The Elementals - 8. Odyssey - Final Part

*Tom’s Memory*

Tom… Tom…… THOMAS!!!

Someone was saying my name, but I just couldn’t get out the dark space I was confined in. I didn’t know where I was, and I didn’t like it here either. I had this odd feeling that I was suspended between life and death and that I could do nothing to choose either one. Some time passed, and the voice came back once again, calling my name. I needed to get to this voice, so I can reply and so that it can stop its incessant ranting.

I don’t know why or how, but I suddenly bolted upright like I had a nightmare. Unaware of my surroundings, I hadn’t noticed that the scientists were just as surprised by my sudden emergence and they all seemed to begin scurrying about, notifying the person in charge that I had awakened. A minute or so after my surprise awakening, my mother walked though the door. She wore a facial expression that I couldn’t read at all, and if I had read it, I would never want to read again.

“How are you feeling honey?” my mom asked in the sweet tone she always used when she would try to calm me down after a nightmare.

“I feel fine mom, just groggy and confused. Where am I?” I asked looking around, trying to get a hint as to where I was and what the hell was going on.

“You’re at the lab honey. You had an accident and the hospital couldn’t save you, so I took you to the lab and well, we…” she trailed off and looked to the floor with a guilty look on her face. “Well, we injected you with a serum that greatly enhances your recovery and enables you to manipulate matter with your mind. Now, we need to run some tests to see if you’re fine and if the serum was a success, okay baby?”

“Sure mom. Anything you want,” I stated, not really knowing what lay ahead but wanting out of this place as soon as possible.

The tests they ran were seemingly standard procedure tests one would see in movies. They monitored my brain wave activity, took blood samples and some other stuff I cannot remember. A few hours later, I was taken back to the room I was in and mom told me to get some rest.

Since the outside wasn’t visible from my room, when I came to from my nap, I couldn’t tell if it was morning or night, how many hours had passed or what the date was. This information wasn’t given to me and I was getting rather anxious about the whole situation. At some point, a nurse, or whatever, came in and administered something into my IV drip and left without a word. A little while after she left, my mom came in and we just spoke about when I would be let out here and what was keeping me here. After she left I felt tired, so I took a nap and when I came to, I wasn’t in my room. I didn’t like the vibe I got from being in this room, so I began to shout for my mom. After shouting for what felt like an eternity, I gave up and just sat there and looked at the glass window that reflected my image. I was still lying in bed and this was the first time I had seen myself since I had been here. I got up and walked to the big glass window/mirror. My hair was oddly turning white. I was slightly unnerved by this whole ordeal and that was when I noticed my eyes. They weren’t the grey eyes I’d always seen in the mirror, but rather a fiery orange. I was a little too surprised by that and stumbled backwards and landed on my ass.

“What the fuck is going on?” I thought to myself as I sat back on the bed. Before I could investigate my changes further, I felt fatigue sweep over me and I fell into a deep slumber. While in that state, I thought I was dreaming but in fact, it was my memories resurfacing.

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The memory started out with me waking up in this room, tied down to the bed, screaming my lungs out and pain shooting through my entire body. It felt like every single living thing in my body was on FIRE! I kept screaming my lungs out and even that hurt but there was nothing that I could do but scream to vent the amount of excruciating pain I was in. I began to pass out from the pain, but something jolted me to keep me awake and feel the pain some more.

“Madam, I don’t think his body and mind can take anymore,” someone in the room said to the figure behind the glass. To my utter surprise, which was only short lived, I knew the voice that replied all too well.

“Keep pushing. We cannot allow him to pass out before we complete this segment and wipe his memory. The stress caused today may cause the formerly repressed memories to surface if he passes out without being wiped.”

“Very well madam. We shall continue with the experiment…”

I cannot count the times I passed out and was shocked back into consciousness. It got to the point where I was beginning to develop a resistance of sorts to the pain. I believe this satisfied the familiar voice as they stopped the experiment. As soon as they were done, they obviously wiped my memory, but not before another tragic incident occurred.

There was an emergency of sorts that required them all to head to a different level, but someone volunteered to keep a watchful eye on me and ensure I don’t fall asleep. Although I had built a minor resistance to pain, I could still feel some sharp pains in various parts of my body. I wanted to move and see who was keeping a watchful eye on me when the lights in the room suddenly cut and whoever was outside entered. Afraid, I tried calling out to them, but it seems that I had lost my voice during my massive scream fest and I couldn’t even muster up a hoarse moan. The figure got closer and closer to me. Although I couldn’t see the person, I could sense their presence and oddly, the energy they were emitting. The person in the room was emitting an energy I didn’t want to encounter again. It was dark, sinister, twisted and oddly had love in its mix. As soon as they were close to my bed, I felt their cool, smooth hand run up my thigh till just below my balls. A shiver ran up my spine, giving me goose bumps, and not the good kind. Something about that touch made me want to shrink away. It’s like my body knew what was there and was instinctively trying to get away.

