Before you read I wanted to say I'm so so sorry it took me ages to update. It was just that it was the holidays and I was dealing with stuff and it just completely went out of my head. I promise I will go back to updating every week or so now. But I am very sorry :s
Anyway hope you enjoy the chapter and as always sorry about any scruffy parts or mistakes.
A few minutes after the guys had left; I had sat down and was once again reading the book Jet had gotten me. I couldn’t concentrate on the book though; I had barely read a page as I could not stop thinking about Party, again. I was glad I had gotten to speak to him finally and that he’d actually listened. I wanted him to know that I still cared about him even if we couldn’t be together, I had decided that a friendship with him would be good and that I needed to mend the bond. It would have been awkward if me and Party were always giving each other odd glares and never talking to one and other. Also I had enjoyed Party’s company before all the kissing, not that I hadn’t afterward but I still wanted to keep the friendship, that is, I guess, if he wants to keep the friendship. I sighed. Everything was so confusing; it seemed to be so hard for me to not like Party even though my mind seemed set on it. I wanted Frank to be happy, that I knew, but being with Party was all I could think about. I don’t know why I felt such a strong passion for Party; I mean I barely knew the guy and I’d known-
“You know that book won’t read itself.” A sadly familiar voice said making me jump out of my seat and drop the book. “You do have to turn the pages.” I looked up and saw Dr D sat there in his wheelchair, a smug smile placed on his lips. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked angrily as I got up. He rolled over toward me, making me a little scared and to step back from him a little. Even though Dr D seemed small in his chair he was still extremely intimidating. Shaking slightly I watched as he bent down and picked up my book handing it to me. Pushing the book into my hand a little too hard he pushed me over, so I was back on the sofa sat down. He put his hands on his knees and looked into my eyes with slight disgust and it seemed amusement, probably at my fear. “We need to talk.” I gulped slightly as the words left his mouth; I just wanted him to leave. That’s when it hit me, the reason Dr D had given up so easily on the radio before about talking with me was because he knew with the boys gone he could just come here without any trouble and question me anyway. I shivered at my deduction, but I didn’t have to talk to him if I didn’t want me it’s not like he was gonna threaten me. “I don’t want to talk.” I said as strongly as I could still sat down, trying to stand my ground. “But I do and it will help us out, all we need is information on BL/ind and then we’ll leave. Promise.” I looked at him confused.
“We?” I asked since he was the only one here apart from me. Then he shook his head in dismissal of my enquiry and said “You know I’m not the bad guy here, I’m trying to help get rid of BL/ind forever. I was one of the first rebels, I took out a lot of BL/ind bases,” he started to get a little worked up and I could see anger rising in his eyes. Slowly I started to walk further away from him to avoid his outrage, “I was a hero! I am still! So just tell me what you know!” At this point he was basically yelling at me and had reached me again. He pushed me down making me hit my head on the wall which was now behind me. My head started throbbing and I raised my hand to hold the part of my head that was now aching. “TELL ME!” He screamed. Everything was a bit blurry but I could still make him. I wondered why he was getting so worked up about all this; I guess he just wanted to be a hero again. I started to feel a little sorry for him but that definitely soon disappeared. Bringing me back into reality a little more was someone grabbing my arm and hauling me up. I turned and saw a very pale girl with frizzy short white hair, pulling me into the middle of the room. The girl looked very unusual and almost unrealistic, but I just shook it off; the main thing on my mind was terror right now. As Dr D rolled over toward us, now looking calmer, the girl pushed me onto my knees and put something cold and metal to my head. It was a ray gun. Suddenly I got an overwhelming sense of déjà vu, as memories of Korse doing the same flushed over me. My first initial reaction was that I was so incredibly scared as there was no one here to save me, but then I thought why would Dr D kill me? He needed me for information didn’t he? Feeling a bit more confident I voiced my thoughts. “You won’t kill me.” I said still a bit shaky. “You need me.”
