"What do you mean you read minds?" asked Alicia. 'The mind isn't just a book that you can open up and skim through as you please."
"Fine, I can hear people's thoughts. Is that better?" he asked smartly.
Ali gave him a look but Brian didn't notice. His attention was on Jake, who was walking towards us. "Who are you?" asked Jake once he stood next to me.
"Brian," he held out his hand towards Jake.
Jake looked at Brian's hand as though he were debating whether or not he should trust him. Finally, he shook his hand and simply said "Jake."
"Relax, I'm not one of them," said Brian.
"Then who are you?" Jake pressed.
"Someone like you."
"He's been here for six years. Williams lied to us," I said.
"About us being the only humans that were successfully experimented on," said Alicia.
"How do we know for sure that you are not one of them?" asked Jake. He was being protective again.
"For starters, I don't dress like them," Brian smiled.
"You could just be wearing different clothes to blend in," Jake said as he eyes narrowed their lock on Brian's.
"How do I know you're not one of them. Dumbo?"
"What did you just call me?" Jake took a step closer to Brian.
"You know, that elephant with the big ears," Brian held up his hands next to his ears and made a flapping motion, "and they helped him to fly? You can hear a lot of things with ears like that."
"Are you saying I have big ears?" Jake asked loudly as he now stood right in front of Brian ; sizing him up.
"Look, it's not funny if you have to explain it," Brian lowered his arms. He was a but shorter than Jake. Okay, he was a lot shorter then he was, but still taller than me by a few inches.
"It wasn't funny at all, punk!"
"Jake," I said calmly. I gently grabbed his arm and tried to pull him away from Brian. "Just calm down." It struck me as odd that it was I who was saying this to Jake and not the other way around.
"That's right, listen to your girlfriend and back away while you still can," said Brian smartly.
"She's not my girlfriend!"
"I'm not his girlfriend!" Jake and I yelled at the same time.
"Mmhhmm, I'm sure," Brian crossed his arms.
"Look, we're practically brother and sister," I said while letting go of Jake's arm.
"That never stopped people in Alabama," said Brian with a smirk on his face.
"Don't be racist!" Alicia protested.
Brian, with his arms still crossed, leaned on one side to look past Jake and I at Alicia. 'Alabama isn't a race, you half-wit."
"That's it!" Jake exclaimed. He threw himself at Brian and the two of them tumbled over the treadmill behind Brian. A piercing whistle was blown by one of the goons but that didn't stop Jake and Brian from fighting.
Jake held Brian by his collar and was kneeling on top of him. He punched him several times in the jaw and a few times I his eyes.
Brian tucked in his legs and brought them through the gap under Jake and up against his chest. In a flash, he pushed Jake off of him by kicking him hard in the gut with both his feet. Contrary to his size, Brian was very strong and Jake went flying backwards. He smashed his head on the steal treadmill bar. "That's going to hurt in the morning," Brian huffed as he struggled to get up.
The goons finally reached us but the fight was over ; for now.
We were sitting outside again, and against Jake's better judgment, Brian was with us. Mem was in the tree again with Chris sitting at the base of it. Jake was laying down on the ground and Alicia, Brian and myself sat at the table. Shawn was sitting on the ground, desperately trying to eat something. He hadn't been eating properly since we had arrived, almost a month ago, and it was starting to catch up with him. He needed his strength if we were going to bust out of here soon. He decided to start with something small; an apple.
He squinted his face after taking a bite. "it's so-sweet and sour at the same time."
I sighed. "Shawn, do you remember what an apple is suppose to taste like?"
He nodded. "Yeah, why?"
"Well, concentrate on that and maybe it'll work," I suggested.
"You can't be serious," Shawn raised his eyebrow.
"It's worth a try," said Meme.
Shawn shrugged and took a bite; the look of concentration evident on his face. Then the strangest thing happened, I could taste apples in my mouth. My brain felt like it was spinning inside so I shook my head and held my hand against my temple, as if to stop the sensation.
"What is it?" asked Alicia.
"I don't know," I said when the taste was gone. "but for a few seconds, I could taste….Shawn, think of another flavour."
"Just do it!"
"Okay, okay," he said defensively.