“I’m so glad we finally got some alone time. It’s been a while,” a voice I didn’t yet recognise said. “I missed your fucking juicy ass.”

I froze… My entire body froze up, as if I were suddenly submerged in room filled with liquid nitrogen. I could not move any of my muscles, not voluntarily anyways. It seemed that once this person began to lift my hospital gown, my body went into full on panic mode. I began to involuntarily try to kick whomever was trying to gain access my nether regions but failing miserably as they began to chuckle at my efforts.

“I love it when you struggle, Tommy. It turns me on soooooo much,” the voice said, its tone getting darker and darker. I felt chills run down my spine and for some reason I was sweating profusely. I wanted to scream and my soon to be rapist could feel it.

“I wish I could hear you scream,” the voice whispered in my ear. “Unfortunately, I know that you lost your voice during today’s session. No matter, the fight you put up and the feeling of resignation you’ll have soon afterwards will be enough to satisfy my sexual desires. I love you soooooo much Tommy.”

At this point, I believe adrenalin kicked in, as I began flailing on the bed but unable to escape due to the restraints and now due to my soon to be rapist. He undid the restraints that bound my legs and even as I tried to kick him off, he seemed to just get more turned on by my struggling. How could I feel this? His breathing became more erratic and he began moaning, not due to pain but due to the pleasure of feeling the pain I was inflicting on him.

“That’s it Tommy. Keep on hitting me. Soon though, it’ll be my turn to hit back and I won’t hold back at all. Mhmm Tommy, you’re gonna get it good tonight. You’re going to FEEL my love enter you violently and rip you apart. I wish I could hear you scream when it enters you. Come on Tommy, try scream for Ray… I know you want to…”

My mind went blank… Ray??? As in Raymond Edwards? The creepy stalker dude??? What the fuck was going on here??? I didn’t plan on waiting around and asking questions, but before I could try kick him off me, he suddenly lifted my legs and pushed them until my knees were resting on my chest.

“God, I wish I could see your beautiful, pink bud right now,” he said. I felt the tip of his dick close to the entrance of my hole and I suddenly knew what was going to happen. I felt sick but there was nothing in my stomach to throw up. This wasn’t going to end well. Somehow, I got my voice to cooperate for a tiny fraction of time.

“R-R-Ray… P-p-please don’t do this…” I whispered hoarsely, desperate to get out of this situation I had unfortunately landed in. My words reached him, but not in the intended manner.

“Oh, fuck yes Tommy. Beg for your freedom. Beg me to stop. Keep on begging Tommyyyyyyy…”

After that, his dick ripped into my ass with no warning whatsoever. There was no lube used and the only wetness was from the precum dripping the tip of his dick. He was at least 22cm long (not sure how I felt I knew this) and well, he shoved all 22cm inside my ass. The pain I experienced was so extreme that I was practically on the verge of blacking out. I had never felt pain that excruciating before. Not even the past experiments, which were resurfacing because of the traumatic experience I was facing, were as painful as this. Even his last few encounters with me were more about passion as far as I could recall. I only fought back because I still loved Jordan… But at this moment, I felt like I could just die. I felt horrendously empty as he ploughed my ass. Eventually, whatever fight I had been putting up ceased and I just lay there, letting him do as he pleased. My body, mind and soul gave up and I fell off into a slumber of sorts. I heard arguing as I slowly came to. The room was now illuminated again, and I could vaguely make out a male and female arguing about something. They noticed I was coming to and something must’ve been injected into my IV because I once again blacked out.

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I suddenly woke up. I felt eerily calm, considering I had just witnessed myself getting raped by someone I knew. I felt no emotion oddly, and then suddenly, I felt rage building up within me like a volcano. It began slowly and after no longer than a minute, I was ready to erupt. I was seeing red and I couldn’t calm myself whatsoever. I also felt energy build up within me to a point where I felt like exploding and I blacked out there after. I cannot remember what occurred while I was out, but when I came to, I was in a van that was speeding somewhere. Suddenly, it came to a halt and I was flung out of the van. A lady appeared at the window and wished me well as her and whoever she was with drove off and left me standing in the middle of a road, naked and highly confused. I tried to remember what had happened before that, but my memories were a mess. I could only remember that it was my birthday party, but I probably got so wasted that I ended up on the outskirts of town, as naked as the day I was born and was abducted by strangers…

*Angela Wright’s POV*

As I drove away after having Matthew fling out the lost boy, I began to cry to myself. Every time I saw that boy, I saw my baby James being tortured by that she devil, Natalie Oakley. I looked over to Matthew, tears running down my face as we drove to make our escape from the pursuit of the police.

