I ment to put please at the end of R&R so, please :D but i didn't have enough characters left.
this is my first fic so please be nice to it, i do hope you enjoy it!
It had been something Bryan had gotten used to, getting locked in his room. Boris had locked him away there as he was busy over-seeing Tala's training for his match against Tyson tomorrow, Boris insisted on being there when ever any of his pupils were being punished. So he'd momentarily given up on punishing him, Boris liked to see people suffer but he'd taught Bryan to well. He hadn't given Boris the satisfaction of seeing him in pain, through out the whole procession Bryan had merely glared defiantly at him.
Boris had, had him trained to block out all other emotions but hate and anger but once on an occasion like this he had lowered his defences against them, he had always been curious of them, yet when he had lowered his defences and let them all invade his mind that he couldn't endure it for very long. Indeed he preferred his emotion free existence and so decided to make the block to them a permanent thing. Although there is a time when he drops his guard and is vulnerable to them, when he is asleep. When he was asleep they could replay things that he'd done and he'd feel all the guilt, all the pain and sadness, this was why he didn't really sleep much.
He cast his mind back to one of his most memorable atrocities that he had committed, he smirked slightly as he recalled the look on the scientists faces when their experiment, their pet had turned against them. He remembered how he'd used one of their own creations against them, he had loved watching Falborg mow them down, he gave another smirk as he remembered how foolish they'd been to follow him out into the woods, just behind the abbey. He had used his best impersonation of innocence, he couldn't remember exactly what he said to coheres them in to doing it. Before they knew it he'd launched Falborg. It had been fun watching them scatter, when they had realised that one of their colleagues had been killed but he and Falborg had caught up with them and paid them back for all the times they'd poked and prodded him, for each experiment they'd ever conducted on him.
He'd thought for sure that he would be found out but their bodies had never been found, then again there wasn't much of a search for them and when questioned he'd never admitted to it but he had got the sneaking suspicion that Boris knew. Bryan sighed and got up, out his chair, he walked over to the small barred window and gazed out at the snow, which fell thick and fast. He then looked past it at the small amount of traffic that was passing the abbey and then at the small outlines of chimneys of houses in the distance, that belched smoke. He though of the people in those houses and wondered what they were doing at this particular moment in time and indeed what kind of people they where, he didn't really care he was just bored but despite that he was enjoying this time on his own, this time where he could relax, at least up until the match tomorrow. After that, he would be punished properly.
He sat for a while longer, mesmerized by the swirling snow, until something distracted his from it, a pounding noise, like someone running. Then the sound of muffled voices filled the air, he recognised one of the the voices to, it seemed to be conversing at a fast pace with two unfamiliar voices, which Bryan guessed must be that of the guards, that had been sent by Boris to guard his room. The muffled voices seemed to be growing louder and it was then that Bryan realised that it was Tala on the other side of his door, demanding access to him but they seemed to be denying him it.
Until suddenly he came bursting through the door….
to be continued