Warning! the chapter you are about to read was written over 2 nights at 2 am- there is Fruk. Enjoy 3
Harmonic hit the ground with a thud. He was near exhaustion; he could see spots and his breathing heavy. He couldn't concentrate; something was messing with his head. It didn't help that the testing that was occurring was near brutal and inhuman on the highest of levels.
The Lab assistant that morning had noted a higher temperature; it became apparent he was becoming ill. That meant quarantine.
The other Subjects watched from the sidelines, they saw the boy fall and instantly Beast was by his side, offering words of encouragement and nuzzling at the boy. It became clear that this test was over…with the subject failing.
It wasn't the first either; after that the next to go up had been Atomic, who had to be sedated as he attempted to blow them all sky high. Glacier also managed to get by but just barely almost succumbing to sleep as they tested his endurance. However Amazonia was deemed a fail because she allowed her weapon to break during her fight, which she protested until they brought out a large intimidating needle, she quickly backed down and chuntered away next to Summon. The test rolled on one after another, being gruelling and near impossible tasks, the second to final test was for the twins and unfortunately Mirror failed at defending himself, causing him to damage his wrist and now against his will was being nursed by Solaris.
"My little tomatito!" he cooed into the Italian's ear just to see the boy turn his favourite shade, the little red blush that slowly developed across Mirror's face as he protested against the older boy.
"Get off me, you fucking moron!" He protested but Solaris held on tighter until the boy once again gave up and muttered under his breath. However, the fact that the two were allowing themselves to get so close had been noted again and again. They were deemed too close.
A large guard towered over the two boys and, with a large rough hand on Mirror's injured wrist, yanked him from the Spaniard's grip, giving him a warning glace and dumping the Italian shivering from pain at the other end of the bench. Solaris pouted; they had taken away his favourite playmate.
Soon Solaris was yanked by his ear to the centre of the test area.
"This is the new boy, sir" they placed an intimidating hand heavily on Solaris' shoulder, another grabbed his chin, choking him a little and forced him to look up at the large screen wall, just able to see a shadow figure behind it. Solaris realised that was the one everyone referred to as The Head.
"He has the ability to control the heat of an area and control fire but not produce it"
Solaris shivered. Memories of how they found out about his abilities plagued through his mind. Soon enough he was left alone in the enclosed space. Four towers shot up at the corners and began to spin and raged as fire spewed from the vents, moving along paths in the floor so the Spaniard was forced to move quickly. As the towers of flame began to speed up, he realised that if he didn't rely on his abilities he was toast. Literally. He stopped and closed his eyes and began to shape his surroundings based on their heat, he felt the cold walls outside the test area, he felt the body heat of the other subjects, noting Mirror's was strangely high, it was similar to the German's but unlike Harmonic as far as he knew Mirror had no illness. It was when he felt a scolding heat source approach him that he decided it be best to questiont it later. He dodged sliding between two of towers. Eyes still closed, he planted his hands on the floor and propelled himself into the air keeping an eye on all four towers at the same time. He twisted and landed on his feet at the opposite end of the room.
A small smile appeared upon The Head's face, what he saw pleased him.
Dodging again and again the Spaniard began to understand how he could use the mapping; he could pick out every person within the area and everything else to. However he did find it odd, he couldn't feel the heat signature of The Head.
The other subjects watched as the boy seemed to dance with his potential death. It was captivating and although the teens were filled with dread and fear for the life of their friend, they couldn't help but feel awe inspired at the same time.
Suddenly the air felt cold. Easing his eyes open with caution, Solaris found the room had returned to what it first was. Approached by the scientist, he was dragged once again out of the lab, somehow he had passed.
As lunch time came around the subjects were once again left to their own devices. Mostly grumbling at the unfair testing, Solaris was happily run around chasing the small yellow bird. He and Beast had become closer friends, finding humour in the darkest of the situations; they both discovered they enjoyed each other's company. Also it had become apparent that the Spaniard was easily distracted and since his 'I will love and hug all' attitude kept getting him in trouble, by becoming a small fluffy …and real animal it seemed the boy was more than happy to try and play with it. Beast felt a little stupid since he could feel the eyes of the other boys watching him.
Harmonic, who had been taken from the room for a medical assessment, arrived in the room and stared, feeling embarrassed to be related to the new guy's toy. He had been treated for his fever and was feeling much more refreshed. Reflect leapt on him, squealing in delight at his friend's return.