“We did the right thing, honey, we did the right thing,” Matthew said, trying to console me from leaving the boy to fend for himself and running away from our family. “James wouldn’t be safe from Natalie if we had stayed.”

“I know, but that doesn’t make this hurt any less…” I replied, focusing on the road ahead.

We drove on, not looking back on the town we had left and unaware that we were going to die anyways…

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*2 weeks after the invasion*

*Tom’s POV*

I could hear voices around me… Then I heard a voice begging me to wake up… The voice sounded so sad… So lonely that I couldn’t but try to wake up. As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a pair of concerned blue eyes that belonged to a very familiar face. The person looked like they had been crying for a while cause their eyes were red and they had tear streaks that ran down their cheeks. The were taken aback by me opening my eyes and were too stunned to speak, so I began the conversation.

“Water…” I said hoarsely, and they immediately flew into action. They called for a nurse to bring some water and for the doctor to come as well. Soon enough, my room was filled with people who checked my vitals and after asking some questions, were on their merry way once they were satisfied with my overall health. I finally took in my surroundings and I noticed two people I didn’t want to see in my room. As looked at the doorway, there stood Raymond and my mother. In a fit of rage, I screamed for them to get out with all the energy I could muster. Jay was shocked by my outburst, James looked highly uncomfortable and Blake was trying his best to not look shocked and confused simultaneously. Ray, unaware that I had recovered my memory, was about to walk towards me and try crack a joke when my mother put a hand on his shoulder to stop him from doing such. She had this blank look on her face as she regarded me and when Ray turned to look at her, he saw the look and finally it struck him. I had fully regained my memory of what had happened after my abduction on the night of my 14^th birthday party and he had a ‘deer caught in headlights’ expression. He and my mother left the room quietly, shutting the door quietly behind them.

“What the hell was that all about?” Blake asked as he stared me down intensely. What he wasn’t expecting was me matching the intensity he was giving off. He was a little startled and backed up a little. Jay, who had been the one he’d seen when he woke up, stood up and announced he needed some fresh air. Blake soon followed suit and I was left alone with James. He looked at me awkwardly until I greeted him. I don’t know why, but after he greeted me, I began to vent. I told him all about what had happened to me and he just sat there and looked at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher. As soon as I finished my venting session, he got up and walked out of the room without saying a word. He was obviously overwhelmed by what I had relayed to him in that hour or so and had decided to leave, or so I thought. I grew weary and lay my head to get some rest.

*James’ POV*

As soon as Tom finished his confession or whatever that was, I felt like getting the same air Jay and Blake were getting. I just couldn’t say anything in reply to what Tom had said. But what he said about being dropped off triggered something within me. I remember the night he was rescued, mom had called home saying that her and dad were going out of town for a while to drop something off somewhere. It wasn’t until now that I realised that they were dropping off Tom and escaping to a safe location. I had heard the panic in his mom’s voice that night but chalked it up to her being afraid of being caught by the authorities while on her phone. I always knew she was a law-abiding citizen and it hadn’t struck me as odd that mom was breaking the law. As this realisation struck me, I broke down crying that my parents were murdered for trying to save a life that night. I wanted to go back to Tom’s room and scream at him for the death of my parents, but judging by the looks I got from Tom, he had no clue it was my parents that had saved him.

In a way, I felt an odd sense of peace that they had died heroes. I smiled at that fact and wiped away my tears. I headed back into Tom’s room and found him sleeping peacefully. Unable to bring myself to wake him up, I shut the door behind me as I walked down the corridor to the elevator and decided to head on home.

*Ray’s POV*

“We fucking screwed up! He knows everything! Oh fuck, what are we going to…”

A sudden and unexpected slap to the face stunned him and he faced Natalie Oakley with contempt.

“This is all your fault, you icy bitch. You stopped giving him those pills to stop supressing his memory and now he remembers everything. He’s going to do to you and me what he did to your lab 2 years ago. You haven’t forgotten that, have you?” I asked, venom dripping from each word I spoke. Natalie visibly shivered when she remembered what had almost claimed her life and her entire city.

I had had enough of standing around Natalie and decided to leave her outside the gate of where I resided. “Oh, and Natalie? I hope you’re prepared to go to war because the aftermath of such an awakening can only call for one.” I said as I entered the front door and slammed it behind me.