Hood: The Green Warrior

Chapter 5: Betrayal

The 'chair' I was in turned out to be a wheel chair. Phyllis wheeled me out of the room into a long abandoned corridor. At the end I saw a white light that I hoped was heaven because with my family gone, I had nothing to live for.

As Phyllis wheeled me down I studied the corridor to take my mind of the alarming fright. The place looked grim and dark like an underground tunnel. Dust coated the floor and cobwebs marked the corners. We were closer to the light and I was upset to see it wasn't heaven. It was a big white room with a circular stage in the middle. As we entered the room, the whiteness blinded me for a second before my vision cleared. A woman wearing a red blouse, black pencil skirt covered by a lab coat stood by a short man also wearing a lab coat. They both wore strange glasses that had bulging lenses. White lights shone from the rounded walls and above the lights were sections protected by a glass pane. In each section was a big boss. It seemed all of them were there. Each continent had one and they were all here watching my bloody face. Behind each one were two Service Men. They all stood motionless behind the B. Bosses.

When they saw my raw condition, commotion started. "What is this small girl doing here?" asked one of them.

"You brought us here to witness an abused child?' said another.

"This is an obimination!" Shouted another

"Silence gentlemen!" Said a cool familiar voice. Boss Nigel was standing up and staring at me in a confused appalled manner. He wore a black suit with a red shirt and a black hat. He honestly looked like a gangster with his curly dark hair. "Phyllis! What nonsense is this? When you told me you had the perfect idea for this project, I didn't know you meant kidnapping a fourteen year old and beating her up! This is a crime punishable of life imprisonment," spat B. Boss Nigel. Hope repelled my fear. This man was crazy and was worthy of life imprisonment.

"Leader Nigel, this is a great plan. Just hear me out ok," said Phyllis. He looked nervous and hopeful like me but for totally different reasons. Boss Nigel sat down and watched. My hope dimmed.

"The first experiments of GG were a waste. Both of them died and it all seemed useless," he started. My heart stopped at the word 'died' then replayed the information Grace had told me about Project GG. "Ms Gonzelle and I have been working hard trying to figure out the flaws of the experiments and we believe we have found the reasons of our failure. You see, the Syviol serum can only work if the mammal's brain is still fresh and empty. A and B were aged 35-36 meaning they had many humane experiences. There brains were full of thirty five to thirty six years worth of emotion, memory and intelligence. There was no room for the serum to settle and spread so it became baggage causing there brains to swell and they eventually perished. The problem was their knowledge and experience as human beings. We could have tortured them all we wanted but their brains would still hold the memories and nerves. But with this adolescent female, she has only fourteen years of life as a human. She is at the transition of adulthood and childhood which is the perfect time to use her. She is experienced but not too experienced so if we harm her brain in just the right way and add the serum you will have the perfect GG soldier."

If I was frightened before, I must have been horrified by the time he finished. He wanted to take my humanity and make me an emotionless soldier. I was desperate to get out. I fumbled and screamed but no one was paying attention to me. Boss Nigel was slumped in his chair thinking. Disgust was added to the list of emotion I felt. "How can you consider this! This man is mad! I'm a Europian citizen and my father served you well! This is utter bull-" I screeched.

"Silence you juvenile. Your father broke an easy law and he is no longer considered an Utopian neither are you," demanded Boss Nigel. That shut me right up. The man who lead this country with 'honour and peace' who took my father in when he was struggling, 'who asked me my name when I attended his election party and laughed kindly when I hid behind my mother's leg was now looking daggers at my swollen face.

"Phyllis!" he shouted still looking daggers. My hope and fear were now side by side waiting for a responce. The big bosses were leaning forward in their chairs waiting for an answer. Even the Service Men looked anxious.

"Phyllis, I except your idea. I never should have doubted you. Your intelligence has saved my power and gotten rid of this young criminal. I will expect a demonstration. Do not disappoint," said Boss Nigel turning away and leaving with his two henchmen at his side. The rest of the big bosses stood up and left too with Service men following them. One looked back at me with pitiful eyes. Phyllis started to roll me away and I could tell he was grinning and couldn't wait to dump hot acid on my face.

It felt as if shock, disgust, hate, anger, worry, anxiety and heartbreak were cutting up my organs. The leaders I thought kept me safe would be my downfall. I was going to lose my innocence, emotion and memory without putting up a fight. My family were gone, my friends were gone and the whole world had disappeared because according to reality, so had I.