He laughed at first, surprisingly and stated “You are a clever one aren’t you?” He nodded toward the girl behind me and I felt the gun move from my head and heard it be put away. I let go of a breath I didn’t know I was holding and let myself relax a little more, but not totally as I was still in the presence of Dr D. “Look I’m gonna level with you, I don’t know why you’re getting so defensive. All I want to know is stuff like are there any more of you, how do Dracs become Dracs, why do they become Dracs, what are Korse’s plans? You don’t have to tell me any personal stuff.” I sighed seeing more reason now, but I still didn’t want to give information to a dummy like him. If I was going to tell anyone anything like that it would be one of the guys. I shook my head at him and said “I still don’t want to tell you.”
He growled and said “I don’t care what you want or what you don’t; this isn’t about you. This information could save us all and get rid of BL/ind forever. You don’t understand that what you know could give us the secrets we need to destroy them forever, you mutant bastard!” I cringed at the insult and looked down at the ground thinking about his words. He was right, my knowledge could do all that. But I wasn’t being selfish, I would tell someone that information and then they could tell him the information. I just didn’t want to give him the pleasure of seeing me give in. I always knew I would tell someone this stuff. But maybe I was coming off as a self-centred bitch for not telling him and maybe the guys would think the same, I sighed, I wasn’t being selfish I was trying to be strong in front of someone that scared me for basically the first time in my life. I looked back up to seeing him looking at me; waiting impatiently. “I won’t tell you but I could tell one of the g-” He cut me off saying. “No tell me, tell me now. Or you’ll never know what could happen.” He said smirking as he picked up Frank’s new jacket, which he had left here, and dusted off some of the sand. I got his message and said frightened a bit more, “You wouldn’t.” He laughed that pathetic insulting cackle again and sneered “Oh I would.” I huffed shakily, seeing him smile genuinely as he knew he’d just hit my weakness. “I could do so many things to him, you could watch me-” He started poking the wound harder now knowing where it was, but I cut him off. I couldn’t sacrifice Frank for my pride. I let out a long breath and said “The Dracs volunteer to become Dracs, only men are allowed.” I start, looking down, not giving him the satisfaction of seeing my weak eyes give in. “They have to be a certain age, I don’t know how old but yeah. They recruit a few every 2 months about. They’d get them together and send them into my cell. To turn into Dracs they would have to,” I took a deep breath trying not to look at arms and focusing on the floor. “They’d have to drink…drink some of my b-blood. The mutated blood would go into their blood stream and turn them into Dracs. It wouldn’t happen straight away and some even died after the first drinking; not everyone was strong enough. The more b-b-blood they drank from me the more Drac-like they would get, basically the stronger they would get. But they would also get less aware of themselves and after the registered amount of d-drinks they wouldn’t be able to think for themselves and only follow orders, obviously from Korse and The Woman.” I took in a deep breath proud of myself as I had been able to keep in the tears. I looked up, now feeling a bit stronger and saw Korse and the girl stood there smiling. The girl that I could now see in full was wearing a short black dress and knee high black boots that contrasted well with her hair, she also was holding a notebook which she was writing probably in the information I had just given. Obviously noticing my staring, Dr D said “Don’t mind Rocket she’s a droid, she’s just my assistant.” Oh ok she was a droid, I’d never met one before but they were meant to be so like people that you couldn’t tell they were robots, I guess that was right, she’d fouled me. “Anyway why do the Dracs wear the masks?” Dr D asked sounding quite excited. I looked down again and answered saying “Well some people don’t react well to being mutated into vampires, as I said some die but other just get really badly deformed. They wear the masks to cover it, but some don’t really react badly to the change and just wear the masks so that all Dracs look uniform.”
Now just shooting the questions at me he asked “Surely you can’t change all the Dracs we’ve seen how many there are, they must be more like you.” I shook my head.
“No I’m the only one. Before me there were others but they still had perfected you know making our blood how it is, so they all died. And not all the Dracs d-drink directly from me only the ones that are going to be high up in ranks. The other Dracs drink blood that just gets taken from me from like needles and stuff. But I think some also get fed artificial blood that can mutate them into Dracs too, but I’m not sure about that.” I finished, taking in another deep breath, trying to keep myself together.