I waited, and soon the taste of olives washed over my tongue. "Gross!" I coughed. "Shawn, why did you have to pick olives? I hate olives!"
"I wasn't thinking bout olives."
Jake sat up. "I was."
My head was spinning again but I managed to stand up, still holding my head.
"Chase, what's going on?" asked Chris who was playing with his lighter again.
"Ugh...I don't know."
"Can you taste what other people are thinking about tasting?" asked Jake.
"Maybe, maybe not, I don't know, I just don't know!"
"Calm down, Chase," Jake reached out to me.
"Where's Williams?" I sputtered. "Chris, find Williams!"
Chris nodded and touched the side of the building, again. After a few seconds he said "third floor, in his office."
"Let's go," I walked towards the door.
"But, Chase," Mem climbed out of the tree.
"No! I'm tired of being kept in the dark! I want to know what is going on, and I want to know now!" I slammed open the door and ran towards the stairs. I could son hear the sound of pounding feet behind me. Was it just me, or did the sound of it seem louder than usual? Maybe everything was just echoing in the halls.
Without waiting for them to catch up, I ran into the corridors and up the stairs, two at a time. Voices kept crawling around in my head.
Where is she going?
What's wrong with her?
Slow down, I can't run that fast.
Man she has a cute butt.
What's going on?
My head was spinning again. The smells of the hospital/ laboratory was getting stronger, the sounds were getting louder. I ran out into the halls of the third floor and more voices came in my head.
Yes, she is coming along nicely.
God, I hate my job.
Is it lunch time yet?
Where did I put my keys?
What are they doing up here? They are suppose to be outside.
I collapsed on the floor and slammed into a wall. Grasping my pounding head I cried out in anguish. The lights started to twitch on and off and I could feel the others come out of the stairwell, wondering what I was doing. But the pain wouldn't stop; it just got worse and worse. I screamed again, laid in fetal position and closed my eyes.
Simultaneously, all the light bulbs burst and the halls went dark.
Did the power just go out?
No! I didn't save the information to the hard drive yet!
I opened my eyes now and saw Jake and the others standing close by.
"Cheese and rice!" exclaimed Brian, "look at her eyes!" Later I learned that my normally green eyes were a glowing, ice blue colour, which really stood out in the darkness. My brain still hurt like you wouldn't believe, but I managed to turn and face Williams who had ran out of his office.
"Chase, what have you done?" he demanded.
"You tell me," I whispered, since that was all I could manage at the time.
"You took out the entire power of the building! Do you have any idea what kind of damage that can do?"
"What about the damage you did to me? To us?" I yelled and a few more doctors entered the hall to see what was going on. Suddenly, the pain seeped away like how milk is poured out of a carton. An even stranger sensation came over my eyes as they changed back to how they were. I took a deep breath, as though I had just been gagged and Brian rushed to my side.
"It's going to be okay," he whispered.
I looked up at him. "What just happened?"
I took a few steps back until I leaned against the wall in the dark hallway. I felt drained of energy.
"Chase, are you okay?" asked Jake.
All I could do was nod and hope that they were able to see me do this.
"You're not okay," said Brian, "you have no strength left." He pulled me away from the wall gently, putting my arm around his neck and his arm around my waist.
I tried to walk, but I fell over instead. Brian managed to catch me, but I had slipped into unconsciousness by then.
Low murmuring close by soon grew louder as little Chase awoke in the hospital room. She opened sleepy eyes but her parents were too busy arguing to notice. "Lynn, you locked her in a closet with no food and no water for two whole days! Of coarse I called child services on you!" "Why can't you just understand that it wasn't my fault? I'm a good mother, I really am, but I can't control this." "If you had been taking your medication, you would have had control!" "I have been taking my pills!" "No, you haven't! if you had, we wouldn't be in this mess right now." Now Lynn started to cry. "Please, Blake, don't let them take my Chase away. I can take care of her, I know I can." "She was never yours to care for in the first place," Blake said sadly." "Oh please don't drag Mel into this." "If Mel had been alive today to see how you were raising our child.." "I thought you were over your dead wife?" she asked bitterly. "Daddy?" Chase's voice crooked. Blake rushed to his daughter's bedside. "Hi honeybunch. How are you feeling? "How did I get here?" she asked sleepily. Blake looked at Lynn, Chase's step-mom. More tears flowed from her eyes and she ran out of the room.
