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Oh wow, oh wowie that did not go well! Poor Cas, but damn Atlas for wanting him to see a Psychiatrist though.

Cas isn't catching a break either bless him.

Matthew felt himself grind his teeth as Jacob barked the orders, to him it was ridiculous sending the girl to the hospital. No, he wouldn’t bow do to it, she was a member of the Scourge. The daughter of the leader of the rebellion and they wanted to waste their resources on keeping her alive? Just so they could kill her later. To him it made no sense, even as Jacob claimed the order came above him, Matthew was certain if he had gone to the King on this matter he would say to leave her to die, he was certain this kind of order didn’t come from him because there was no more useful information to gain from her.

Clenching his fists now he scoffed as he headed to the isolation room the guard had placed her in, he would watch because she could wake up. The girls condition could improve before he even arrived meaning they could keep her in the cells and not the hospital, plus they shouldn’t be sending in guards to keep an eye on a prisoner in the hospital of all places. Plus, it was easier to escape, they had already seen how easily she had slipped through their clutches, here and out in the districts and he found it only angered him further. “Stupid, idiot.”

After watching the girl’s body slumped on the floor not showing signs of waking he turned on his heel, slamming the door shut behind him he waved down one of the soldiers to continue the tedious task instead, “Oi, try to wake up that silly girl. Throw water on her if you have to, I don’t care. Have her awake and looking somewhat fine so we don’t have to send her to that god damn hospital.”

“Sir, but orders. We should take her now?”

“I don’t care about those orders; these are ones higher up than those. Trust me on this. His majesty the King would not want her wasting our resources when he plans to kill her anyway. You don’t think he’d allow the daughter of rebellion leader to live? Well? DO YOU?”

“N-No sir.” The Soldier stood to attention before scurrying off, there had been a few occasions to when he had seen Matthew act like this. For someone who could calmly question anyone for hours he had a lot of pent up anger inside, the Soldier didn’t really want to be on the receiving end of that. Especially when he was relatively new to this job, promoted as they needed more guards in the prison to cope with the influx of rebellion members in the cells.

Grumbling away to himself as he moved to one of the recreation rooms in the prison where he could start to write up his report, a part of him was tempted to contact the King directly but he knew that would not go down well. Shaking his head, he began to scribble down the events of the interrogation whilst occasionally looking at one of the monitors in the break room which showed all prisoners in all the rooms. Letting out a hefty sigh he could see the soldier walk inside the girls room and he could only hope he would be able to wake her, he was probably in a little bit of trouble with Jacob for disobeying his original order but he knew King Atlas would back his corner on the matter if it went anywhere.

Coughing to himself the Soldier had grabbed a plastic bottle of water, not even daring to bring in a glass after what he had heard happened earlier in the day. Entering the room, he looked around still a bit cautious in case she would spring up and attack him, it was stupid really because she had just stayed put on the floor the whole time. “Hey… erm. Wake up!” Calling out as if the noise would startle her. Frowning as nothing happened, he kneeled down and began to shake her body gentle, trying to jostle her awake which did earn a whimper meaning she was still somewhat responsive. Hopeful he could potentially wake her up he splashed her face with water. “Hey. WAKE UP.” Shaking a little harder as the dead weight in his hands began to move ever so slightly, the breathing was still slow like she was having trouble.

Frowning he had remembered on first aid how sometimes when traumatic things happen fluid could block the airwaves, had she been put in the recovery position? Training had told him how if they were still breathing, even if slow to put them in the recovery position because it would help drain any fluid blocking the airways. Nodding to himself he placed her in the recovery position on the floor rubbing the back and gave it a few minutes because he would try to wake her again.
Matthew had already ordered a few of the soldiers around as they scrambled to sort things, his mind racing on how he might have just gone too far this time. The antidote was rushed in by another person dressed in a lab coat and he wasted no time in injecting the substance into the girl, but it gave no reaction at first and she was still on the ground unconscious. “Shitting hell, this has never happened before. How was I to know?” Grumbling to himself as he kept an eye on her, eyes watching the slow rise and fall of her chest as he made sure she was still breathing.

