𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘴 ~ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧

Chapter Thirty-Eight

"Ramona?" Steve's voice was faintly heard, not loud enough to break through to her. Her eyelids felt heavy, threatening to droop and shut at any given second if she didn't focus her energy on keeping them open. "Ramona."

Her body felt shaken, but she couldn't be bothered to pull herself out of her trance. She was tired. No. No, she was exhausted. She had been broken down. Tossed around and treated like trash. Like she was the scum of the earth they walked on. 

These past few days, if she could even call it that. Ramona had no way of knowing how long it had actually been. She had no way of knowing just how long she was strapped to metal table, left in a completely dark room. Almost as if she'd been blinded. The only indicator that she hadn't been, was when the searing white light would burn into her skull as the doors opened, followed shortly by soldiers with torture devices straight out of a horror movie piled in their arms. 

She found herself praying that the Russians would come back sooner everytime they left her covered in her own blood. At least while they were in the room, she wasn't surrounded by darkness. 

Ramona found herself pulling her eyes away from the demonic creature to look down at her hands. She became shaky as she found herself hyper-focusing on her empty nail beds. The longer she stared, the more painful it became. Flashbacksof the torturous pain she'd felt in those flooded her mind, drowning out any hope. Her fingers ached and throbbed, the memories embedding themselves in as she focused on the dried blood stains drip from her finger tips. 

"Ramona!" It was Robin's voice now. "Look at me, would you?" 

Steve shared a look with Robin, his eyes growing wide. He hadn't even noticed her hands before, let alone her missing nails. Which made him wonder what extent of the torture she'd gone through he actually knew. The very thought of that made him angry. The boy was filled with rage at what they could've done to her, and that he did nothing to stop it. 

He wanted to watch them burn. He wanted to to be the one to do it. He didn't care if it made him a bad person, he wanted each and every one of those sick bastards to pay for what they'd done. For what they put her through. He wanted to watch every single one of them suffer, and he wanted them to suffer every single day for the rest of their miserable, God-forsaken lives. 

And then, then Steve wanted them to burn in hell. 

~~

"Dusty-bun, you copy?" A feminine voice broke through the radio static.

"I copy, Suzie-Poo." Dustin' familiar voice followed the unknown girl's. "It sounds much better now, thanks."

"Suzie." Steve breathed out in realization, a short and shocked laugh leaving his lips at the realization of who the mystery girl was. 

"Okay, so, listen." Dustin continued. "Do you know Planck's constant?"

"Do you know the Earth orbits the sun?" She countered.

Dustin snickered lovingly as Ramona managed to pull her eyes away from her hands to look at the radio. "Okay, so I know it starts with two sixes, and then a.. a... what is it?"

"Okay, let me be clear on this. I haven't heard from you in a week, and now you want me to tell you a mathematical question that you should know so you can save the world?" Disbelief shined clearly through the girl, Suzie's, voice.

"Suzie-poo, I promise, I will make it up to you as soon as possible. 

"You could make it up to me now." She suggested. 

"What?"

"I want to hear it."

"Not now." Dustin disagreed, his voice raising in pitch.

"Yes, now, Dusty-bun!" Suzie urged. Ramona rolled her eyes, muttering in Spanish under her breath.

"Suzie-poo, this is urgent. The fate of-"

"Yes, yes, you're saving the world. I heard you the first time." Suzie cut him off, "But Ged is also saving Earthsea, and he's about to confront the shadow. So this is Suzie signing off."

"Wait!" Dustin said suddenly. "Wait, wait.. Okay, okay, fine. Fine."

"Oh, no." Robin muttered under her breath, scrunching her nose up in worry.

"Turn around.. look at what you see, in her face, the mirror of your dreams." Dustin started. Ramona rose her eyebrows, shaking her head in disbelief as he continued. "Make believe I'm everywhere

Given in the light. Written on the pages, is the answer to a never ending story! Ah. Reach the stars. Fly a fantasy, dream a dream.. And what you see will be!"

Steve and Ramona shared a look with Robin as their synchronized voices crackled over the radio.

"Rhymes that keep their secrets will unfold behind the clouds. And there upon a rainbow is the answer to a never ending story! Ah! Story! Ah!"

"Planck's constant is 6.62607004."

"Lovely..." Ramona muttered, pulling her eyes away from the creature, "Awesome... So, uh, now what?"

"Now," Lucas started, shifting around to look at the trio, "Now we kill it."

{ A/n:  im sorry if this was bAd but,,, theres only like 2 chaps left and im sad :( }

{ Translations: let me go!, let me go! }

{ Edited: No }