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The government captured the two girls on their way home, dragged them to a secret facility, and separated them into cells.
Connie was desperate to make sure Marion was okay, even putting herself in danger trying to escape just to see the other girl.
They had been friends since early childhood and had a close bond - of course Connie would worry about her! But maybe she had been a little too obvious about it…
A man in a suit entered her room with a guard following close behind.
"Connie Miller, was it?"
"What's it matter to you?"
"Don't get snarky with me, girl. We still have your little friend with us."
"Is that a threat?"
"It's a warning."
"As if I'd be scared!"
"Oh? So you're saying we can cut little Miss Marion open and you'd be fine with that?"
"NO! Don't you dare f**king touch her!"
The man in the suit grinned smugly. "That's what I thought." He cleared his throat. "Now, we have questions for you."
"As if I'd answer."
"If you don't, poor little Marion's going to face punishment."
Connie gritted her teeth. "Fine," she spat out. "What do you want?"
"You're going to tell us exactly what your powers are and what you can do. No lies, no hiding things. We want the full, honest truth."
Connie huffed, her face staring into the ground. "You really want to know?"
"Don't try playing games with me. Answer the question!"
Connie lifted her head and the last thing the agent was a manic grin saw before the guard was impaled by a spike. It was only a split second later that the man in the suit was hanging on a spike as well.
Connie stood up and straightened out her clothes. "Thought you could manipulate me? Think again."
She was just about to leave and search for Marion when the room flashed red - suddenly a blaring alarm echoed throughout the facility.
More guards came rushing in and one immediately shot Connie in the leg, not giving her even a second to react. She crumpled to the ground. With the superpowered girl down, one guard cautiously approached her.
Connie thinks they said something, she heard the name "Marion" leave their lips and felt a spike of panic shoot through her chest. Then she was pricked in the neck and soon fell into a deep slumber.