Judgement 8 (Subject Alpha #1)

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But he continued with his tirade.
    “They wired us up!” he hissed vehemently, spit spraying my face. “They tortured us until every single hair on our bodies was fried, our brains humming with the static racing through our bodies. They made us watch our friends take volt after volt until they couldn’t stand up!” He leaned further into me, his face an inch from mine. “And when we didn’t comply, they beat us until even our broken bones broke.” His eyes raked my body as his lip tilted with disgust. “Look at you, you’ve never been beaten in your life! You have no idea!”
    My heart rate peaked, my breathing shallow as he persecuted me for my mother’s sins.
    “Your mother didn’t break you, she birthed you. But the rest of us paid for your luxuries. We took the torture for you, little girl, while you sulked and demanded a rest until your twenty-first birthday! So don’t you dare assume I have to share anything with you.”
    He made the mistake of resting his forehead on mine. He whipped backwards so hard, his body punched through an adjoining wall, the cheap plasterboard proving no barrier against the storm of my rage. Dust and debris poured into the room as my skin crackled with anger.
    I took a few steps until I stood above his shocked body, his eyes as wide as his mouth. “While I sulked and demanded a rest? How fucking dare you! You have no idea. You think you had it hard, Reid?”
    “Elina,” Jonah spoke softly when he saw my skin crackle and my hair lift around my head like a halo.
    “Move, Jonah, before I hurt you by accident.” I was aware that for the first time, I had control. I’d never felt like this before, empowered, hungry to deliver pain and justice. I wanted Reid to hurt just as much as his words had hurt me. I flicked my fingers when they twitched, a flash of electricity spitting from them and a jolt of pleasure firing up my arms.
    “Do you have any idea how many times my heart has stopped? How many times I cried at the pain only for the tears to scald my eyes and forge my eyelids shut? How many times I have screamed in pain when my mother not only plugged me into the nearest outlet but even took me to electric fences and wired my fingers to it, my skin melting into the metal while I was subjected to a current that could fry the biggest animal?” The tears fell, burning and cooking the flesh of my cheeks as my fury morphed into energy. “But you know the worst thing? It was not being dead after every single one. It was waking up every time knowing I was only breathing so my own mother could create a puppet. You say you lost friends, and I believe you, but don’t ever think I never lost as well. I’ve lost friends . . . people I have loved so dearly that I offered up my own life for them, Reid.” I screwed my eyes closed as Lettie’s pleading wet eyes filled my head and my heart.
    He clambered up, his hands reaching towards me. “Elina.”
    “Don’t,” I whispered. The power feeding my system was delivering so much pain to my body I was frozen to the spot, the matrix of my blood system not accommodating blood but concrete energy. My heart rate tripled, forcing the thick substance to feed my strength as my brain sharpened and my lungs cleared.
    I let my head fall back as a scream tore from me. I fought with everything inside me to release it before I killed him. The battle inside was intolerable as I refused its need to create anarchy. What the fuck was happening to me?
    The hairs in my ears vibrated as my nostrils picked up a chemical aroma. My head snapped to the side, my eyes narrowing on the window.
    Reid followed the direction of my attention, his brow furrowing.
    “Move,” I breathed as I took a step back. Reid and Jonah continued to stare both at me and the window. “Move back,” I repeated slowly.
    “Elina?” Jonah whispered.
    I narrowed my eyes, concentrating on the hum in my ears, the robotic buzz sounding like a swarm of wasps conversing. The sound intensified

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