Ashlynn's POV-

I walked out of my room and slowly walked around the whole house to see what was going on.

I put a silencer on my guns and stayed on high alert for any commotion or movement.

After two minutes of wandering around, I ran into a few guards, all wearing the same uniform I was forced to wear when I went on missions for that god's forsaken organisation.

And, they all had that infinity tattoo on their wrists.

I have that as well, but have covered it up with another tattoo.

One of the guards lunged towards me and went in for a punch.

All I had to do was get out of the way, and he was on the ground.

I rolled my eyes and shot him right between the eyes.

Then, I turned towards the other three guards and raised my eyebrows at them suggestively, as if saying to try and attack me.

Two of them started firing their guns at me while the third one came up behind me, trying to sneak up.

Keyword- trying.

When he was right behind me and about to slice my throat, or atleast that's why I think he was planning on doing because he had a knife in his hand- I elbowed him right in the neck, disabling his windpipe for a few moments.

Once he catched his breath, he also took out his gun, still behind me and swearing loudly about how I'll pay for hitting him.

I sighed dramatically and tossed him over the shoulder.

Even though he was much taller and stronger compared to my 5'4 height, it was pretty easy to do that.

These people had no knowledge of techniques.

After getting bored and remembering that I had to go further, I used him as a human shield and shot the other two right in the chest, instantly killing them.

I shot the one I was using as human shield as well, even though he was already dead because well- like I said- I was literally using his as a human shield from all those bullets.

Then I headed towards the living room and then the library.

I ran into a few guards on the way, but easily killed them all and moved on.

I heard some screams coming from the other side of the house, where everybody was.

But before I could reach the banquet hall, a gas mixed with some chemical was leaked into the vents and was filling up the whole house.

Shit.

I didn't exactly know what the gas was, but had a pretty good Idea what it did.

Damn it why don't I have my mask with me right now.

I had to make sure Chris gets out as well. You've gotta be shitting me right now.

I tried to cover up my nose with my jacket, and not breathe in any air but it was of no use.

After a few minutes of trying to find Chris and getting out of here, I eventually blacked out.

A few hours later, or I don't know how much time later, considering I didn't have a watch, I woke up in a dark cell with no windows and one heavily guarded door.

My hands were cuffed in tight handcuffs and even if I dislocated my thumb, it'd be hard to get them out.

I looked around and found 2 cameras in the cell along with one microphone.

There was a metal chair built into the ground in one corner of the cell with chains hanging from the wall beside it.

There was only one source of light in the cell, which was the light coming from the little window -or more like hole- in the door and from under the door.

I had my suspicion, but it was confirmed when I ran my hand along the back wall of the cell.

It had the same engraving me and Ace carved on it years ago.

Always and Forever.

(Yes I love the originals)

It confirmed that this was indeed the cell I lived in when I was at this hellhole.

I checked myself for any weapons, but didn't find any.

I also didn't have my phone or my watch.

I scanned the whole room, trying to find any sort of escape or anything that might help me.

The chains could be useful, but they were attached to the wall and trying to take them out would make too much noise.

In the end, I came up with absolutely nothing and to be honest, wasn't even that shocked.

I mean I was at this place for 7 years, so if there was any slight possibility of getting out of here, I would have already tried it.

Well, I used to have one plan, but we already pulled it off and they won't be stupid enough to not keep me in check this time. Also, that plan took like six months to pull off and it worked so...

But I don't have six freaking months right now.

After looking over the room one more time, I finally sit down, with my back to the wall, trying to figure something out. .

All the memories wanted to flood my brain once again but I shut them out.

After taking a deep breath and calming myself down, I was about to try and get the chains, which was my last option, the door cracked open and strong white light flooded into the room, making me squint my eyes.

After my eyes adjust, I finally saw William standing there, with an evil grin plastered all over his face.

I visibly stiffened and knew exactly what was coming.

"I hope you remember your room" he said intimidatingly while walking towards the chair and motioning to the guards.

"Well I have a good memory" I replied, acting as if this is the most normal thing.

It's not. But I don't know what else to do other than to annoy him.

"What you pulled off two years ago, I have to say it was pretty impressive. Nobody could have seen that coming. But now, welcome back to your home sweet home" He exclaimed, with a sickly sweet smile.

That smile was the only smile in the universe that I feared.

The only smile that was creepy enough to send a shiver down my spine.

