Buried Demon

Chapter 15

When I came to again, I was strapped to a wheelchair with a gag in my mouth. I pulled at my restraints but they where very solid. I was in an empty room with a large window giving on another empty room with no lights.

Everything was quiet for a time as I tried loosening the restraints by pulling on them as hard as I could or rubbing them against the arm of the chair in Hope's of maybe cutting through them but to no avail.

Suddenly, the light in the other room turned on and a few seconds later, Seth walked in. He looked pissed as he stormed into the room with his hands still handcuffed and looked around. Panic flashes across his face when his eyes met mine and he immediately came up to the window. He tried talking to me but the window was soundproof.

I shook my head at him, hoping he would understand. He ripped his handcuffs apart as if they where nothing, which wasn't really surprising considering the thickness of the chains he had broken previously at the dig site, and started pounding on the window.

I flinched back in my chair as the window started to crack under the assault of Seth's fists. Just as I thought it was going to break, the man from the helicopter arrived followed by his two bodyguards again and pointed a gun at my head. This was starting to become a habit with these guys.

Seth froze instantly and glared at the man. The man walked closer to me and pressed an intercom button, making sure to always keep his gun on me.

"Back away from the window." He ordered.

Seth reluctantly did as he said but his eyes never left us.

"We need to sedate him and your gonna help us little archeologist. You don't have to do much, just sit there and look pretty. Since this... creature... seems to like you for some reason, I figured we could just use you as leverage. You see, he won't let anyone get close to him, he has this... forcefild or something, around him that keeps everyone and everything away, so we are going to use you to make him lower it." He explained.

I let out a muffled cry through the gag, and he chuckled.

"No talking for you puppy." He chuckled and I frowned at the nick name.

He turned and pressed on the button again.

"Ok now, lose the force field." He told Seth.

Seth glared at him harder, clenching and unclenching his fists before glancing at me. There was a slight blue light shimmering all around him before it disappeared.

The man nodded to the soldiers and they exited the room. They walked in to Seth's room a few minutes later, one of them holding the same case as I had seen in the helicopter and the other wearing gloves. They approached Seth who backed away wearily.

"Ah, ah, ah, none of that now, or he get's it." The man said into the speaker, pressing the gun more firmly against my head.

Seth locked eyes with me and stopped moving. I started shacking my head and shouting through the gag, knowing that if they sedated him, they would make sure he was never alert enough again to escape. Tears blurred my vision and tracked down my cheeks as he smiled at me and let the man inject him while the other soldier held the case full of needles open for him.

Nothing happened for a few minutes and the soldiers looked over at their boss who nodded his head. They quickly prepared another needle and injected Seth again. But once again, nothing happened, he didn't even look the slightest bit bothered by the substance that had knocked me out after a single injection.

Silent tears raced down my cheeks knowing that he was doing this to protect me and there was nothing I could do to help him. Needle after needle where used and tossed aside with no effect until they finally got to the last one. Seth's eyes had started drooping and his legs where wobbling. They injected the tenth needle and after a few seconds, Seth fell to the ground unconscious.

"He's one tough bastard ain't he?" The man said but I could not do anything else but stare at Seth lying on the ground.

"Alright boys, time for the second one." The man told his soldiers through the intercom.

They picked up Seth by his arms and dragged him out of the room. There was silence in the room for a few minutes as I stared at the floor. This was all my fault. If I wasn't here, then Seth and Tyler would have easily escaped and be far from here starting a new life together. Why am I so useless? I can't even get myself out of these simple restraints and save myself.

The door in the other room opened again and Tyler hesitantly walked in. He spotted me almost immediately as well and his face paled before going stone cold, staring at the man beside me. Fresh tears escaped me and Tyler mouthed it's not your fault at me, but I knew that it was. Why where they so attached to me anyway? They should just let them kill me and escape.

Tyler stalked up to the window and banged on it once to get my attention. He stared me straight in the eyes and said we would never do that, as if he had read my thoughts. I locked eyes with him and for a minute, it was as if the world had stopped turning and nothing but us existed, until the moment was broken by the man next to me.

"Back up." He said through the intercom.

Tyler backed up to the center of the room and just like with Seth, he was ordered to lower his force field and the soldiers arrived with ten fresh needles. The hole time they where injecting him, his eyes never wavered from mine and a smile graced his lips. He only made it to eight injections before he passed out and was dragged out of the room.

"Well, now that that's done we no longer need you." The man said and my eyes snapped up to meet his.

"Don't worry, we won't kill you... at least I think it won't kill you... guess we'll see." He explained before walking to the door.

"You know what to do with him boys." He said and left.

The two soldiers from before walked in with yet another needle in hand. He pushed my head to the side roughly and stuck me with the needle, knocking me straight out.

I floated in and out of consciousness, getting flashes of what was going on around me. I was wheeled into a small room filled with medical equipment and machines with a capsule like machine in the center. I was layed in the machine and hooked up to multiple wires and tubes and I was strapped in with my hands tied crossed over my stomach, rendering me completely immobile. The next and final time I woke up, the capsule was slowly filling with liquid that, once it had filled the tube, was then frozen.