catch her breath. Her wounds began to heal. "I will not allow a demon here on earth!" He aimed at her heart and stabbed and twisted the knife. Alex's screams only got louder and then the stopped. The others turned to look at their friend only to find the man impaled by a large icicle coming from the floor and Alex sitting on the floor, panting, the chains frozen.
         "Alex, you need to get us out of here," Dmitry urged.
         She got up slowly and began to walk towards Phoebe who was the closest to her, staggering slightly. Her hands were still frozen as she touched the chains, freezing them as well.
        After she froze everyone's chains she said, "Just pull, they'll break."
       They did. In Alex's eyes the world was spinning. The last thing she heard were her friends screaming her name.
       
       
        
      

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