I shrugged that feeling off and kept my face void of any emotion.

When he looked at me and saw that I wasn't planning on answering him, he continued.

"So, where were you all this time?" He asked, in a deadly calm voice.

Paradise. I thought to myself.

I gave him my deadliest glare. He looked a bit take back but quickly covered it up with a laugh.

He looked more amused than scared and the thought alone was enough to piss me off.

That's when it hit me, that CHRISTOPHER WAS ALSO PROBABLY HERE RIGHT NOW.

"Staying silent huh? Just like I tought you my little kitten" he said, with a smirk that made me wanna punch him hard enough for his teeth to fall out.

If this was under any other circumstances, I would have been scared shitless when he called my by that nickname.

But I wasn't scared anymore. All there left was rage.

Rage for what he did to me all those years, and rage that he most likely had my father right now and had the audacity to come and talk to me like that.

I got up and walked towards him, with my fists clenched, ready to take down this motherfucker.

But before I could even take a swing, a guard came up behind me and tried to drug me, so I punched him instead.

After that, all the guards came rushing into the cell after hearing the screams of the guard I just punched.

I rolled my eyes. These people are worse than children.

All the guards pointed their guns at me and I sent them a look which clearly gave away how pissed I was.

Some of the put their guns away in fear while the others took a step back and gulped audibly.

"Tsk tsk tsk put the weapons down my friends. I wanna save the fun part for myself." William said in a sing-song tone.

Then, two of the guards came over and grabbed me by my each arm.

"I know how to walk. Idiots" I muttered irritatedly.

They pushed me down on the chair and tied me to it with the Chains.

I wanted to do something, but my hands were cuffed and couldn't do anything about it.

After that, William motioned for all the guards to get out and after they did, he took out a knife, keeping it on my throat teasingly, but not hard enough to draw blood.

"So why don't we start with you telling me where my best friend is?" He asked in a sweet yet terrifying voice.

He was talking about Nathan ofcourse. He was still at our mansion in the torture chambers.

"Or we could start by you telling me where my father is" I replied in the same tone.

I saw his eyes darken and he pressed the knife deeper, enough to draw blood and hurt like a bitch, but not enough to Kill me.

He kept stabbing me in different places to get an answer out of me, but I kept my mouth shut and only replied with sarcastic comments.

I'm guessing he didn't appreciate that because then, he moved onto the flaming hot dagger.

Now you know where I learned all those torture techniques from and knew exactly what hurts the most.

He kept the red hot dagger right in front of my eyes, as if tempting me to speak up.

But I can't tell him what he wants to know. I WON'T tell him what he wants to know.

That would mean to reveal my identity. And if this guy knew who I was and who my friends were, I have a good feeling things will go downhill for us.

"Well, if you're not gonna answer then" and with that, he stabbed the dagger right into my shoulder blade.

Right in the place where he'd stab me with the thing every time I did something wrong back when I lived here.

That hurt like a bitch. But I didn't scream and kept my mouth shut for two reasons.

First one being that I didn't wanna give him the satisfaction that proves he's hurting me.

Second, the more noise I make, the worse the punishment.

It was a rule here.

When I didn't budge, he stabbed me a few more times and I tried my best to focus on anything but it.

I tried to loose consciousness but he already injected me with the syrum that will prevent me from passing out.

After a beating like this, anybody will wanna give in to just stop the pain.

I almost wanted to do that as well. Almost.

But I didn't ofcourse. I didn't make a single sound and kept my face blank.

In reality though, it felt like I had just been hit by group if elephants, dinasours whatever, been dragged under a train for like a thousand miles and then been set on fire.

So yeah, basically, I was in pain. And it was BAD.

After a few more slaps and kicks, he sighed and walked out the cell, after saying he'll be back, slamming the door shut behind him.

I got out of the chair and went to sit down on the floor, but regretted it the moment I stood up.

Bloody pain shot up in my leg and I almost fell backwards, but regained my balance with the help of the chair.

Now I have like 20 stab wounds on me and I can't walk. Not to mention I have zero weapons and absolutely no way of contacting anybody.

Even my friends don't know where I am and I'm completely out of ideas.

Great.

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Heyyyy!

Y'all, I wanna ask one thing.

How do you want the biologicals to react when they find out about Ash's true personality?

Like I need suggestions!!

And yes, they're close to finding out!! (wink wink)

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~Angel.