Blessings of Anathema

Chapter VII: Proph I

The screams of reality were busting at my eardrums. One after another, they were invading me. I was.... a fan to its concert.
"Mr. Proph you can't stay silent forever. Perhaps you'll enjoy another 3 days without food?"
I remained silent. He's a shovel mining through me, but caves are fine until they rumble.
"I suppose..." he said. "You wouldn't mind too much with your mother and all..."
Here it comes. He's playing dirty. I knew this was soon to come.
"You sure enjoyed going hungry there. Tell me why did you wait 9 years before running away? She was never home. You had plenty of time to run away. Why wait that long?"
The cruelty of this game is the corruption of reality. Forming new thoughts and views into my mind. I can't let him get to me.
"Is it perhaps because you loved her?" He leaned back in his chair and waited for me to respond. After a few seconds he spoke again. "You know she didn't love you back. You were nothing but deadweight ties to her floaties. She hated your existence . And how about your father? That divorce was rough. You know.... when your mother curses his name... do you ever think it's because he gave her you?"
Suppress myself. Withstand any blade his tongue emites. A voice is the water to his clay. If I don't respond, he can't mold me.
"After 3 years, you still wish to play the silent game with us, huh? Fine." He Banged on the door and it opened and in came a few guards with chains. "Let's see how long you can remain silent." He said before the team strapped me to a stretcher.
"Oh and since we are already this far, it would be a shame if you were to speak now and ruin my fun." He said before shoving a rubber ball into my mouth so I couldn't speak.
They started pushing the stretcher down the hallway and I began to recite the Alphabet in my head
A.....C....B....D....F...E....G....I...H
I say the alphabet in an out of order pattern, it keeps my mind turning and allows me to use letters with thinking, rather than the alphabet which I could say subconsciously. I don't talk here... spoken very little since I've arrived, so I say the alphabet in this pattern in my head often. This allows me to refrain myself from forgetting the English language.
We reached the operation room and my stretcher was parked outside. "Great." The man said. "It's currently occupied. We'll just have to wait."
I'm actually...
Quite scared of what's going to happen to me.
I began to hear screaming coming from inside the operation room. It sounds like a child.
The screaming was becoming an echo of irritation. I wish I could close my ears, but I can't move my arms at all.
The screaming intensified to the point of eruption. For a split second I thought I had gone deaf
But the eruption...
Wasn't me...
The wall busted open, knocking my stretcher over and leaving me face first on the floor. Water quickly concealed my body.
I struggled to break free but nothing was working.
I have to use my Yurie.
My Yurie is a Storm mark. It's power is the strongest of the marks, however it's stamina and drawback is also the worst of the marks.
To avoid these, I was taught to only use the elements I'm in a gale with. I can use any element however they're only strong when present in fierce nature.
I closed my eyes to focus. I began to twist the water until there was a tiny spiral present and then I guided it to the strap on my left hand.
I managed to break the lock and swung my freed left hand over to my right hands lock and release it. I then released all other locks and swam.
I swam quite a distance away and only emerged when I was close to drowning.
I found a small opening and slipped inside to catch my breath.
Smoke is slowly filling the air around me. Sounds of destruction and fighting quickly began to take over the facility.
I rested for a few minutes to catch my breath, plotting a way to escape.
Smoke really intensified, and the sound of battle began to fill my own thoughts, making it hard to strategize.
This is awful. Test Delta, I wonder how the others ended.
Wait...
Test Delta.
This rebel is pointless. They'll just run a Test Echo after us. This will continue unless it's stopped.
Ugh. This is such a pain however I have to find the lab in here and destroy everything.
I took a deep sigh.
I don't care about any of this. I just want it to be over.
Sounds of splashing and heavy breathing approached me.
It was a kid carrying another kid. He seems like he's at his peak.
Once again I find myself in a situation that I don't want to be a part of. Why is my conscious taking control right now.
I opened my mouth to call out to the kid but closed it. Is my first words toward another person in 3 years really about to be used on pitty?
I took another sigh and spoke. "Hey, You." I said.
The kid carrying the other popped his head up. He began to look around. He seemed confused. Can he not seem me?
"You seem lost. Do you want to escape?" I said to him.
He continued to look around and remained puzzled.
He looked up toward the ceiling and called out "Yes I do."
Wow. He really can't see through this mess.... but why can I?
"Oh.." I said to him. "You can't see. This is too much for you? It's a storm in here."
I didn't want to just break straight through the building to escape. I don't want to risk drawing attention. The guards are on kill mode right now, that would be teasing death. However, this kid looks like he wouldn't make it through the whole facility before collapsing.
I began to focus the water and seamed it into the wall, flowing it through every opening.
"I like storms." I said to the kid before tightening the water inside the wall, causing it to crumble.
I ran off the second the wall crumbled. I don't want this kid to guilt me into assisting in any more of his escape.
I halted my running and kneeled down in the water.
Breaking that wall took a lot of energy. I'm exhausted.
However...
I have to find that lab.