A/N: New chapter! I wrote this while I should have been doing more productive stuff... ah well.
The Tall Man in a White Lab Coat and Glasses
Subject Zero slammed her fist across the filthy glass, no matter how long she called out to it, hours spent screaming out soundless distress signals, the world outside would not change. Everyday was the same out there; children would run around on together on the dull green grass, sheltered lovingly by a lazily sprawling tree. They would laugh, they would cry, they would live, all whist she wasted in this dull grey room, alone.
She took three steps back and closed her eyes, concentrating her energy just as she had been taught.
"Zero," she felt the cattle prod stab into her back "if we don't see any improvement we're going to have to punish you."
A blue glow began to emit from her body, she concentrated as hard as she could, if she could only keep it up, just for once...
A thousand pins of pain permeated into her body, a scream built up in her throat but it only seemed to entice them further into hurting her. A force swept her off of her feet and she collapsed onto the ground, shaking uncontrollably. She felt the cattle prod at her neck again.
"21st November. Subject Zero's progress is still... disappointing."
All she could do was cling desperately to the floor as the electricity burned throughout her body once again.
Instinctively, she let out a whimper and the blue light receded back into her. She felt her knees tremble beneath her as she fell to the ground, hot tears cascading freely down her cheeks.
"Please stop!" her voice was horse from screaming, her nails scratching frantically at the ground.
"You know full well what you have to do if you want me to stop."
"I... I can't."
"So be it. Smith, get the whip."
"No! Please don't-"
She felt his foot against her face, instantly silencing her.
"I think our subject needs a little more incentive."
She clawed the burns and scars which marred her entire body, wishing that there was a way she could cover them up; every time she caught her reflection in the window to the outside world she was sickened by the reminder of how powerless she was against them. They did this to her, it was their fault, no matter how many times they tried to tell her otherwise.
"You'll only ever be as good as we're making you, remember that. And if you aren't good enough, well..."
Her eyes widened in fear at what the tall man in the white lab coat and glasses; as he spoke, he lazily twirled a strange stick which gave off electricity as he gently squeezed a red button on the handle.
"Well lets just say that we have our methods."
For the first time in her life, tears dissolved into rage. Why should she be denied the world outside, it was all she'd ever wanted in her life.
A blue glow began to emit from her fingertips.
Did they know what suffering was? If they knew what the world inside here was like, would someone out there care?
Did such a silly notion even exist outside of this room?
As her anger reached a climax, so did the blue energy coursing through her veins. Shrouded in blue, she caught her reflection on the window. She was shocked at how empowered she looked, standing tall and glaring defiantly back at herself.
Her eyes lingered over a scar on her left hip.
He now had the device he had been twirling so casually when they first met held over her waist.
"You have three seconds..."
She panicked; what exactly did he want her to do?
"One... two..."
He lingered slightly longer on the last word.
"Three."
She closed her eyes and felt pain nothing like she had ever experienced before.
Her mind went blank; all of her emotions reached a crescendo as energy came spilling out of her, aimed directly at one thing, her reflection.
Someone behind her began to applaud.
"Excellent Subject Zero, I knew it was only a matter of time."
The tall man in the white lab coat and glasses signalled to the guards.
"Take her away for more testing."