Harmonic made no move against the boy and instead stared at him until a sharp jab in the back by Amazonia forced him to. Looking at her with a sour expression he proceeded to probe for the reason to the disruption.
"What was that for?" He growled eyes narrowing. The rolling of her eyes and her finger indicated she had spotted the various guards around the room staring at him, edging forward.
Reflect blushed bright red feeling himself due to the embarrassment he felt from forgetting what would happen when they got so close. Yet for some reason he didn't mind.
Then the lunch bell rang and the subject sat down at the tables, and once again the same scheduled meal. Today was a little different though; today Atomic was a little bored and so decided that he would tease the one person who would retaliate to spectacular effect
"You bloody wanker, try chewing your food you animal!"
Summon once again took the bait.
"But Summon, the food is awful!" he whined and kicked at the Brit under the table. Summon growled and kicked back
"Well, I don't want to see it!" he hissed.
Atomic then began to flick the unwanted meal at Summon. The boy tried to ignore it but as the American continued taunt him, he knew the boy had a short fuse and his attempts to light it were becoming more and more successful.
"Atomic, if you don't bloody stop that right now you git, I swear I will make that space monster alien from your dream, purple tentacles and all!"
He yelled without thinking. Briar leapt up at the sound of the outburst and looked over to see Atomic blinking in confusion of how Summon knew that and shaking at the same time from the memory of the dream, but after a few blinks he was back smiling and on his feet poking at Summon's cheek, so close to rage.
It was considered a side effect of the explosive power at Atomic's control, however it just could have been that Atomic just plain enjoyed fighting, enjoyed getting to play the part of the hero, which seemed redundant when he was the one starting the fight. Just as Summon was about to jump on the teen Briar felt the need to intercept.
Roughly grabbing Summon by the arms, he pulled him back. Summon wriggled furiously in the French teen's arms
"Let me at him, let me at him! He'll wish he was never born!" Kicking out the table receiving a hefty blow and the food went everywhere; everyone scrambled from their chairs and stared as the guard were preparing to intervene.
Briar clicked his tongue in disapproval before spinning the Brit to face him and pinning him down on the table using his whole body to pin him down. The squirming stopped almost immediately.
"There, that wasn't so hard mon lapin" Briar smiled and then blinked looking at the boy beneath him.
Summon had stopped moving and was staring at the boy on top of him, he was blushing a deep red flush, eyes wide with confusion and a small amount of want. Briar stared into them and was drawn in; he never noticed how cute Summon was when he blushed like this. He began to understand why Solaris enjoyed making Mirror blush if this adorable like face was the reward. His eyes wandered over the boys features.
Summon had emeralds for eyes, they shone full of emotion, incredibly valuable, Briar wanted to keep them for himself, he couldn't understand why but he wanted those eyes to only fall on him and no one else, in fact he wanted to own every little bit of the boy, just for him, no one else. Without thinking, he leant in.
As Briar move in towards his face, Summon felt so many feelings rush through him. First he panicked and the urge to struggle kicked in, then confusion as his eyes looked on the deep pools that stared into his own iris seemed to submerge him and waves of calm washed over his body. It all felt so right and finally acceptance kicked in. He relaxed in the boys grip and half hesitantly closed his eyes awaiting contact.
Briar's lips lightly pressed onto Summon's
CRACK
Summon's eyes flew open and he shook as the French teen screamed and was yank backwards by his hair. He called out to Briar but when he got off the table, the rough uncaring hands yanked him back and dragged him away kicking and screaming.
Briar was pinned to the floor and though struggled he could not win. He looked up to see the British teen being dragged out of the room. He cursed himself over and over as they yanked him up and dragged him through a door at the other end.
Allowing his head to flop backwards, he stared at the ceiling. The constant white allowed him think about what had happened, to process the whole event in detail. At first it was to tell himself how wrong it was, but going over everything reminded him of the cute look the boy had gave him, suddenly he craved it a small smiled pinching his lips. Even as he was punished the smile did not falter.
Brother held tightly onto Flora, he was quiet and unmoving. Flora had known her brother to be closed but over the years he had become locked and bolted. Nothing escaped the boy but a few words these days, or at least the times she saw him. She hummed to herself as she intertwined her fingers with his.
"Brother…will we get to live together one day?" she asked knowing the answer, she asked it every day.
He would also always reply with a small nod.
