A/N: This is a short one shot of how Jaime might have been feeling as his scarab was being rebooted. I was so depressed when i realized what had happened in this last episode I had to write about it... :(
The moment that Green Beetle touched my scarab I knew something was wrong. Time seemed to slow, and there was a cold tugging in the back of my mind. I thought this was a good idea. I thought I could trust the martian who had had his life altered by the reach, just like me. But I was wrong.
I could feel his shape shifted hand moving in the scarab. It didn't hurt, just made me tired. There was something inside of me that felt like giving up, like even trying to control any part of my body just wasn't worth it any more. At first I thought that this was all part of the process, that Green Beetle was just figuring out how to give me complete control of scarab. But that was part of my problem. I trusted people to easy. I didn't fight the feeling at first. Now I wish now that I did. That I would have realized what was happening and done something to stop it. Why didn't M'egann see this was what Green Beetle had been planning since the beginning? Why didn't she warn the team...why didn't she warn me?
I couldn't move, before I could completely comprehend what was happening, the more in control scarab had lulled me into a place to where I didn't want to move. I just wanted to sleep, let him drive for a while. I could feel my self being pushed away, away from myself, from my body, my memories, everything what made me who I was. I was almost completely gone when I heard Bart's voice.
"Hey whoa, you're all up in my buddy Blue's grill."
It woke me up. I realized what was happening. But it was to late, I seemed to be locked somewhere deep with in my own mind. I could see, I could hear. But I couldn't control anything. I couldn't say anything. I had no way of telling Bart that something was very very wrong. When I heard the Scarab say with my voice say that Green Beetle had shut it down, that I was in control, I was screaming. I shouted as loud as I could that I was trapped. I needed help, I had no control. But nothing happened. I wasn't able to make my own mouth move. And Bart had no way of knowing what something was wrong. I think he was able to tell though, the look on his face told me that he wasn't sure if I was really alright.
That was a week ago. Now all I can do is watch and listen. Scarab is rebooted. I can't tell if he remembers anything of what he had been before, almost good. I don't know if hear me, but if he can I hope he realizes what was going on and lets me out. But I know the chances of that are slim. Scarab has all of my memories, he knows everything about my life, about the team. Jaime Reyes apparently has control of his powers, and is in no danger of bringing on the reach apocalypse. I hope the team notices how differently I'm acting, more irrational, more..evil... Scarab has no problem killing those who get in his way. So far, no one has. Bart would notice, but he's not here, he's off with his grandfather saving people like a good hero. I hope he gets back soon, he'll notice...he'll get me out... Won't he?