"Well this sucks." someone said after they are locked up in a room by the guards. Andrew turned his head to see who it was, and found out that it was Garrett.
"You know, we shouldn't have come here. The leaders were naïve to think that we would actually succeed. I mean, look at the first extraction team. None of us has ever come here and come back." Garrett continued.
Andrew scanned the wide white room, first his eyes searched for Kat, she was there. Jared was there. Fred was too. Everyone was there, everyone except for Trisha. He grew panicked and tried to focus more. Perhaps he wasn't looking right, she must be in here. Did she escape?
In the middle of his anxiety, the door opened behind him. And it revealed Gregory Vilch. Andrew reflexively aimed his fist at him but the man said to him.
"Don't bother. Invisible plasma was activated between these door panels. You would be cut to pieces if your hands went through It." he said, clearly amused when Andrew lowered his arms.
"What do you want? Where's Trisha?" Kat shouted from behind him.
Andrew's hands grew itchy. He's only a few steps away from the man who took his family, and yet he couldn't do anything to him. And that made him angry. It drove him crazy. He could still remember the event that happened, though not much. Andrew, Kat, and all his family used to live in a house located in a small city surrounded by walls so high you would never see the edge of it; it was the place where humans took refuge and built their life in. REX built it, and everything was fine and great. Until that day, he heard a very loud rumbling. And when he looked to the city's edge, the walls were tumbling down. He and Kat were taken away to be saved. But his whole family never made it. He remembered reading an old newspaper of Elcon City a few years later, an old newspaper. The headline was that event, that tragedy that took everything from him. And he finally found out who did it.
Gregory Vilch.
"The girl is with us." Gregory answered. Andrew snapped back to reality and felt sick.
"If you hurt her I swear I will..." Andrew's sentence was cut by Gregory.
"Why would we hurt her? We don't hurt our kind. Besides, she was just using all of you to bring her here. She was our informant all along. She told us everything."
"No, Trisha is human. She's not one of you." he denied.
"Oh, you are so naïve. If she is human do you think she would risk her life by coming here after she just got away from Elcon? Oh, no. I don't think so."
Andrew felt his knees go weak. He couldn't believe what Gregory just said. He's lying. He thought. The Clones are mischievous beings. There was no way Trisha would betray them. But the more Andrew thought about it, the more it makes sense.
"Now, I was just checking on you. I will take my leave now. I hope you enjoy your stay here. Since, say, you'll be here until the day you die. Which won't be long, honestly." He laughed villainously.
Once Gregory left, he couldn't do anything but stare at the floor. He didn't want to be part of this cruel world any longer.
***
She woke up startled. She felt hands on her feet, strapping her to a chair. When her eyes opened, the lights almost blinded her. It took her a few seconds to remember what happened, and when she did, she immediately tried to escape. But something felt wrong, her whole body felt paralyzed. Her moves were slow and weak. She suspected that they had drugged her, but still, she tried.
She felt a needle on her arm, and she winced when it dove into her flesh. She couldn't quite make out her surroundings. Everything was blurry.
Trisha could feel her blood decreasing. She couldn't think straight. She couldn't even blink. At that moment, she wondered why she even bothered being awake when she's better off unconscious.
She could hear voices, though not clear. And she tried to focus on it. She didn't catch much, but she could make out a few sentences. Within those sentences were Rosa's name, and the word 'kill'.
She grew extremely panicked, but her energy was being sucked away along with her blood and consciousness. There was nothing she could do. But she swore that if she survived, then she will bring havoc to S.C.A.R.S.
Time was slipping away, and so was she. She was so sure that if they didn't stop taking her blood at that moment, she will never make it. But they did. They stopped the machine. Trisha was still conscious when they took her someplace else, which she assumed it was a room where she would be held captive.'
After they placed her on the not-so-comfortable bed, she closed her eyes, and slept.
***
"Do you think it's true?" he heard Kat said as she sat down next to him.
"What?"
"What Gregory said, about Trisha? Do you think it's true?"
He must admit that although he didn't want to believe it, there was part of him that did. If she was held captive, then why is she kept in a different place from them when they are all together? The only possibility is what Gregory said; that Trisha betrayed and lied to them.
"I don't know." He answered.
And it was true. He didn't know. And he didn't even know what he thought about. It was messing with his head, whatever 'it' was.
"I don't believe him." Kat said. "I do believe some of it, but not all. I believed him when he said that Trisha is a... one of them. But I don't believe for one second that she betrayed us. I don't think she even knows that she's not human." She continued.
Andrew thought that what Kat said was true. There was no way Trisha would want to work with S.C.A.R.S, the organization that killed her parents.
That's when he knew that he had to try to escape, save her, save everyone. He needed to get them out of the damned room.
"We have to get out of here." he then said.
"Do you have a plan?" Garrett asked.
Andrew hesitated for a moment. He did have a plan. But he didn't know if it'll work. It was a lame plan. But you'll never know if you never try.
So he said, "Yes."
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Elcon City (ON HOLD, Rewriting)
Science FictionTrisha Greene lives in a world where humans are no longer the majority creature living on planet earth. It started when humans experimented on making a clone. And how ironic is it that humans are now forced to live in hidings from their own creation...