“Do the Dracs have any weaknesses?” He shot another question at me.
I nodded “I know that they’re gums are very sensitive because of the teeth and that they’re heads are very sensitive as well but they wear the masks which are also ray gun proof and stuff.” I was saying everything very fast now; wanting to stop.
“What’s Korse’s plan?” He asked me again bluntly, smiling extra wide at this question.
“I don’t know.” I answered honestly, I was never told stuff like that. I was simply a plaything really. I cringed at my thought and slumped down a bit more. Dr D just sighed and sternly said “Tell me, Ambriella.” I gasped and looked up shocked. How the hell did he know my real name? I never ever liked being called that and only my family knew that that was my real name, I was always called Amber, I don’t even think Ambriella was even on any of my records apart from my birth certificate. How could he know about my name? But trying not to show my shock too much I simply stated again. “I don’t know. They never told me stuff like that, I swear.” He stared at me for a bit, not believing me but why would he think I’d stick up for Korse and lie. Then he looked confused but then his small little brain must have figured it out as he said “Fine, I believe you. But if I find out you’re lying your brother will be worse than dead.” I shook a little at his statement but nodded letting him know I understood. “Good, well thank you very much princess, you’ve shed a lot of light on this subject. I’ll be seeing you again soon.” He fake smiled as he patted me on the head and rolled out, with Rocket following stiffly behind. Once they were out of sight and I heard a car engine start and then fade away. I let myself fall onto my back onto the floor. I was still shaking and think I was having a panic attack, as calmly as I could I tried to control my breathing and shaking. I crawled back up and put myself into a ball with my head pushed into my knees. I tried not to think about the events that had just happened and held my breath; this seemed to stop my shaking for a little. Then letting the breath out, as I was probably turning a bit blue I started to hum a song I remembered. I think it was called Remembering Sunday or something, I didn’t really know but I did know it was by the band All Time Low. I used to listen to this song before all this bullshit happened with BL/ind and then at the anniversary parties they used to play it, I remember most of the words to it. Once or twice at the parties I’d sang it with Brendon and Heidi, the guys I was friends with at the parties, they were so nice which was surprising because of their families being really important high up people in BL/ind. We always used to sing stuff together at the parties, it was fun and they both had amazing voices, I didn’t but it was the fun that counted. When I was at BL/ind the parties were the only fun I ever really got to have. Thinking of the only happy memories I had of my time with BL/ind, I had calmed down and was no longer shaking. Standing up slowly I got my balance and walked over the kitchen part of the main room and got out the cold water flask from the side cabinet. I drank a little making me feel better. I let out a sigh but then smiled a little at the fact I had managed to keep in the tears. I was proud of myself for standing up a little to him as well.
After a few minutes to myself, the guys burst in through the doorway. I looked round shocked to see them back already and heard Frank shout “Amber!” almost sounding relieved about something. I looked at him puzzled as he ran over and engulfed me in a bone crushing hug. I looked to the other guys for help and they all just shared the same relieved look as Frank. He let go of me asked “What happened? Did he do anything to you?” He held me by the shoulders looking me up and down for injuries. Then I got confused as I started to think he was talking about Dr D and I wondered how they found out about him. But just to make sure I looked at Frank as well as the other guys, who had moved closer to us and asked “Who?”
