Wither Sickness Book 5: Legends Remembered

Chapter 5: Who's in Control?

Sylvia Pov: 

The room around me was dark and cold.

The tall figure walking ahead of me, glanced at me occasionally.

"Genesis you don't have to do this," I say through grit teeth.

She chuckles and glances at me, her green eyes glowing unnaturally.

Which is really unsettling by the way...

The torch that she was holding suddenly flickered from bright orange flames to sickening green one's.

My hands were in tight shackles and I was bubbling with anger.

"You'll see your true potential at last little Sylvia," Genesis says as she leads me down the wide room.

Her hands glide against a deformed skull that was laying on a shallow tomb-like thing.

"You have no idea what your capable of. It's sad really," She explains.

I really want to punch her in the face right now.

"And," Genesis throws her torch down in the center of the room and that part of the floor crumbles revealing nothing, but a taunting darkness, "Once I have your little friend...Jesse was it? Then your 'group' will really fall apart."

"You wouldn't dare!" I exclaim, taking a threatening step forward, my eyebrows lowering.

"Oh don't worry your gonna help me capture her," Genesis says then laughs.

"Your not going to break me if that's what your thinking!" I state stubbornly.

Genesis whips around, grabs me by my collar and lifts me off the ground, "Since your so unbreakable, let's just see how long you'll last then hmm."

Without another word, she doesn't hesistate to throw me into the darkness and instantly voices whisper around me.

Images flash within my mind and my body all of a sudden aches.

My head throbs vigorously and my body feels like it's on fire.

Deceiving thoughts that don't even belong to me, ring in my head and my brain doesn't even feel like it's mine anymore.

My thoughts were growing more bitter and my skin felt as if sharp knives had cut it recently.

I had no control of what I was thinking and my mind was slowly slipping away from me.

Blood was everywhere. On my hands, head and it oozed down.

How many people has she used?

My breathing was heavy and my throat was sore and with each breath I took it's was full of agony.

Everything around me is either confusing or just painful.

I see old memories of mine that I wished so desperately to forget.

Painful things that were stuck in the back of my mind don't hesitate to resurface and all I can think of is all the mistakes that I have made in the past.

The things that haunt me the most, taunt me and it's extremely hard to focus.

Everything hurts. The word's. Everything.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk you'll never learn," Sylvie said as she rubbed her hands together.

She wasn't even control of her own mind...right?

She was so different then, but am I now destined with that same fate?

Certainly not...right?

I can't let more people down again, but Genesis always gets her way.

Always.

I have to keep in mind who I'm fighting for at this point.

Jesse and her friends. My sibling, my parents, my mentor, my mentor's wife and not to forget Jesse's people as well.

Their's a lot at risk here, but my mind is slowly slipping away from me.

It's betraying me. Turning into something that I don't even know.

Thoughts that normally wouldn't even cross my mind are crossing my mind fluently.

Bloodshed. Revenge.

All of it sounds right to me right now.

Everything wrong now seems right.

Even though I was floating in this dark and weird abyss, I got a grip back on my mind.

I can't fail them. I just can't.

But...my mind just keeps slipping from my grasp...

I know I'm not in control. She's just messing around with my mind. Letting me have control only for my mind to slip back into the darkness.

It's her little game and I can't do anything, but helplessly play along.

And before I know it I'm back, standing infront of Genesis in a wide room and she pretends as if nothing ever happened.

She slowly turns and grins wickedly before putting her cold hand on my shoulder.

All at once I'm in a different room.

But then...I see Sylvie.

Extremely bloody and wounded, but tied to a chair.

I tried to rush over to her, but metal chain's held me down.

Her head weakly turns to me.

She was in a glass room and deep bruises marked her face. A gag was in her mouth and muffled sounds was all I could hear.

Suddenly, a lime green colored gas filled the room and my eye's widned.

I heard muffled coughs and my mouth slowly opened.

More green gas pumped out and I watched in horror.

"Sylvie!" I exclaim, pulling against the chains that kept me bound.

"S-Sylvie," I choke out.

As the gas clears I feel my throat tighten.

Her head was bowed, her eye's were closed and she wasn't breathing at all.

I was screaming her name, begging her to stop playing around with me and trying to rip these chain's off me.

Her chest wasn't heaving in and out like it should be.

Two soldiers walked into the room, cut off her shackles and carried her out of the room.

My eye's were welled up with tears and my mind was in a complete state of shock.

Tears threatened to pour, but when I heard a familiar voice my head whipped around.

I saw Petra.

She was in a chair as well, gasoline being poured all over her.

Just then a door leading into my room opens and Genesis walked in, her hands behind her back.

"So what will it be? Her life o-"

"Just let her go and I'll help you!" I blurt out.

"Sylvia...no....," I hear Petra say.

Genesis only laughs and shakes her head.

"Splendid!" She says and with one wave of her hand the soldiers quickly release Petra from her bonds and free her.

My heart was pounding rapidly against my chest and I was blinking heavily as my words sunk in.

Genesis suddenly gets serouis and bends down infront of me and says.

"In this world sweetheart I'm in control, so you better get used to it."

Before I could retort, she placed her finger on my forehead and suddenly I collapsed.