Tuning into the earpiece once more as Jacob had returned to the live line he sighed heavily as he began to talk, “I don’t know if she’s epileptic? We don’t exactly keep medical records of our prisoners now do we?” Glancing up as the soldiers moved inside ready to move her back to the cell, pausing as a thought crossed his mind, “Why not move her to isolation, they are monitored heavily so they can keep an eye if anything changes.” He held up his hands not letting the soldiers move her just yet, he wanted to be sure he wouldn’t cause more damage before having her moved. “Wait hang on, she has a death sentence!? What does it matter if she doesn’t get better? Why would we waste our resources air lifting her to the hospital for treatment if she is to be killed anyway?”

To him it didn’t make sense as to why Jacob was interested in keeping her alive, they had gathered all the information needed anyway. “The antidote has been administered, no changes yet.” Tutting to himself as he looked between the soldiers to the girl in a heap on the floor, no movement had happened and he sighed touching her forehead feeling it was quite warm but that could be due to how the body reacted to the drug. “I’ll just put her in isolation, they can monitor her there. I don’t see the need to have her brought into the hospital.”

Nodding to the soldiers who moved into the cell further picking up the dead weight body in their arms and moving her to a different room where they could monitor her in isolation. The soldiers weren’t too careful as the hauled her off, no response and no sign of life stirring from the move.

“The interrogation went well overall though.” Matthew sighed as he sat himself back on the chair watching as the soldiers left carting off the girl. “Apparently, she was sent here originally to assassinate the Prince, admitted it was a suicide mission essentially. It was just sheer dumb luck the Prince had found her, and she had lost her memories.” Relaying the information to Jacob over the comms, he began to explain the information they had found from the talks, he left out the gory details of how she had been under the Aproveset knowing that he didn’t need to know. All he needed to know was what information had been gained.

“Apparently north of Tonseng may be a place that the rebels might hide, that’s one of the newest pieces of information relevant to the rebels. Apparently, she doesn’t remember much else, still claims amnesia so I think that was the truth. I think we’ve exhausted all pieces of information from her, unless you want us to try again when she comes round in case you think she is hiding anything further.” Matthew spoke calmly over the comms, they would push more when she was ready, but he doubted there was much more information to give until all of her memories had returned.

“Sir, we’ve placed her in an isolation room. The girl is warm, still breathing but it’s faint. She was like dead weight in our arms, I doubt she will come round soon…” If at all the soldier wanted to add, but he didn’t mention it. The soldier had only joined into the waves of communications to inform them they had transported her to the isolation room.
Omg no worries! I'm working on a response now! Poor Cas bless him, the reunion couldn't just be happy haha.
Ohhh very nice!

It's so good! Bless Cas already trying to get her out of there even though he's just come round from his op.

Matthew hadn’t expected the response had had from her, but it came out her mouth so naturally he doubted it was a lie. It made sense; the girl had fallen in love with the Prince. Helped him home, maybe that had been a part of the Princes plan to escape? He wouldn’t know until the Prince was awake and well enough to share his story, so he continued on with his interrogation, after all he felt that he had barely scratched the surface with his questions. Now with the drug in full effect it would be easy for the information to flow out, he could see the pain the girl was in but that was standard especially with those who went under the aproveset. Matthew didn’t feel guilty for this, his first few interrogations he had felt guilty once, but then it turned out the prisoners were deadly killers and he soon began to harden up. You could never underestimate someone.

“Why were you in the Capital in the first place? Resources tell me how his majesty had been kind enough to extend his home to you. Explain to me that night.” Matthew didn’t dwell on her love confession, he kept pushing further knowing that time was still key to this interrogation. As much as he said it could be in there system for a while until they got answers there was only so much the body would go through before falling into shock and shutting down, some prisoners had barely last half an hour and it could depend on their will, health and just how prepared they were to fight back.

Iris hadn't stopped crying, the pain was becoming so unbearable, she wanted it all to end. Iris wished for death to embrace her and just take every bit of pain away. Sure, she loved Cas, but there was no chance they’d ever be together. Father, now dead, both parents gone and of course she was old enough to look after herself, but there wasn’t much point with no family around no matter how dysfunctional it was. There was Maisie though, her best friend who she knew would support her, but the worry of Ethan coming back to haunt her for her betrayal sent another wave of nausea through her.

“M-Make it stop… please.” Gasping as she found it difficult to catch her breath Iris couldn’t take it, she wished for her death or for this to stop. Though she knew until she spilled every last bit of information left on the rebels the pain wouldn’t go away. “I was in the Capital to assassinate the Prince originally. I was sent by the rebels, but… I got injured, stepped in a bear trap before smashing my head against that rock. That’s when I lost my memories.”