"What's wrong with mommy?"
"What?" a voice asked beside me.
I opened my eyes to an unwanted familiar scene; my bedroom in this God-forsaken prison. Sitting next to me in a chair was Brian.
"How did I get here?"
"Well, Chase, when a man and a women love each other.."
I chuckled. "No, I mean"-
"I knew what you meant. Jake and I brought you up here. What did you mean by 'what's wrong with mommy'?"
"That's what you said when you woke up just now."
I reached up for my locket and looked around the room. "Oh, it was nothing."
"So….that was quite a scene back there," he changed the subject; he probably read in my thoughts that I didn't want to talk about it.
"You guess? Chase, you wiped out the power of the entire building!"
"How did I do that?"
"Beats me," he shrugged, "you feeling okay, though?"
I hope she's okay, I heard. I sat up and looked around frantically. "Who was that?"
"Who was what?" Brian raised an eyebrow.
"Someone just said 'I hope she's okay"
"Oh my god, Chase."
"You just heard what I thought."
"What do you mean?" I asked as Ali walked into my room.
"You can read minds, Chase," Brian continued.
"What!" Alicia and I said at the same time.
The seven of us were walking hastily down the hall in search of Williams.
"Now it's starting to make sense," said Mem.
"What is?" I asked as we turned a corner.
"You hearing that voice. It was probably just someone's thoughts."
"Williams thoughts…" I whispered. Time to pay, Williams…time to explain yourself.
Chase, I heard Brian in my head, just remain calm If you kill Williams, you won't get the answers you're looking for. How do you know I want to kill him? Chase... Right, the mind reading thing. Just don't do anything stupid. We passed by a few doctors and I could pick up on their thoughts clearly. There she is, the one that caused the power outage. Freaks!
I tried to ignore them as we walked past them, but it wasn't easy.
"He's close," said Jake. "I can hear him talking.
"I can hear him thinking," I said. "And I don't like it. He wants to start isolating us in smaller rooms…with maximum security."
"Why?" Ali nearly shouted.
"Because we're getting too powerful to handle.." Brian said before I could.
Believe me, they hadn't seen nothing yet. Little did any of us, including myself, know that I was about to become even more powerful than ever imagined.
"Maybe we should forget about the interrogation and just leave this joint?" Shawn suggested.
"No way, I'm not leaving here till I have answers," I said as we came to the hall with Williams' office. His door was opened and the sound of talking could now be heard by those with "normal" hearing.
"How soon can you set this up?" I heard William ask.
"Maybe twenty four hours at least," a stranger's voice said.
"I guess that will have to do. These kids need to face some discipline."
"Maybe you need to face some discipline!" I shouted as I marched into his office.
"Chase," Jake said calmly.
I hushed him and looked at the man sitting across from Williams. "You. Out."
The man, clearly intimidated, shot up out of his seat and hurried out of the room.
Chris shut the door after him and pulled a chair in front of it; to lock out anyone else trying to get in.
"Good morning, Williams," I said with a fake smile.
"It's the afternoon," he answered.
"Whatever, sit down!" I said when he started to get out of his leather chair. "Now, it was very nice of you to take my friends and I in and let us live here, but we're leaving whether you like it or not. But, before we do, you're going to answer some questions for us."
"I don't have to do anything you tell me to do," he glared at me.
I glared back and continued to speak. Williams started squirming in his seat slightly. "Yes, you will do what we ask. Or I will kill you."
"Ha! You really think you can kill me? You'll never get away with it, Chase. You never could do anything right. You were the slowest of the six to develop your power, which still is developing as we speak. You messed up your family, too. It was your fault your father left"-
"Shut up! You don't know what you're talking about!" Agh! I really wanted to stranger him then and there. A weird sensation came over my eyes, and to my surprise, Williams was pushed back further in his seat and his face started to turn red. When he started to choke, I looked at Brian. "What's going on?"
"I don't know…oh my…Chase, what are you thinking about right now?" Brian asked.
My eyes grew big. "About choking him…."
"Chase, your eyes are different again!" Alicia gasped.
"Chase stop! You're choking him with your mind!" Brian.