Pain.
Excruciating pain.
That's how T3 would describe the last 4 months. She couldn't even get out of her cot, she was in so much pain.
She has gone through so many sessions in the simulator that she had a constant ringing in her ears.
Tears never seemed to not be in her eyes, her tough facade that she built up for so long was cracking slightly by showing such raw emotion.
Harold loved it.
He loved her screams of pain, and the pleas she would shout. He loved it all.
The sick bastard.
T3 heard Harold's shoes click against the ground down the hall.
She sprung up from the fetal position she squeezed herself into and quietly went to her desk, and began working on the math work that was provided for her.
She was sure the rest of the kids were far ahead of her, and she knew she was going to be punished.
She lost most of Harold's trust, the little she had wasn't enough to stop the rain of punishments that seemed to be thrown at her.
T3 let out a quiet sob as she heard his shoes come closer. Quickly wiping her tears she went back to the math work, and started to work on the problems.
But sadly she gave up.
Harold stood in front of the door and peered through the open window and saw T3 hunched over her desk and her shoulders shaking as she cried.
He sighed and had the guard open the door and he strutted in and walked to her desk.
"Test Subject #3. I want you on your feet and away from your work so that I may review your progress."
T3 slowly sat up and with wet cheeks, she got up and walked away from the desk.
She kept her back towards Harold, knowing what was coming.
Harold saw the wet sheet and he held back a sigh. He didn't feel any remorse for putting the teen through what he did. His heart constricted and he rolled his eyes.
Then he stopped, noticing the sound of sniffles coming from the girl.
He was shocked.
Here was his favorite test subject. One who he knew was stronger than the rest. He didn't want to break her, he just wanted to see how long it would take for her demonstrate her power again.
He sighed and turned T3 to face him. The sight in front of him was pitiful. She had a runny nose, her eyes were swollen from crying and red.
He, again, rolled his eyes at the sight and nodded to his guards. They came forward and dragged T3 by the arms out of her cell and towards the simulator, the tile floors were a sickly pale blue. They reminded T3 that she was trapped within these walls with no help from the outside world. T3 never looked up from the tile floor though, she knew if she looked into Harold's eyes she wouldn't be able to stop herself from harming him.
The guards then threw her into a concrete room, and she turned to huddle into the corner but stopped when she saw the glowing eyes of the group from the cafeteria.
T13 gasped at the dark blue eyes that reflected back at her and she scrambled to get close to T3 to make sure she was alright. But was jerked back by the chains that seemed to halt her movements.
T3 then noticed that every single subject in the group was restricted by chains.
Harold's voice sounded over the speakers, "I know what you are all thinking: Why am you here? Well you can thank Test Subject #3 for that. The lot of you will be tortured using the liquid the nurses injected you with, right before Test Subject #3 was placed in here with you all." Harold stopped speaking and a light flashed on behind a window up towards the top of the wall.
Harold smiled from behind it and moved his hand away from a button, T3 guessed it was the one to turn the light on.
"Today we will be trying a new experiment. Each of you will be put through your simulations, but in front of your...peers." Harold laughed at the end of his sentence, seemingly because he thought he was hilarious.
Slowly water started to fill the room, T13 started to panic. T3 looked up at Harold, when she saw the evil look in his face she knew that he would be livid if she intervened.
T15 tried talking to her to calm her down, knowing about how her simulator triggers her phobia of water. T3 crawled to T13 and locked eyes with her.
"T13 look at me." The command came out softy, loud enough to be heard over the rushing water, but not loud enough for Harold to hear.
The stare T3 was giving T13 wasn't intense, it conveyed a feeling that T13 wasn't familiar with. It was something most of the test subjects never felt before.
Calm, reassurance, and guilt were the feelings that T3 showed to T13. She instantly relaxed, much to Harold's frustration and anger. He halted the water, and opened the drains. The water disappeared, and suddenly an electronic hum entered the room.
T3 flinched thinking that the ear piercing ring from her simulator would start but a bass toned whine filled the room.
Everyone looked over at T26 when he let out a pained whine.
T3 started to move but Harold's obnoxious voice rang out over the noise, "Test Subject #3 you better not fucking move! You are getting in the way of the research!"
T3 rolled her eyes, and then stops.
She has never done such an action before, especially when Harold is involved.
Could she possibly care for this group?
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That is not possible.
Plausibly, she shouldn't even want anything to do with this group. It would be better if she stayed out of their mess.
T3 scooted away from the group and she locked eyes with T26, he pleaded with his eyes to help.
T3 shook her head and curled into a ball against the wall, she made eye contact with T14. His look of anger slightly dissipated when he saw the guilt in her facial expression. He looked to his right, and saw that his twin, T15 was already looking at him.
The next 5 minutes went by so quick, it took T3 a little bit before she realized that the twins both made their bodies erupt into 2 balls of flames.
Alarms went off as their shackles were melted off and the started uncontrollably releasing fireballs out of their hands, towards the box that held Harold and the team of scientists.
T3 was shocked until she yelled, "the box is fireproof, shoot the area just below the windows!" The twins looked back and with demonic looking smirks they started shooting at the area T3 instructed them to shoot.
Suddenly the collars the test subjects were wearing, sent a quick shock to every one in the room.
Quickly getting over the shock, the twins continued to shoot fireballs at the box. Another shock was sent, which caused the group to become paralyzed in pain.
T3 twitched in pain and gas was released in the room, and the group slowly started to pass out.
T3 fought her hardest, she tried to stay awake. It sadly didn't work though because after what felt like forever, she slipped into unconsciousness.
However the shadow of a guard stood over her, fueling the nightmare her mind pushed her into.
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