Date: Sun, 12 Aug 2012 23:31:55 +0100 From: Jordan Edwards <joopfic@hotmail.com> Subject: Giagm 7 Disclaimer: All character, situations and circumstances are completely fictional and bear no resemblance to any person living or dead, or any Event. The author reserves the right to reproduction of the stories without his express consent. *************************************************************************** JORDAN God I'm dumb, I should've just stayed with the group, but what else was I supposed to do, let Max get killed? I couldn't just stand there I had to try, I hope he's okay, I hope they all are. The black smoke had dissipated and had been replaced a tall man wearing a tattered suit and a white metal mask over his face, oily tangled hair was sprawled across his forehead he took a step forward towards me, I backed away into a stone-hard surface. I watched as he smiled grotesquely revealing revolting `teeth' -- seriously, what was it with these people and hygiene. His arm raised which started to have smoke shroud around it and drew a rectangle in the air in front of me and left the room. I stepped forward to where he had drew the smoky shape and cautiously looked around for guards, nope, nothing. I lifted my right foot and stepped forward which was met with agonizing pain, a rectangle of smoke which touched the walls came more visible. Whilst trying to cope with the over-whelming pain in my right foot a tendril of smoke stretched from the shape and slithered around my body spreading the pain throughout it. I'm going to die, I'm going to die. That was all that was running through my head as it curled around my neck and forced me into unconsciousness. *************************************************************************** "Jordan! Jordan!" said a familiar voice, I peered into the distance to see Sarah standing in a spotlight surrounded by complete darkness. "Sarah?!" thank god you're here, please get me out" I pleaded but it's as if she couldn't hear me. "Jordan! Jordan!" Sarah shouted louder. "Sarah?" I continued presuming I wasn't loud enough "thank god you-" no more words would come out, I watched as she shouted my name again and again getting louder and louder before fading away. I opened my eyes but someone was still saying my name, I was laid on a hard metal table wearing only my boxers with my legs, arms and neck secured to it with solid metal clamps, all that was visible was the stone ceiling with water dripping off sharp stalagmites. "Jordan! Jordan!" this voice wasn't Sarah saying my name anymore, someone was crouched by the table I was led on and whispering in my ear, I angled my head trying to avoid the whispers from whoever was crouched next to me. "Aha! You're awake, finally, I didn't think you'd ever wake up, you really took that gift of smoke badly, it's okay, it's nothing to be ashamed of, everyone has something their body just hates getting ripped apart by. The voice sneered as he paced around the room. "Oh, and happy birthday Jordan, we've been waiting for this just as long as you have" god could he be anymore creepy? A flame appeared and floated in the palm of his hand which shone light on his crusty sharp nails. He lifted his hand and uncurled his fingers causing the fire to spread to surrounding small beacons around the walls of the prison, and I've got to say, I preferred it dark. The thing was now clearly visible creepily smiling in the corner, instead of a nose and eyes, he had thin dark slits and his lips where dead-blue upon pale- skin. "What nice eyes you have" I taunted, feeling a little brave, which is strange considering I'm chained to a table with a thingy in the corner looking like im it's next meal. He snaked towards me until his face was inches from mine. "All the better for seeing with my dear" he laughed as he backed away and wandered by a nearby table. "I'd love to have a little chinwag with, but a certain someone is getting their abilities in the few hours, and you have a very important choice. "A choice?" I asked optimistically, honestly believing he'd be giving logical and fair options to me. "Well" he began "you can either have your life-force painfully extracted which will result in death" he paused and looked at me to see my reaction "or, we can convert you into one of us" "I vote for none of the above" I spat at him "A Giagm like you would be treated like royalty, and along with our help, have access to the most coveted dark abilities." I maintained an unimpressed face and said nothing. "It doesn't matter anyway; we're going with option 2" "Aren't I too good looking to be one of you ugly ass monsters?!" I yelled in fear of becoming one of them. "Sarcasm huh? You won't have much time to talk when the process begins" he smiled as he leant me. "Do you know how painful it is to receive your gifts?" he smiled. "It hurts a little" I repeated Max's words "but my body will get used to it" the man burst into fits of laughter, pushing his fists against the stone walls in an attempt to calm himself down. "Oh boy you're in for a rude awakening" he smiled "no wonder capturing you was so easy, your guardians are either dumb or care too much about your precious feelings" okay, now I was scared, there wasn't enough time for everything to be explained to me, there was still so much I didn't know, for all that I knew he could be telling the truth. He left the room giggling to himself, as he stepped outside the smoke rectangle reappeared. Really? As if I'm going to be able to get out of these locks. I led there in silence for about an hour, I could hear groups of people laughing and fighting outside and quiet screams in the distance, what if they have other Giagm here. My breath began to grow heavy and I felt incredibly dizzy, my insides felt like they were being rejected by body. I screamed out in agony as I tried my hardest to push against the metal bonding me to the table but it was hopeless, waves of pain flushed over me over and over, hurting more each time. "Ah here we go!" the man said whilst walking back into the room "Excellent" he clapped. "Guards!" Two small men with hunchbacks quickly ran in with some equipment and put it next to me then scurried back out. "What is that" I forced out my mouth whilst trying to deal with the agony flowing through my veins. "This Jordan" he said as he walked next to it "is what we'll be using to turn you into one of us" he picked up a large blood bag filled with black liquid and hooked it up to some IV looking thing. Then using a needle forced into my neck. Honestly, the pain from a needle going into my neck was abysmal up to the pain I was feeling right now, I couldn't bare it any longer. Tears began to drop from my eyes as I writhed in pain whilst gritting my teeth together. He pressed a button on the machine and the black liquid began to flow through a tube and into my neck. "That's it, let the blood take over" he smiled. *************************************************************************** The next submission will be 2 chapters, I was going to do it with this one but I felt it'd be better to leave it on a small cliff-hanger. Thanks a lot for reading, I'm not too experienced with writing and I don't have an editor so I'm sorry if things are wrong but I'd be happy to take tips, suggestions and questions - you can email me at joopfic@hotmail.com.