“So, you were there to kill the Prince, but now you’ve saved him. Amnesia… well I can see the leg wound from the bear trap exists.” Matthew made a few more notes glancing at her legs which he could see the scabs and tissue scarring over from what he now believed to be a bear trap wound. Watching the girl he could see a pale shade on her and her body still shook, making a note to himself knowing that there probably wasn’t much time left. It had surprised him how long it had taken for her to beg them to make it stop, some people begged within the first few minutes and she had gone through quite a bit of time before cracking.

“Just a few more questions. I think you’re up for it.” Matthew continued on, he began to ask about all the finer details, about everything he could ignoring her tears, her cries for help as the pain continued on. Matthew kept pushing through the questions and after he had a full understanding of her events in the Capital from the moment, she entered the forest to then helping Caspain escape he paused for a few minutes letting the information sink in. The girl had explained how she was there to kill him in the Capital and even mentioned it was a suicidal task, which he had to agree on there was no way she’d get close to the Prince it was just sheer dumb luck he had found her in the forest. The amnesia to him was interesting, but it made sense why no attempts had been made in her time there. That was when the rebels had broken into the Capital to find her, Ethan was mentioned and his buddy Thomas who had played a part in his abduction.

Matthew felt like he had covered a lot of ground, there was a full recount of the story from her point of view which he felt the crown would be interested in. Especially as she had been so close to them in the palace and the rebels had made it there somehow, there had to be some blind spots with the cameras, some security that lacked. Moving onto his last subject he began to press about the rebels, about possible locations and where they could be. Feeling the excitement build up as he was so close to a perfect interrogation gathering every bit of information he could.

“Tell me Iris, about the locations used. About any last remaining member that could pose a threat.” Matthew had listed off locations they already knew about and members that had been named in hopes she could give them knew leads.

“I don’t know. Please… just make it stop. I don’t know anymore, maybe I did but I don’t remember it. Maybe they've gone outside of Tongsen, there's something hidden north there.... I think. I-I don't... know...” Iris couldn’t help but cry as she begged for it to stop, the pain was far too much to deal with. “JUST KILL ME, I’ve told you everything. Please…” The tremors hadn’t stopped and neither had the tears as she begged him to make it stop. Breathing was difficult, moving was even worse and she just wished it would go away.

“PLEASE…”

At her last pleading words her body began to shut down, the shock taking over after the ordeal. Feeling her eyelids flutter her body fell from the chair and went crashing down on the floor as she began to have a seizure, her body was crashing after the pain became too much for it to deal. The brain unable to comprehend any more as she thrashed about on the floor uncontrollably for a few minutes before her body went still, her head dropping to the side.

“Shit.” Matthew cursed as he jumped from his seat and rushed over to her, it wasn’t uncommon for someone to crash and fall unconscious, but this was the first instance of someone suffering a seizure. Sighing he had pushed too hard, he knew it, but he had just been so excited to get all the information needed. Leaning down he check to see if she was still breathing and relief washed over as she was just about alive.

“Sir, interrogation concluded, I will relay the information extracted but right now I need the antidote. Prisoner has reacted badly; they had suffered a seizure. I can confirm prisoner still breathing and alive for the moment, but it's weak what do you want me to do?”
Ohh very nice! Did you go out somewhere?

I hope you enjoy the post! It was so much fun to write :3
It was strange because she feared whatever they had injected her with, even though she thought they were bluffing it wouldn’t surprise her if this was something deadly. Perhaps this would kill her? She seemed to be in a different room to before, perhaps this was were they went to die? No. They have to be bluffing right? There is no way this will loosen my tongue. As if trying to convince herself she folded her arms with her brows furrowed, it had to just be some psychosomatic thing to freak her out. Though the liquid had burned as she felt it injected into her hence her gasp of pain initially, but again that could just be a placebo effect.

For once her eyes fell onto Matthew who was sat calmly and waiting patiently, as if he had done this before. He seemed competent in what he was doing, all avenues had been exhausted she was certain, except violence. Perhaps that was more a rebel style, but then she came to learn how Ethan was quite a violent man and his grudge seemed more personal against Caspain than rebel related. As the minutes past it felt like a lifetime, like they were both just waiting to see what happened and at first Iris felt nothing which only furthered her thought on how it was just a big rouse to get her to talk.

