They'll come for me.
Another set of clicks and whirring commenced each accompanied by a stronger since of tugging, of adjusting.
They'll come for me was all that Jaime thought to himself. The excruciating pain had reduced to numbness, his fear suddenly enveloped by a heavy darkness that slowed his heartbeat, made him stop resisting. Over and over he thought of ways in which the League or Team could find him but all proved impossible.
The blood upon his nude body was congealing, sticking to his skin. But it didn't matter. The Scientist and Black Beetle had tried their best to humiliate him to the fullest. The hero Blue beetle was nothing but a piece of torn meat to them which required mending in order to be put on mode again. The Scarab had ceased to speak since they had begun attempting to crack the blue bug open trying hard as it could to stave off their intrusion. Body restrained on the cold steel table Jaime had let his mind drift away from the pain of it all.
"Well meat," Black Beetle said with a smirk putting his face so close to Jaime's he could smell his warm, sour breath "You should be on mode within the hour, lucky for you extraction of the Scarab was not necessary".
Eyes dull and vacant Jaime thought as himself for the last time,
I'm alone and no one can save me now.