Chapter 3

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"Lu...Lu? Lu! Wake up!"

  Lucas jolted up awake, his eyes wide opened and alarmed.

  "Has she woken up? Is she okay? Did she say anything yet? What happened?" he asked, as panick rose, and squeezed at his throat. He didn't know how or why but when he woke up everything that had happened before his rest instantly rushed back and replayed itself in his mind.

  "Lu, slow down!" Hazel chuckled a little, not before a frown reached her face.

"She's fine, Lu. Rather than that, what about you? You kept moving in your sleep and you were moaning and groaning..." Hazel trailed off halfway to dab at the beads of sweat that covered her brother's forehead.

"Look at you, you've become all sweaty and gross... bad dream?"

Lucas ran both his hands up and down his face and let out a heavy sigh, then he nodded.

"I saw her, Haze. Jena, I mean. I saw her in my dreams... and it all seemed so real. God, it wasn't pleasant." he mumbled the last bit and shuddered a little as he watched his sister come to sit closer to him by his bed.

  "Yeah? What happened?" Hazel prodded gently. She didn't want to stress him out. Lucas had been having bad dreams since a few days after Russell's accident. But something told her this time was different. When she heard her brother mention about their guest in the living room she knew that her guess was right.

"I don't know... She was really hurt sis. And I kept on trying and trying but I just couldn't save her. And then she just..." Lucas gulped without finishing his sentence, not daring to.

Hazel rubbed soothing circles around his back to calm him down. Then she smiled assuringly.

"Well, lucky for you, our guest outside seems to be recovering just well and fine on her own. She was running quite a high temperature just now, but I gave her a little sponging, some fluids and managed to bring down her fever just a little. So... she's a little better now."

Lucas let out a long breathe he didn't even know he had been holding.

"Why don't you go take a look. Besides, it is my turn to rest now, so scram."

Hazel joked and let a small comforting smile show as she watched her brother get out of bed. Then she snuggled herself under the covers, closing her eyes just as Lucas bent down to kiss her temple.

"Goodnight Haze, sweet dreams. Love you."

He was just about to stand when he felt a painful pinch on his ear.

"Ouch! Ouch! Haze! What'd I do?" He winced as he slowly sat back down onto the bed, staring off at his sister in disbelief.

"Don't think I've forgotten about the fight you were obviously in before the whole Jena thing." she warned, then released his throbbing ear.

Lucas just blinked.

Then Hazel stretched to return the goodnight kiss on her brother's cheek and responded, "Love you too."

Lucas chuckled then shook his head as he left the room while rubbing off the sting on his ear lobe. He strode over to the couch where Jena laid, grabbed a stool, sat down and simply stared at Jena's unconscious form. He lifted the covers off of her and examined her wounds. Well, at least the bleeding had stopped. Lucas stood to check on the drip and let out a sigh. There were so many questions he wanted to ask. He continued to stare at her sleeping face, unconsciously taking in and memorizing every detail from her eyes down to the faintest crease on her face. When he couldn't take it any longer, he reached out and let his fingers trace lightly over the sides of her face, brushing any lose strands of hair in the way and gently tucking them behind her ears.

Lucas kept silent for awhile, all the time thinking of the questions he had, playing them through his head. Worry snapped him out of his thoughts when he noticed the soft whimpers coming Jena. Her fidgeting didn't go unnoticed and the obvious distress on her face worried him. As gently as he could, Lucas moved so that his hands covered hers through the blanket. He shifted so his body came closer  to her small, resting frame, almost hovering over her.

Almost immediately he noticed her start to settle down again. He smiled, pleased to know that his action brought her comfort and helped to ease her of her distress. He let out a breath of relieve.

"Where did you come from?"

Dan's screams echoed through the empty white halls as he wrenched the scapel out from his chest, the after effects from the wrenching pain was so excruciating it caused his whole body to tense and shake violently. Beads of sweat dripped down the sides of his head and trailed down his neck, only to seep into his wound, causing him to hissed at the scorching that followed almost immediately.

A string of curses could be heard right after that as he continued to tend to his wound. He wasn't pissed, oh no, he was beyond mad. How dare she escaped! Sure, she'd already tried escaping a few times but after her first few attempts, Dan had made sure to always leave her with a dosage of drug just enough to keep her under but not let her go fully unconscious. The recent test had taken so much and drained her so much so he didn't think she'd require the dosage of drug. In addition to that, this time's test proved to be much closer to success than all his previous years of tests. He may have been a bit too excited to record and continue with further analysis of the test results but damn, he should've just gone on with the routine and put that bitch down.

For years now, since he's taken Jena in, Dan has been trying time after time, test after test to reverse the process of Jena's healing touch. At first he'd tried things the nice way, training her himself, to direct and channel her powers to in a different way. A way that would benefit the host of the power. Imagine what she would've been able to do! What he would've been able to do with her powers of she'd manage to control them - he'd be able to manipulate and use her as a source to distribute those powers. Healing on a cellular level within the host, instant regenerative healing. New cells replacing old ones without having to lift a finger! He'd be able to recreate a whole new evolution of beings!

But no, the brat didn't have a clue or the brains to do shit. All she did was cry, fail and disappoint. He eventually got tired of her sonnet than later, and decided to do things the intrusive way. Cutting and poking into her, besides that was his forte - he was a scientist, a doctor. It was what he specialised in. Most importantly it was where the fun was. What fun would there be if blood wasn't spilled or if pain wasn't experience? And both factors happened to be important processes in healing anyway.

Dan let out a another scream as he broke of the end of his stitching and threw the needle across his metal counter top, followed by pushing and lunging at everything else that was within reach. Besides the loud clang that deafened and echoed through the lab, you could hear in his voice the amount of pent up frustration and anger. Filled with madness at himself and at the situation at hand, Dan swore silently to himself. Sure he had put Jena through endless trials of torture before, but this time when he got his hands on the little bitch. He as going to multiply that experience and pain tenfold. She was going to regret ever escaping. Or maybe, she'd just be too close to being dead to even think about that regret.

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HOHO OKAY ABOUT TIME NOW, HI FRIENDS(:
Thenkewww if you've manage to last through the prologue and first few chapters of my story!!

I've always wanted to give a try at writing. So I guess this is a good start! Mm so basically my stories are just stuff I imagine and make up like to help me focus on something, and then slowly I'll drift off to sleep HAA I know.

Anyway, I hope you guys like this story! I'll try my best to have it updated as frequently and regularly as I can! Oh and I know some people on Wattpad put pictures and videos and songs into their stories so readers can have an idea of the characters in the stories. I'm not doing that for mine cause I thought that it would be better and more fun if y'all readers were able to make up and imagine how your own characters behaved and looked based off what you read. So that way it's different and unique for every reader(: too much...??

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