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Interrogation (Part 1)

I stare at the dimly lit interrogation room I've been stuck in. The cold metal around my wrists chains me to the table. I struggle against these bonds.
My captor, Luke, walks into the room. His tousled brown hair falls over his purple eyes.
I tighten my lips. I’m not giving any information. I have to protect myself. I have to protect Mom and Dad. I have to protect Dangiras, Kaelie and Mackenzie. I have to protect Zachary. I have to protect Ella.
"Talk." Luke bangs his fist on the table, making my chains rattle.
I turn my head up and away, like a baby refusing food. I slit my eyes.
"Jackelle Alexandria Mixel." Luke growls. "Talk."
Damn. No one uses my full name anymore. Hell, I don’t think anyone knows my full first name other than my parents!
"I’ll talk," I grin. "But you won’t be getting the information you seek. And please," My smile fades. "call me Jackie, like all the other normal people in my life."
Luke raises a fist in my direction. "I am not normal, Jackelle. You, of all people, should know that."
He opens his palm towards me. My head seems to explode inside. Searing pain flows like a wildfire through my mind. My back arches off the chair from the extreme pain. My hands mould into fists. I can hear the blood thumping in my ears. I grit my teeth, not wanting to give him the benefit of hearing me scream.
"Jackelle." His eyes glow. "Spit it all out. Where are they hiding?"
I grin again. "Kill me if you must. I’m not saying anything."
His hand melted into a fist, and my head explodes again, much more intense than before. I do scream this time. Not a scream of pain. Of defiance. More like a battle cry than anything.
"I’m not telling you anything!" I roar.
His fist bangs against the table. My head does the same. I can feel a slight gush of blood come from my mouth, tinging the gray table pink.
"Jackie." Luke’s voice seems to flow into the distance.
Suddenly I hear other people calling my name. They’re searching for me, I know it. But they’re not going to get here fast enough...

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