Violet's POV:

I wake in the infirmary, the second time in under two weeks. My head feels foggy and my vision is slightly blurred, plus I have a pounding headache. I sit up groggily, holding my head in my hands and massaging my aching temples when a voice clears their throat, gaining my attention.

A rather sheepish looking Jinxx, along with the other guys, (not including Andy) surround my hospital bed, all looking somewhat worrisome. "Sorry," Jinxx mumbles, scratching the back of his head nervously, "I kinda had to knock you out."

I frown, my memory disoriented, but it seems believable. "It's okay. I probably deserved it," they chuckle at my comment, "but um, why did you exactly have to drug me?"\

Jinxx winces at my bluntness and Ash takes over, stepping forward, "you wouldn't let anyone near you. I think you maybe had a bad reaction to a memory from your imprisonment, and we didn't really know what to do. Sorry."

I wave off their apology and swing my legs over the side, ignoring my aching brain, and I hesitantly spring to my feet, anxious to keep moving.

"Whoa, where do you think you're going?" Ash tsks, pushing me gently back onto the mattress, but I am quick to get back on my feet. "Out,", I answer, tugging my boots on and running a hand through my messy hair. "Where's 'the Prophet'?" I ask, sarcasm lacing my voice, hiding the exhaustion.

Jake shrugs, "meetings or something. "

A sly grin begins to form on my face as realization strikes me. With Andy out of the way, I could surely get away from these grounds, maybe make my way to F.E.A.R, free the captives, become a hero. And maybe take down William if I get the chance. Oh who the hell am I kidding, I'll make time for stabbing that bastard though the heart.

CC frowns at my expression, moving so he's blocking the exit, I don't like that look. Stop looking like that, and stop thinking while you're at it."

"What look?" I cry out in mock confusion, placing my hands irritably on my his and giving him a stern look that could melt steel.

He shifts uncomfortably under my intense gaze and eventually cracks, moving out of my way and I flash him a flirtatious smile, making him blush ever so slightly. "Well boys," I drawl out dramatically, "thanks for saving my ass and all, but I am a very busy girl, I've got stuff to do. See you all later!" I call as I leave the room.

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I'm thankful that I had Ash give me a basic tour earlier, a it makes this easier.

I smile as the shiny metal seems to almost reflect my sinister grin, and I pluck up weapon after weapon, deciding on them. I settle on four throwing knives, which I ceremoniously strap to my inner thighs and under arms, and a small pistol fully loaded attached to my hip for good measure. I'm not really anticipating a huge fight.

I pull my hair back into a tight ponytail and change into clothes suitably for combat: a fitted grey tank-top and black legging paired with my worn combat boots. Then I head off to the garages where I'll hopefully be able to steal a vehicle that isn't too flashy or noticeable. I smile when I see the lonesome motorcycle leaning against the far wall, tucked into the corner. I swiftly pull the helmet on, before clambering onto the huge bike, and it revs to life beneath me.

This will do, I think to myself, smiling as I test the engines, before heading off into the night.

My time on my own gave me the opportunity to quickly memorize routes and maps, along with locations and other thing such as that. Because of this, I am able to find the entrance to the city within a matter of minutes. Due to the late hour, the usual guards watching the gates into the city are either absent or too tired to really pay attention, both which help me. Before I know it, I'm standing before the massive buildings the lead into F.E.A.R's head quarters, my old prison, William's home and office, and most of all, those poor captives torture house.

I smile to myself as I hide the bike in a dark alleyway, tucking the keys into my bra for good measure. Then i do a quick survey of the walls, using one of my knives to dislodge a air-vent, before crawling into the small metal airway. In my head, a mental picture of F.E.A.R's building plan guides me past turns and keeps me going, to where I remember the hostage chambers were.

I come across a rickety vent in the floor of the metal tube, and i chew my lip anxiously; this leads to my cell, I remember hurdling crumbled pieces of stone towards the very vent, hoping to cause some damage, and I was somewhat successful. Enough to help me now, not then.

I swiftly open the vent, and pop my head down, searching for life. It's empty.

I frown, but lower myself down anyways, the open cell gate taunting me from my time here. I do my best to muffle my footsteps as I make my way down the long corridors, every so often making either a sharp turn or pausing to listen for screams of pain, but there is nothing.

And then there is a scream. I flinch at the ear piercing sound and start off in that direction, straining my ears to hear any transmissions or screams.

I reach the chamber that has haunted my dreams the longest, the room where I watched them butcher my baby sister without mercy, the room where they whipped me until I could feel the burn of the whip in an unconscious state. the room where I was left alone for about a month, my only comfort, the familiar sound of F.E.A.R's victims screaming their final scream.

But there is no one in here. And the moment I step through, my legs trembling, an all-to familiar buzz begins, signalling the start of a transmission.

We expect the battle for humanity is about to begin. Within each uprising, a fake sense of safety will ignite in you, and unseen shadow slip from doubt towards those who protect, and defend you. But let the thoughts slip away, and remain calm, stay close to F.E.A.R. only we can protect.

I freeze as it ends, and I whirl around just in time to see guards closing in.

Notes

Gone_girl here again! I loved this chapter!
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