I'm sorry it's been a while. But the wait it over now. Next story Lay Low is ready to read below. Enjoy.
Lay Low
Chapter One
"Test subject 'M'. 17 years of age. Male. Nationalty: British. Been under sedation for nine hours due to instable complications. Subject had to be restained with iron wrapped round both his wrists and ankles. He should wake in the next hour. When he does... we begin."
The man clicked off the tape recorder and walked out the room.
His eyes fluttered open, blinkly rapidly to the bright white lights.
Groaning, he tried to move, but found his arms and legs were numb.
Looking down, he gasped when he saw iron bands on his wrists and ankles.
He struggled and wriggled, but nothing.
Looking around the room, he took in all the objects.
Some he had no idea, some he knew very well and some made him shiver and whimper.
He jumped when he heard the door open.
An old, black haired man walked in, (the same who spoke earlier) wearing a white lab coat and black gloves and boots.
Once their eyes met, the fear rose.
"Ah, you're awake. Good."
The boy kept quiet, but kept his eyes locked on him.
"I hope you enjoyed yesterday. Most fun."
Silence.
"Not talking today?" He smiled "Not surprised. You did wear your voice out with all that screaming yesterday. Never mind. They'll be none of that today, just a little chat."
The boy blinked.
"Why..." Clearing his throat, he tried again "Why are you keeping me here?" Still a bit raspy, but a bit clearer.
Instead of answering, the man walked over to him and grabbed his chin not too gently.
"When I said we will be having a little chat, I ment me. I gave you no permission for you to."
Letting go, he walked over to the giant window and started whispering something.
Behind him, the boy was pulling at his bonds. He stopped when his wrists bled.
Suddenly a yell was heard from the man "WHAT?! I TOLD YOU KEEP A FUCKING EYE OUT FOR HIM AND IF HE WOULD ENTER HERE, YOU WAS TO KILL HIM!"
Then there was a scream and crash "WHERE IS HE?!"
The boy gasped as the man looked pale.
He touched something in his ear and started talking fast, but the boy wasn't interested in that, it was who screamed that made his hopefulness take over fear,
but fear became higher when the man rushed over to one of the counters and and picked up a needle containing purple liquid.
The boy became more frightened when the man started to slowly walk towards him "No, no please. Don't. Leave me alone."
He started to cry "PLEASE! LEAVE ME ALONE! ARTHUR!"
BANG
The door banged open revealing a bloody and angry Arthur.
"Put that fucking down." he said in a dangerous tone. "And step away from Merlin."
Hope you enjoyed it.
Next chapter coming soon :)