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Behind Amber Eyes

We Won't Stop Breathing

"So you do know a way out?" Asked Ghoul, his voice laced with anticipation.

Lukas shrugged. "I know a possible way out and besides, you'll probably get killed anyway. It's safer just to stay in here and wait to make our move."

Ghoul frowned. He didn't like waiting there for something to happen. He'd much rather be causing he the commotion than being caught up in it.

"Suit yourself," said Ghoul, "I'm going." The short man stood up.

"You know you can go without me," smirked Luke. The taller man stretched his arms and sat back on the side of he bed. "If you want to escape,, you'll need someone who knows the ventilation system, and it looks like I'm the only one here who does."

"C'mon, I can't stand being in here for much longer. I have to find the others so we can finally get the hell out of here," whined Ghoul. Lukas rolled his eyes and started playing with his hands.

"And what about me? Do I just leave my life behind to become part of the resistance? Honestly, Frank. It's not just about you anymore. I have a life too."

"There's no need for a resistance when BLInd is gone," said Ghoul in a pleading tone. "Please, do it for Kobra."

Lukas opened his eyes wide and stood up quickly. Ghoul smiled in his head. He knew that Lukas had a thing for his friend.

"Fine, I'll do it, but only for Michael."

Ghoul sneered. "So how are we going to get up there?" He asked, pointing to the vent on the ceiling. Lukas furrowed his brow and started dragging the table from the other side of the room under the vent. Then, he jumped on the table, opened the vent and climbed inside.

"You coming?" He asked Ghoul. The short man climbed onto the table and jumped. He missed. He tried again and was once again unsuccessful.

"I can't," he wheezed, trying to catch his breath.

"Aw, c'mon!" Yelled Lukas. "Grab onto my hands if you have to." Lukas lowered his arms to Ghoul. Ghoul jumped and grabbed Lukas' hands - barely. With a lot of pulling up and struggling to get into the vent, Ghoul finally made it up and out of breath.

"What now?" He asked between breaths.

"We try not to get caught," answered Lukas as he lead the other man to his friends.
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Korse

"How were Mr. Way and Ms. McCoy?" Asked Korse, fiddling with a pen on his desk.

"Fine," answered the woman. "Mr. Way was shocked at first but of course, that's to be expected."

"Yes of course," answered Korse. "Before you go, can I ask you something?"

"Of course sir," answered the woman.

"There were two residents in room 110, correct?" The woman nodded. "That's what I thought, but there seems to be no one there."

"Impossible," spat the woman, "I made sure to lock the door after I left."

"But they are still gone," said Korse as he opened a drawer on his desk.

"I will send a team of dracs out immediately to search for them."

"Yes, that would be nice," he said, wrapping his fingers around the gun he had in his desk. "And one more thing." Korse stood up and shot the woman in the head. The wires in her head broke as she crumpled to the ground.

"Michael! Raymond! Pick this up and start up a new one."

"Yes sir," said the two as Korse silently sat down, importing himself into Ellie's mind.
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Harley

When Harley woke up again, she was gently tucked into the single bed that was in the white mind room.

"Party?" She called out, hoping that the unusual encounter wasn't just a dream.

"Finally," she heard a voice say. Harley smiled. He was really there, somewhere.

"Do you think you could get me out?" She asked. Maybe if she could escape the bindings, she could escape her mind.

"I can't," he said, "I'm chained down too."

Harley frowned. It was worth a try. She sat there, not speaking with Party, just wallowing alone in her mind space.

"Why did you lie to me?" Asked Party out of nowhere.

"What do you mean?"

"In the desert. You lied about knowing Dr. D, you lied about your name, you lied about everything."

Harley remembered then. She had hypnotized him, but it was for the greater good. She sighed.

"I was trained by Dr. D in combat and gun skills," she started. "When I ran away from home, he took me in and decided he would use me to kill Korse." Harley continued with the story. She told his about her failed attempt and how they were here then. She even mentioned the artificial human aspect.

"And that's why Korse can control you," said Party. Harley nodded.