She sighed, hoping to hear her brother's voice she went to sing to him, hoping it would help him break from his cold shell. It never happened, but she always felt like it was worth a shot.
As the night rolled in, the subjects knew soon they would have to retire to bed. They were called to do so as a badly beaten Briar was dragged into the room mumbling under his breath. It was the only noise heard as they were escorted to the sleeping area.
Summon was laid on the bed unmoving. He had also received a lashing and then been dumped on his bedding. His eyes flickered open as he had enough energy to watch the rest of them trudge in, his eyes seemed to lock onto Briar
They told me nothing good will happen
He thought over the marks he had. Briar lifted his head and the two sets of weary eyes met, Summon felt his face blush as he saw the teen smile, even though he was in so much pain. The smile was meant for him and only him.
Why are you tempting me?
Briar smiled as he once again gazed upon Summon. His and only his… no amount of beating would ever change that ever. As he was roughly thrown onto his bed he found he quickly fell to slumber.
Summon stared at the ceiling. Did he dare? Did he dare wish to pursuit the dangerous feelings he was having
After all…there is a way no one will know…
He smiled and closed his eyes. He once again felt himself slip away to the black emotionless field, his mind. His dreamless plain never had the chance to be shaped, his power never allowed his mind to relax enough for it to happen. But he had no time to think about that he turned and ran, his feet pounded onto the ground causing silver ripples to form on the black. He saw a light ahead and smiled. He was on his way.
When he entered the light suddenly he was standing in a large mansion. Summon smiled, knowing the décor as the mind he wanted to enter, and if he was correct, he would have to travel up the stairs in front of him and into the first bedroom on the left. Looking at the door he knocked lightly on the tanned wood and felt his heart race as he heard footsteps on the other sides. The door handle turned and the door peeked open as a sapphire eye peered out at him.
"Summon?" Briar was a little taken back from seeing the boy in his dream, he smiled. Well he did want Summon, to protect the boy and have him all for himself.
Summon felt his cheeks blushed bright red as around his neck a collar appeared. What the hell was Briar dreaming of now he was there? Oh well, I guess as long as he was happy.
"Hello Briar…I…came to see you…may I come in?" He asked sheepishly
Briar went red and nodded, opening the door and allowing the boy in. The bedroom was nothing more than plain walls, a desk in one corner and a large bed at one side of the room; he had a balcony that led onto a wonderful view of large fields. Summon had always liked to look over them, every dream plane reflected the person, reflected a place they held dear. A place before the laboratory.
Summon fidgeted a little, unsure it Briar would accept what he was about to do. Briar was about to speak when the British teen wrapped his arms around Briar's neck and pushed his lips to meet the others mouth. Briar was taken back at first, then slowly relaxed closing his eyes and moulding his lips to Summon's, his hand travelled to the boy's hips and drew him close to the French teen's body. After a few moments Briar pressed his tongue against Summon's lips, asking for entry. Although he didn't understand why, Summon's lips obeyed the silent command and his lips parted, allowing Briar's tongue to explore his mouth. The Brit shivered and a small muffled moan came out. Briar broke away and Summon whimpered as the sensation was taken away. He saw the boy smile and before he knew what was happening he was being laid onto the bed, Briar straddled over him nipping at the skin of his neck, allowing pleasure to pass through Summon as he shivered and small moans to escape his mouth.
His body was reacting on his own. Summon realised it was because he was in Briar's dream, he was being influenced by the host mind, after all he was just a visitor, a small piece of conscious that was easily influenced.
The French teen's hand wandered down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as he went, causing more and more pleasure to run through his body, he arched his back and moved his hands to grip the back of the jacket Briar wore.
As expert hands ran along his skin, causing chills to pulse though Summon
He realised he never wanted it to end.
Francis Bonnefoy- Briar
The ability to create and grow almost indestructible rose vines- very useful for both attack and defence
Believed to be able to communicate with flora however this has yet to be confirmed, if left alone he will instantly seek out the nearest plant so this shows promise
Has attacked one of the guards but he destroyed a daisy in the garden. Such violence from disrespect to nature could be troublesome- re education has been scheduled, if he shows this behaviour again to occur immediately
Seems to show interest in Subject Summon- it is advised that if interest develops further that the two are separated and re educated
Subject Briar and Subject Flora are content in each other's company and both seem submissive when outside. Seen as a friendship on common ground
