It all began with a simple date...

Chapter 6

          "No what?" Father asked sternly but he didn't raise his voice. He only raised his voice when he was really angry and wanted to raise his hands on us.

         But us being test subjects, that wasn't allowed and he couldn't take advantage of that. Some how he was still allowed to torture us. So under the excuse of tests, he always managed to punish us and create the fear.

        "No Father..." Luke let out, letting his head low so he could roll his eyes, something our creator never caught.

        "Good!... Now as I was saying, it's good to see you both back and safe... and I have to say, I am very impressed that you have aced your test..." He says impressed.

        You give him a fake smile and Luke rolls his eyes again. Like that was something to be proud of.

          "So you have earned your rest and in two days, we start the small tests again.... It will be simple questioning and testing, nothing major. So relax!... Oh! I missed you both so much! I bet your mum would be proud of both of you..." He let out, faking every word as it rolled out.

          And with that anger starting to build up in me. He was pretending like all of this was normal. Like we were normal. Was he insane? Was he affected in the brains too? Had science gotten to him that fast?

          You felt Luke's hand on your shoulder, gesturing that you should calm down. You look at him and he gives one sharp nod.

         He could read your mind and he knew what would happen if you kept it in. To assure you your interpretation  of what his gesture meant, his voice came into your mind. 'Let it out, sweetie... We do not want the pulse to come out...'

       You see your Father turning away to walk out.

          "Father!" You shouted and he turned back with his brow raised. "Yes Father, I am talking to you!" You say bravely.

      You know that this simple gesture has earned the punishments and you do have the chance to stop it there instead of making it worse. But you didn't. You had to let out. The Pulse was a dangerous thing to let out.

        What is Pulse? Well, it is a sense of dark energy that radiates at the diameter of the intensity of the emotion carried by the one who contains this talent and it is very powerful and not something that should be taken lightly off.

          A power so strong and pulsating that you could feel the vibration of its after-effects. Mind you, it has the power and mind of its own. Once released, it would do anything to create a major havoc. Which makes it completely unreliable and unpredictable.

        That was one thing that made you super dangerous. And with that power, even the weakness that the lab is using couldn't stop.

         The difference, they didn't know it. You did. And you have been saving it for something big.

            "Why are you doing this to us?" You ask him softly but seemed like in pain. He still looked confused.

         "What am I doing?" he asked plainly, like he didn't give a f***. "Why are you acting like all of this is normal? You clearly know it's not. We get it! We are freaks!" You say sadly.

           You were right. You were never gonna be treated like a normal person. You and Luke are both still gonna be outcasts. You don't fit in the normal category of people.

            "No, Rochelle! You are not freaks. You are mart-" "You are martyrs for the generation of the future. Oh, cut that bull crap!" You yelled and he seemed to be shocked by your sudden outburst.

           "You call us your children and we, our father... But you are nothing but an a******! You can't even get my name right, for God's sake! If you were my father, you would at least get that right!" You just rambled on.

           Whatever was in your mind was just let out in front of him. "All those stupid tests and questioning...That wasn't supposed to be our lives! You turned us into this! Because of your stupid science-filled brain, we are leading our lives this way. In pain and in misery. And all we have is each other. Because of you, we do not know what normal even is. Because of you, we are stuck in this hell hole... You thought you were our father. But guess what you B******? You are not even close to it. If we even die tomorrow because of your stupid punishments and tests, you wouldn't give a f***. Even if it is by your hands... You know I'm disgusted by you and your mind set and I blame you for everything in my life... cause everything is wrong... except for Luke. He is the only reason why I'm even holding on." you finally let it all out and it felt so good. You felt free.

            Suddenly you realise that the whole time Luke's arms were around your waist hugging you. At first you didn't understand why but then later it clicked.

       You must've felt the wave of anger passing through you that you must've wanted to strangle Father.

        Wait, you are not even gonna call him that. His new name will be B******. It suits him.

        And screw punishments, you were tired of being the little good girl for so long. And now she is dead and gone. The b**** had come alive and she is gonna whip any asses that comes in her way.

            B****** who was so shocked just turned and walked away after murmuring something. He said "After the tests, your punishment awaits." And the scared cat ran away.

            You turn to Luke, facing him. His hands were still on your waist. And your hands rest on his chest. "You did a good job, I must say!" He compliments. "Why, thank you Mr Connors!" You accept it with a flirtatious smile.

         "And for the first time I'm punished because of you... I hope it can make it up for all the times I put you through it..." And it cracks a smile of amusement on your lips. A small amount of silence spent.

       "I've gotta to tell you something...Soon we are escaping... Again!" You whisper excitedly. "What? No, we can't do that!" You narrow your eyes at him. "And why not?"

          "Because..." Your brow rose questioningly. "We'll I'm scared... If they catch us again, we will go through a series of new found torture... And I don't think I'm ready to let you go through it." He admitted softly and in pain even under the thought of that happening.

         "No, we can and will escape and we are not getting caught this time... I have the Feeling..." You convince him as your eyes shine with new hope radiating out of them. He looks at you unsure.

           "Is the feeling strong?" he asks and you nod. "How much?" "Very!" Then he smiles. "Then soon I guess we are... but we are not breaking apart..." "Yeah, we are not!" You agree.

             "Promise?" "I promise!" And with that you both embrace under the camera whose lens focused only on you too.