~Book Two of the Bullet Wound series~
It was now eight forty five and the tanned boy was no where to be seen. The sound of the house phone caused the fuming blonde to whip her body around, yanking the phone off of the receiver.
She answered the phon...
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1981 ~ Russian Training Facility
"Ugh." Seven grunted in pain as Mallory flipped her over effectively.
They were currently training, something they did everyday when they weren't on a mission. Seven never liked training, mainly because she was only five feet tall and she didn't like the thought of hurting Mallory. The tall girl was the only person that had shown any type of emotion towards her and she considered her to be someone she cared about.
She also hated disappointing their mentor, Mark, he was kind to her in his own way, he would be gentle during her procedures after missions and he taught her everything she knew, but other times he would be angry.
When she got up with Mallory's help she lowered her eyes in embarrassment at the disappointed expression on Mark's face.
"еще раз" - (go again), Mark said to the pair, but Mallory didn't want to hurt the girl.
"ей нужен отдых."-(she needs rest) Mallory objected and her back talking didn't sit well with Mark.
The brooding man marched towards the girls and Seven jumped in front of the older girl protectively and took the slap that was meant for her.
Seven landed on the floor clutching her cheek in pain and fear. Mallory tried to help her up but she only ended up getting a kick to her side.
She coughed loudly in pain while Mark looked at the pair with no emotion.
"если она не хочет драться с тобой, я буду, вставай." -( if she doesn't want to fight you, I will. Now get up) Mark said in a commanding tone that shook the girls to their core.
They glanced at each other and Seven gave Mallory a look that told her to stand down. Mallory reluctantly got up and went to the side and waited for them to begin.
As Seven tried standing up, Mark kicked her down again, causing her head to bang against the floor, hard. She winced as her head felt like it was splitting in two, what confused her was the images that started flashing through her mind. She saw three children playing in a room, one of them being herself.
Next she saw herself crushing a man's skull with her mind. The next memory was her being carried by two men as she screamed 'papa'.
She started breathing heavily and the shouts from Mark weren't helping, she was having a panic attack. She clutched her chest as it became too much she screamed and directed it towards her mentor and he ended up flying across the room, and the few windows in the facility shattered.
"Papa!!!" Her cries were swallowed by Mallory engulfing her.
Seven couldn't hear the door crashing down all she heard was her cries and Mallory whispering sweet nothings in her ears to calm her. She felt two soldiers prying Mallory from her and she didn't know what, or how she did it, but she looked at them and was met with their memories.
She plucked through them and found the worst ones and then it was chaos. One of the soldiers started screaming and he got his hand gun and shot himself in the mouth. The other curled himself in a ball and keep whispering, he was sorry.
With a tilt of her head she snapped the man's neck with ease. She felt wetness in her ears and down her nose, bringing a finger to one if her ears she saw that it was blood.
She then glanced at Mallory who was looking at her in awe. Mallory was just like her, not knowing of her past and only knowing what they told her, so Seven's abilities were new to her, or so she thought. While staring at each other they realized a little too late that more soldiers came in. One of the new soldiers put a needle in Seven's neck, making her fall limp in his arms. Mallory went into fight mode and she attacked the two guards that tried to pin her down. She wrapped her legs expertly around the taller one's neck and flipped her body, effectively throwing him to the ground in pain.
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The other guard looked scared slightly, he was smaller than the other one and he was the same height as her. She lunged for him causing them both to fall the ground, with him between her legs, she grabbed his gun from his holster and shot him in the head.
The gunshot concealed the sound of Mark grabbing her and pinning her to the ground.
"отстань от меня, ты мудак!!" -(get off me you asshole!!) Mallory said as she struggled away from the stronger man.
"успокоить ее." - (sedate her.) Mark said the new guards that were entering the room with guns blazing. Mallory screamed at the guards as they lifted Seven, not realizing the doctor with the needle. She felt her body shut down slowly and then it went dark.
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Seven groaned as she started to wake up. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at her surroundings wondering where she was, and then she realized she was in the room.
She started tugging at the restraints, wanting to escape the horror that were about to unfold. She tried using her powers but they didn't work. She started crying when she looked around more, seeing the blood splatters from last time. She remembered now, what they were going to take them from her, the only thing that was hers, her mind, and her soul.
She looked at the door when it opened and started panicking. The bald man gave her a sinister smile. She started shaking her head in fear, and tugged on the restraints roughly.
"пожалуйста, не." - (please don't.) Seven let out pleading whimpers as she begged the man to stop. He only smirked and came closer to her face. He then wiped the left over blood from her nose and got a needle with blue liquid inside and pushed it into her temple.
She screamed in pain as the serum pierced through her brain, slowly stripping away her memories. The pain was at ten now and she jerked up repeatedly as the electric shocks continued to fry her brain and take away her free will.