“Dr D, we just saw him drive past us as we were on our way back here.” Frank answered. Finishing off Jet said “We assumed he’d come from here.” For a moment a stood silent thinking about whether I should tell the guys about him coming here, but I think they really already had too much on their plates and didn’t really need this as well. I just said “Well he wasn’t here; I thought I’d heard a car engine go past but he didn’t come here.” I spoke as confidentially as I could while turning around and putting the cold water flask back in the cabinet, to avoid eye contact. I turned back round hoping to see they’d all bought my lie, but they were all stood there looking at each other unconvinced. But Jet gave Frank a look of some sort and Frank just sighed and said “Oh ok, well we’re just glad you’re ok.” I smiled at him and the other guys, happy they’d left it. They all smiled back and dismantled, starting to put away their ray guns and sort out any injuries. Just before Frank could walk off to do the same, I held his hand turning him to face me again and asked “Are all you guys ok? Is anyone hurt?” He turned back and smiled at me saying “No actually, it was a very small party of Dracs surprisingly but that’s probably why Dr D only sent us over there without back up. I mean a few of us got a few small hits, but when don’t we but no one’s in pain.” I smiled at him and hug him saying that I was glad. He then walked off and started to disarm like the other guys. Left alone I decided to go up onto the roof to get some air, I think I needed it. “Just going up to the roof. See you in a bit.” I said and fast walked to the stairs not bothering to listen to their responses. I walked up and sat down on the roof with my feet over the edge, looking over the landscape. I knew the guys had probably not bought my lie and that one of them would ask me later about it, but I was just glad that they had known to leave it until later. I don’t think I’d really want to tell the guys either but Frank and Jet would probably find a way to get the truth out of me. Unfortunately they were good like that. I sighed again, I noticed I’d being doing it a lot lately and wondered why, I was meant to be happy now I was away from BL/ind. I was happier but with my thing with Party something always seemed to drag me down. But Frank and Jet, even Kobra always made me laugh. They were good guys like that, so was Party but with the awkward vibe between us he wasn’t ever the one to make me laugh anymore which I kind of missed. Interjecting into my thoughts was the sound of the trap door opening and shutting, I turned round so that my back was facing the edge of the roof. I saw Jet stood there looking at me with one of those nice smiles of his. “You really ok?” he asked. I nodded saying “I think so.”
He nodded back and walked over, sitting next to me. “What happened really Amber?” See I knew one of them would. “Nothing.” I said sternly, really not wanting to make them worry. Then he gave a knowing look; I grumbled at him and looked down saying “Nothing happened.” He put his arm round me and said “I won’t tell Ghoul. I just want to know what happened to see if you really are ok.” I groaned at him again. I looked at him again and his almost puppy-dog eyes. Damn him. I guess he wouldn’t give up until I told him and if he didn’t tell the others I guess it would be ok. I hate it when he does this to me. “Fine you got me, but don’t tell anyone else, I don’t want them worrying and you either. I’m fine.” I took a deep breath and stood up thinking it would be easier if I was able to pace, as he said “Ok I won’t.”
“Well Dr D did come here. He came to ask me for information on BL/ind, that’s why he gave up so easily on the radio to Frank’s refusal to bring me to him. He knew he could just come here anyway with you guys gone. But anyway he asked me to give him information on Dracs and stuff and I refused, I didn’t want to give him information, because he’s a dick.” Jet giggled a little at that. “If he wanted information I would tell someone else and they could tell him. After what had happened last time I’d seen him I didn’t really ever want to talk to him again, let alone give him something helpful. But then he threatened to hurt Frank and I had to tell him. I couldn’t let Frank get hurt or k-k-killed because I‘m a selfish bitch. So I told him what he wanted to k-k-know and he l-l-left.” I let go of the breath I didn’t even know I been holding and stopped pacing looking to Jet. He got up and engulfed me in a hug, he said “Hey you’re not selfish, you’re amazing and so incredible for even trying to stand up to him.” I smiled at his words. “Don’t cry its ok. He won’t hurt you again we won’t let him.” I didn’t even realise I’d started crying but as soon as he mentioned it a sob left my mouth. I hugged him tighter and hid my head in his chest trying to make it stop; I didn’t want to cry again, ever. “What the hell did they do to you?” He asked quietly probably thinking I couldn’t hear him as I was held in his chest. He started rubbing my back and I felt much more calmed. But when rubbing my back I think Jet must have felt my scars as he started to carefully trace them with his fingers. He broke the hug and held me at arm's length by the shoulders. "Amber?" I knew what he was asking but I didn't I just couldn't. I fiercely pushed Jet away and ran to the hatch.
Song: Stay Away From My Friends by Pierce the Veil