I wake slowly, bringing my surroundings into view, hoping for a different picture. No such luck. The white prison that I had been forced into is where I will stay. I flip onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. That might have been an illusion, but Roman was right. In here, I can think, do, say, feel whatever I want without being punished. I only wish my time in here lasted longer, or, that they would keep that curtain down long enough for me to enjoy it. If that's the word you use for sitting in an all white room alone...

I wait for the guards to come in, most likely going to do my sanitation, but suddenly the curtain comes up. I close my eyes and cover my ears, expecting for the worst, but after a few minutes I dont hear anything. I slowly open my eyes and look through the window. There is no one in their rooms nearby. It's completely quiet. I look at the ground below and no one is there. Who opened my curtain? Suddenly, I see the same five guards escorting Roman around and they sit him on his knees in front of my window. I look at him, but he keeps his head down. I cant hear their conversation but I hear the guards tell him something and he shakes his head. The guard on the left smacks him in the back of his head with his nightstick and I cover my mouth, dropping to my knees.

"STOP!" I yell.

I touch the window, trying to break through to help him. Roman sits up and looks at me. Two guards walk away as the three other guards stand around him, keeping him sitting there. He looks into my eyes and I slide my hand down the window.

"It's ok." I say, hoping he read my lips.

He just shakes his head, his eyes red. "No."

I nod, trying to reassure him. "Roman it's gonna be fine." 

My door bursts open and Roman's two other guards grab me roughly, throwing me on the bed. 

"STOP! GET OFF OF ME! NO!! HELP!!" I yell, frantically trying to get someone to help me, but no one is around.

One of the guards rips my pants and the other rips my shirt. I am screaming and kicking at them, trying to fight them off, but its too hard. Tears stream down my face as Im trying to defend myself and I hear a banging on the window. I take a quick glance over and Roman is trying to break the glass with his chains and handcuffs. They force him back down and make him watch. I am biting, kicking, scratching and punching as hard as I can, I can feel their blood underneath my fingernails I will not stop until they are injured beyond recognition. They are getting the best of me, but Im still fighting. One of the guards punches me in the back of the head and my vision goes crazy, like the way a camera looks when it's been broken. I cant see much, but I still fight. I feel one of the guards grab the elastic in my panties. He brings his lips to my ear, his nasty breath infecting my insides.

"We're gonna have so much fun with you beautiful." His voice sounding husky.

"STOP!" A voice besides mine and Roman's comes behind us. 

My vision is still messed up, but the guards let me go.

"She is OURS. Perverts. Go get your Wild Samoan before he kills everyone in here and let us deal with her. Dont think we wont report this." One of my guards says sternly.

I hear footsteps leaving and a pair of gentler arms help me up.

"You okay?" One of the guards says.

The vision in my right eye is back partially and I feel on one of the guards arms.

"We're gonna have to take her around today. They fucked up her vision. Bastards." he says.

They walk me to the Sanitation Room and they put a harness on me so I wont fall on the conveyor belt. The doctors help me get dressed and lay me on a stretcher, checking my eyes.

"We'll give you some eyedrops and an enhancement drug. Your vision should be back by tomorrow morning." One of the doctors says.

He puts some eyedrops in my eyes and injects me with that 'enhancement drug' he was talking about. My vision improved suddenly, but it is still blurry and my left eye is mostly blind. The guards help me into the Cafeteria and help me order and eat my food. This is such bullshit. I almost get raped by some of Roman's guards and now I cant see anything! I havent done anything to deserve this! Why should I be punished for Roman's defiance? I eat my food, slowly and angrily, and I just sit there, thinking about everything. The guards come back over.

"We made it so you could go to the Study Room today. No trainings, since one, well, two of our officers attacked you."

I nod. I dont care. They help me limp to the 'Study Room' and put some headphones on me.

"Welcome to Unity 101. Today you will be learning about the history that they never wanted you to know about our corrupt world and why you are all needed for the Cause."

I lay back and try to relax listening to this stupid lady. She better not ask me any damn questions. I pin my hair back up, grazing my stitches in my head and I put some more eyedrops in my eyes. I hate being partially blind. After a while I start to smell something... it smells like gas. I open my eyes, though it doesnt help, and I look around. I dont see anything, but the smell gets worse. I snatch my headphones off and run to the door. I start coughing, but the door is locked.

Shit.

I kick and punch the door and the other people in the room are oblivious. I limp over, trying to feel for other people and I start warning them.

"They put a poisonous gas in this room! We have to get out!" I yell.

We collectively run to the door and start banging on it. I try to find a blurry instrument to break the door open with.

"We need some kind of hammer to knock the knob off. It will open my itself if we knock it off." I say.

They start running around trying to find a hammer of some sort and someone comes back with a large wrench and a... it looks like a gun? The person sees my look of concern and shakes their head. 

"It's empty. Cmon guys!" She yells.

