Broken

Chapter 7

Xavier's POV

I pull at my hair. I want to tell Kara. I want to tell her so badly but I can't. Too much is at stake. I kow she's pissed at me now but she will understand later, I hope. We need her as an ally. I'll tell her in a couple days, when we're most prepared.

I hear someone walking this way. I look to see it's a guard. Only one. That means he's here for me. It's been long enough now that they know I won't try anything anymore. There's nothing left to try.

I walk about of my cell and up the stairs. I wonder where we're going since I've already done my testing for today. I let the guard lead me to which room I'm suppose to go to this time. We walk for an usually long time and we had reached a point in the buiding I had not been to before. Where was I being taken?

Finally, we stop at one of the thousands of doors. It looked just like any other door in the building. Inside, Dr. Evans stood there waiting for me. A simple table and two chair stood in the middle of the room. Other than that, the room was bare.

The guard leaves me in the room and closes the door behind him. It was just me and the doctor. What was going on?

"Hello, Xavier."

I nod in aknowledgement.

"Have a seat."

I narrow my eyes but do as I'm told. He sits across from me.

"Relax. Nobody is listening to us. It's a soundproof room. We need to talk about our plan." He informs me.

I don't relax. If anything, I become more suspicious. 'Don't try to back out on me now.'

"I'm not. But things need to be slightly altered."

'Why?'

"We have to take Kara with us. There's something...different about her. I can't tell exactly what it is right now but she could be a valuable asset."

My eyes widen. Yes, I want to take her with us but she could get hurt and that's the last thing I want. 'She's going to get hurt.'

"We are too. She can defend herself, I know that for a fact. She'll be fine."

I sigh. 'What part of the plan do we have to change?'

The doctor smiles. "You just need to get her too when we execute phase 2."

'Sounds easy enough.'

"I can handle the rest. Be ready in two days."

My mouth drops. 'Two days?! I need more supplies then.'

He pulls a rubberband off of his wrist. "This is all I could snag. You need to make do with what you have."

I take the rubberband from him and slide it onto my own wrist. It was thin and probably couldn't hold a lot of weight when launching something. This was going to be hard. I run my fingers through my hair.

"Okay, start preparing when you get back to your cell."

I nod. He stands up and walks over to me. "Do you want two slaps or one punch today?"

Oh yeah, I forgot about this part. 'Two slaps.'

He raises his hand and slaps my left cheek twice. Pain rushes throughout my face. I groan. Geez, that hurt.

The doctor walks to the other side of the room and opens the door. "Get him out of here! Now!' He yells at the guard standing outside the door.

The guard rushes in and pulls me to my feet. I glare at the doctor. We have to make it seem like we hate each other so nobody suspects anything. To be honest, he was actually starting to get on my nerves but once we execute our plan, everything will be fine again. It's just two more days in this horrible place. I can survive.

Kara's POV

My eyes slowly open to see everything is dark. I must have fallen asleep. What time is it? I roll over to see Xavier sitting on the floor in front of his bed. His back was facing me. He was using the keychaim flashlight to illuminate whatever he was doing in front of him.

I was about to call his name when, all of a sudden, blue glow emits from something in front of him, casting light throughout the whole room. It glowed for only a couple seconds before dying down. For some reason, I felt like I wasn't suppose to see this. Yet, at the same time, I was very curious as to what he was doing in the middle of the night.

I start to sit up but my bed creaks and Xavier freezes. I quickly roll over on my bed so I wasn't facing him anymore. Did he see I was awake? As if to answer my question, I hear him start to gather his things from the ground. What was he doing?

* * * * *

"Hey! Wake up!" I hear someone yell at me and bang on my cell door.

I rub my eyes and stretch. Morning already? I felt like I barely got any sleep. A guard was trying to open my cell door as I sit up. I yawn. Another day in this prison.

I stand up as the guard walks in. Might as well get it over with, whatever I was doing today. We walk up the stairs and my feet feel like lead. Today was not going to be fun. Then again, every day was not fun.

We walk down the hallway and enter a random door. Oh...it was the room with the dentist chair. The one where I almost strangled Dr. Evans in.

Speaking of the devil, he and a bunch of other assistants were bustling about, searching for test results and prepping other tests. I just wanted to get this over with so I could go back to sleep. Let's go people! Nobody wants to see a grouchy Kara.

I was about ready to say someting when the doctor finally notices me sitting there. About time.

"Good morning, Kara."

"What's so good about it?" Wow, I was in an interesting mood today.

"...Right...anyway, ready for testing."

"Well I don't have a choice so sure."

He turns arond momentarily to retrieve a needle. I hold out my arm. Just get it over with.

The needle slowly slides into a vein and he injects the liquid. Instantly, the burning sensation from my first testing returns. It was less intense but it was still painful. I grip the armrests and take deep breaths. I'm not going to die from this. I'm going to be fine if I can get through the pain. Breath. In, out, in, out. I close my eyes and concentrate only on my breathing.

Slowly, the pain disappears. I make sure it's completely gone before opening my eyes. Everyone was staring at me, including the guard. Some were in shock while others were staring so they didn't feel left out.

"Are we done here?" I snap.

A nurse walks up to me, stabs a needle in my arm, and draws out some blood.

"Now we are." Dr. Evans says cynically.

I glare at him. At least I can get away from him now.

I swing my legs over the edge of the chair and stand up. The guard puts his hand on my arm and leads me out of the room. I was slightly dizzy so I was depending on the guard to lead me in the right direction.