“How are you feeling?” Matthew commented, eyes watching her closely. Glancing at his watch he knew it was about time but so far nothing appeared out of the ordinary.

“Fine, it was clearly a bluff.” Iris snapped becoming irritable, how dare they make her think some deadly injection could get her to talk. Even as she snapped at his words, she felt her body tremble, an odd tingling running through it making her feel uncomfortable. No. You think this is happening it’s not real. Trying to will the sensation away as if she was making it up herself, the tingling began to feel worse. Blinking a few times as if this was all some mistake, that maybe she had fallen asleep.

“Name?” Matthews voice became cold, sharper as he asked for her name once more. The drug was in her system slowly taking a hold so he would start with something simple. Something he knew that was true.

“Wha… you know my?” Dazed and confused Iris let out a whimper before finishing her sentence as the colour from her face began to drain. The sensation of pins and needles being replaced with something far worse, something that she didn’t think possible as she began to experience pain without cause too. There was no bluff, this was very real, and the room began to spin. A pounding in her head that made her sickness level rise and the urge to vomit was becoming real.

“Name?”

“… I-Iris.” Without realising her name slipped from her lips, as if giving him wanted he wanted would help her. It would stop how she was feeling, it would take away the pain. This was something so far advanced that she had never expected it, she felt her eyes well up and started to blink more. She didn’t want to cry, even though it was a natural reaction to the agony she felt she didn’t want too.

“Ah, much better.” Matthew murmured more to himself, “Shall we try with some basic questions? I don’t know why I’m asking. I know the answer.” Chuckling slightly as the drug proved yet again to be an important weapon they had. Although results with her father had been a lie, he had put that down to the man being so deranged and believing it to be true himself the reason results had been somewhat compromised. “What were you doing with Prince Caspain at the tower?” Jotting down notes as he went along, waiting for her answer. “It’s okay, take your time. You will continue to feel like that until we administer the antidote, it’s not lethal. Just, a very painful experience for you, I guess. The antidote will arrive when I deem necessary. When I have every bit of information needed.”

It was hard for Iris to register his words as her body trembled on the seat, her natural instinct wanting to curl up in a ball and cry. Rock backwards and forwards, rock the pain away as if it would help. Gasping her mouth felt dry, even with any slight movement it sent a sensation of pain running down. The pain levels were so high to her, nothing could come close to this, but she couldn’t remember experiencing anything that would hurt like this would. “I…” Rasping out as her vision blurred, unable to contain the small whimpers that would leave her lips from the pain. “… I. Was… Bringing him back to the Capital. H-Helping him.”

“Oh, come now, you expect us to believe that?” Matthew narrowed his eyes considering that perhaps there was a fault batch, especially with how her father had reacted and the lies that came from his mouth.

“It’s the truth! I promised him. I’m not lying…. I.. I’m not.” Words were hard to form as another wave of pain coursed through her making her cry out. Unable to stop herself from gagging as the need to be sick became paramount and it seemed Matthew had noticed that because as she hurled up a watery mess a bucket had swiftly been placed under her to catch it. There was nothing for Iris to bring up except the water she had earlier and her stomach lining which contained blood, it wasn’t much blood so it didn’t cause any concern for Matthew but Iris could have sworn she heard him mumble about idiots giving her water if this was where the interrogation was headed.

“Alright fine, you were trying to help the Prince. Why? You’re a member of the scourge, the daughter of the leader, right? So why would you want to help him? Money? Fame? A chance at a better life?” Matthew pressed as he rubbed his temples, not happy with her reaction as the drug began to settle into her system. Though he was a little squeamish when it came to someone throwing up, whether little or not.

“No. N-Nothing like that at all...” Iris whispered, now unable to contain the tears that had started to steam down her face. Her small frame began to shake, and she could have sworn the pain was getting worse. It was hard to think, from the pounding to her head. The burning sensation through her body feeling like with each breath she was getting stabbed. “...I love him...” The words slipped out before she could try to stop them, sobs following as the pain continued on.
Awh poor Cas probably overwhelmed by it all!

I'm pretty excited for Iris' POV too. I couldn't sleep so I may work on something now haha
Lovely!!

Omg Atlas and Cas though!! I can't wait to see it!!

I'm so excited :3
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