They start pounding on the doorknob until it falls down and we all pile out of the room, going every which way, checking for doors that are unlocked and we finally get to a set of double doors that seem familiar to me, but I cant see that well. We walk through and guards behind us push us n our knees. I look around trying to figure out what is going on. I focus my right eye and I see that square from the first day. 

The Great Room.

A man walks into the square and I can slightly make out some features. It's that guy! The Winchester brother.

"Welcome back children. Rough couple of days huh? Expect it to get worse before it gets better. You have to be retrained for the Revoltuion and that is just not easy. Some of you are more behaved than others. Exhibit B." He says, smiling.

A huge monitor comes into the middle of the room and on it is a man in a straight jacket in a room by himself. He is tied to a metal bar. It looks like solitary confinement.

"This man is the most rebellious of all. If you can help it, stay far away from him. He's dangerous. This is our Correction Room. It is where the most severe of offences are dealt with. Let's see how we deal with his defiance." He barks, still grinning.

I take a deep breath when they zoom in on his face and I can make out his strong, dark features. They are making an example of Roman. There is a voice in the overhead of the Correction Room and the woman begins talking to Roman.

"Roman. You know this game. Purple." She says.

"Eye." He says quietly.

"Speak up. Three." She chirps.

"Blind Mice." He says sarcastically.

I close my eyes, knowing what comes next. We all hear a loud electrical hum and a buzzing then we hear a ZAP and Roman convulses, yelling. I cover my mouth, I cant believe they are making us watch this.

"Joking is prohibited. Suit." She continues.

"Wedding." He answers.

Another humming starts up and with another ZAP the electricity is transferred from the metal bar through his chains and throughout his whole body. 

"AHH!" He yells, arching his back in pain. "Fuck!"

I shake my head. I cant watch this!

"Dont be silly now Roman. Run." She keeps going.

"Away." He yells and another shock goes through him, making him jump and yell again, his eyes turning bloodshot. He struggles to get the straight jacket off of him, but it is no use. 

"Are you enjoying this? I can do this all day. Happy." She says, evily.

"Days." He answers, looking towards the speakers where the voice is coming from.

No zap. I wonder why.

"Clever. Love." 

"Angel." He whispers. 

His eyes get wide as he looks at the camera.

"That's not my answer. Wait!"

Before he can stop it he is electrocuted so much his hair is almost set on fire. I close my eyes to the blurry vision and I feel pain in the back of my throat and tears threatening to flood out of my eyes. I take one last look at the screen and his lifeless body is looking into the camera.

"Im sorry." He says raspily.

The camera cuts off and the man in the middle of the square claps, smiling like a lunatic.

"Do you see what we're here for? He now understands what is and is not acceptable. He is very close to being our best Chosen One for the Revolution. All of you can too. You just have to work hard and believe. But, Roman made a good point before he was electrocuted. He is not the only one of the Chosen that is making waves around here. Angel?" He says.

My eyes get wide. No please.

"Angel please come up here sweetheart." He says, smiling.

The guards carry me into the square and he lifts my chin to look up at him. 

"Exhibit C." He says with an evil smirk.

He steps outside of the square and I stand there, my heart beating out of my chest, Im shaking all over, and I close my eyes, waiting for the inevitable. I feel a small trap door open underneath me and in one swift motion some kind of robotic arm grabs my leg and breaks it within a second. 

"Ahh!" I scream and fall, the weight shifting to my broken leg. I hold my leg, writhing in pain as everyone looks on in horror. 

"Do you see what this lesson was? You dont cross the line. If you do, you may find yourself with a broken leg. The line is sacred and must not be touched, let alone crossed. You and Roman may have suffered, but your suffering is for the greater good of the Cause, the Revolution." he says as if this was a great thing.

The pain is unbearable and the guards drag me along the floor out of the Great Room and back into my bedroom. I lay on the ground until they give me some crutches. I hold the crutches to my chest and they deliver my dinner to my room since I cant walk and they ordered me to not have an pain pills for the intense pain. I eat slowly and they raise the curtain. Everyone starts acting like caged animals again, but I dont pay any attention. For whatever reason, my mind is so gone that everything around me doesnt exist anymore. The guards open my door.

"You gotta do your testing." They say, pity filling their voices.

I get myself up, powering through the pain, and I get on my crutches. I walk on my crutches to the testing room and a door swings open that was bolted. A ton of guards walk out and in the middle of them is Roman.

I look forward and keep walking.

"Angel." Roman says gently.

I turn and glare at him. "Leave me the hell alone." 

His expression changes to shock and I face forward, walking into the training room with my crutches. They shut and bolt the door back and I strap myself into the seat, powering through the pain and frustration. The tester looks at me in shock.

"What the hell happened to you? What have you been doing today?" She asks, concerned.

"You were right. Im partially blind, my damn leg is broken, I was almost raped, I was poisoned and made an example of and embarassed because of Roman. You were completely right. Im done. I cant do this another day." I look at her, my vision still fuzzy.

"We'll do it your way." I say simply.

She nods. "Let's get started."

She jabs the needle in my neck and I hold my breath, my vision blacking completely out, and the eternal void coming back...

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