"I need to tell you something, and your going to think I'm crazy."

"I've seen a lot of crazy," said Party.

Harley took a deep breath in. "I can't actually see you right now."

"What do you mean?" Asked Party. Harley bit her lip. How was she going to explain this to Party.
"My body is awake but my mind isn't," she said. "My conscience is trapped in this little room inside of my head, and I can't get out, not unless Korse let's me."

"Can Korse visit?" He asked.

Harley gulped. "Yes," she answered quietly. "He does come, and every time I wish I could forget it, but I can't, everything is too vivid."

"What does he do?"

Harley felt a lump in her throat. She was going to cry and Korse was going to come, no doubt.
"He touches me," she started, "he touches me a lot and I can't stop him because he's in charge of my mind. And it's scary, and, and-" Harley Exploded into a crying fit. Why couldn't she just wake up, why couldn't things be normal for her?

"It's okay," soothed Party, "it's all in your head."

"BUT IT FEELS SO REAL!" She wailed. Harley got up out of bed and slammed her fist into the wall. Intense pain shot up her arm as she looked at her bloody knuckles.

"Woah, now. Your bleeding," said Party. Harley didn't care. She kept punching the wall until her fingers were twisted and broken.

"Seriously, STOP!" Yelled Party. Harley collapsed on the floor in the room. She whimpered a few times, but then she stopped when she heard a soft noise coming from all around her.

All the cameras watch the accidents and stars you hate
They only care if you can bleed.
Does the television make you feel the pills you ate?
Or every person that you need to be
Cause you only live forever in the lights you make
When we were young we used to say
That "you only her the music when your heart begins to break"
Now we are the kids from yesterday

Harley had stopped crying and was now listening to the beautiful and raw sound of Party's voice. It filled the room around her. She smiled at the sound.

"Is that Mr. Way I hear?" Harley jumped and saw Korse standing in front of her. The singing stopped immediately.

"Just leave her alone," spat Party.

"So it is you. I didn't think you sang."

"Why would you care. You'd rather molest girls while they aren't even conscious."

"Party help!" Yelled Harley.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to do that, my dear," whispered Korse, gently nipping at Harley's ear as he did so. "But for your entertainment, Mr. Way, you get to watch your little crush here, enjoy herself if you will."
"You disgust me," spat Party.

"But you don't really matter anyways," said Korse as he pinned Harley to the floor. She tried struggling, but she was once again under his control.

"Please, not now, please, please just leave me alone," she cried softly. She felt his taking off her clothing, one by one, until she was left only with her undergarments on.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine," cooed Korse, brushing over Harley's skin with his rough hand.
"Party!" She cried again.

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything, I'm so sorry," she heard him say. She let out a small yelp at Korse yanked off her underwear.

"It's a shame Mr. Way doesn't see you the way you are now," said Korse, licking his lips. "But I'm sure he'll still enjoy it, whether you're fully clothed or not." The old man cackled. He climbed in top of her and cupped his hands around her breasts.

"Stop, please" she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "I never did anything to you."

"I'm doing you a favor," he said, moving one of his hands down to her crotch, he eyed it longingly. Harley shut her eyes, she didn't want to see him when he did it.

"Party, keep singing," she pleaded. Harley wanted his voice to sooth her as this monster violated her body. On cue, Party sang. His voice filled the room as Korse undid his belt and slipped off his pants. He was already hard and ready to go. Slowly, Harley felt him slide in. She screamed and wailed, but nothing could stop him. She tried focusing on Party's sweet words and tune, but that didn't stop the fact that Korse was there, slowly penetrating her body. Harley tried again, screaming and struggling against Korse's power, but it was no use. He had won over her yet again. No matter how hard she struggled, or how loud she cried, she could never win.

Notes

I'm sorry about the end, it was kind of disturbing. And I know this is bad but it gets better I just have to think of what happens next. And I don't know whether I should pair Party and Harley together or Ghoul with her or different couples I'm just a little bit behind on who I want with who, but I'm getting there. Comment and rate :)

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