Light headed, Dororo had heard voices from before.. They sound so.. Familiar.

"You're going on a mission... Make us proud.."

After more nostalgia, he woke up as a bright light had shined on his face. He couldn't move. Why couldn't he move? He looked up slightly just enough to see himself tied down against a table. Oh no, he's been caught.

"Nowhere to run, toad.." One of the shinobi insulted him as Shigure walked up to Dororo, holding something in his hand. When Dororo looked up at him, he was slashed across the face.

"Gah!.." That plasma sword cut through his respirator, his face revealed and having received a deep, bleeding wound. Shigure grabbed him by the chin, spitting words at him.

"How rebellious of you.. Should've put you away since the first time you disobeyed us. How did you even achieve to escape our lair?" He growled and threw Dororo back against the table.

"You are under our supervision. We have even more eyes laid upon you. Attempts to leave are futile." He snapped his fingers to signal one of the technicians to come forth. One of them brought gauntlets and strapped them against Dororo's wrists.

Dororo suddenly felt weak, his entire body trembling. God, his head hurt so much, and it wasn't from the wound. He was unstrapped from the table and he fell off. He couldn't even stand up, these gauntlets drained up all of his energy.

"Get up, already. Ugh, just watch him. Don't let him out of your sight, I need to attend business." Shigure left the room and entered the elevator to one of the dorm floors. When he exited to the floor he wanted, he saw Mukuro turn the corner, stressed out of her mind. He sighed and paid no attention to her and turned it towards Koyuki. He knocked on her door, expecting an immediate answer.

Koyuki woke up from her little nap, tears dried on her face. She jolted up as she remembered someone had knocked. 'Oh shit.. I hope it's not him... ' Koyuki thought and opened the door quickly, now disappointed to see it was Shigure.

"I see you're not well, Koyuki." He started as he entered her room.

"Ah well, busy night... Heheh-"

"Everyone knows Koyuki." Shigure cut her off and looked at her in the eye. Koyuki averted eye contact in shame.

"But I don't care about that now. What I do care about is how you know about our weapon?" He leaned in and narrowed his eyes at her.

"Only a specific amount of us are able to even access that it exists. How did you make physical contact with it?"

"He.. Came to me. He's been stalking me, wanting to talk to me." Koyuki looked back at him, failing to show she isn't afraid.

"Talk to you? About what? What has he... Been wanting to discuss?.." He leaned away and pulled out his plasma sword again, threatening Koyuki.

"Woah.. Nothing important. He's just trying to find out about what he is. That's all." She backed away a bit.

"So he somehow developed his sense of independence? Please. He's here to follow orders, just like you are. You're aware such a desire is forbidden, Koyuki.." He hissed and pointed his weapon to her throat.

She gulped the fear away and moved aside as he began to leave.

"He's dangerous by himself. You ever encounter him again... Run. Don't hesitate, don't even think about putting up a fight. Run." Shigure finished off as he walked away.

The door closed, and Koyuki was so relieved she wasn't hurt. She wish she could leave, but she can't just do that. Then Koyuki thought of Dororo again, wondering why Shigure would bring him up.

Wait..

Was Dororo caught? Oh no, she hoped he'll be ok. She couldn't just let this blow off, she had to do something for him. But her moves were limited with everyone watching her. As long as Dororo was ok, she can live with herself for a while.

AAAAAHHH!

Pain.

Pain is all Dororo had been treated with since he got back. He's been told to stand up and fight, but still too weak to catch his breath. And once again caught off guard, he was kicked down and tasered, screaming in pain once more.

"They'll kill me at this rate... I can't.. Let this happen.." He muttered to himself and stood up, looking at his opponent.

"What was that, froggy? I didn't hear you?" The shinobi teased and sprinted towards Dororo.

"Do it.. For her.." Dororo growled and dodged as the ninja thrusted his katana. He disarmed the spy, breaking his arm, taking the weapon and throwing it away.

Finally, Dororo was able to find his strength again. As they dragged the injured shinobi away, another one appeared behind him. Dororo sensed him, and swept at the legs, but the other had jumped up and kicked him in the face. He fell down, placing his hand on the fresh bruise on his chin before he heard the other call for a time out. Good, he could use this break. The other shinobi left him in the room, Dororo wasn't supposed to leave anyway, he just decided to sit there, attempting to heal his injury with his powers. He felt the bruise throbbing furiously in agony, he growled as he clenched his teeth, focusing to heal it.

It left with a sensation of the previous kick, but it healed. The same with Dororo's other bruises and cuts from earlier attacks. Rebounding the same pain over and over, but he healed himself. He wants this day to be done and be sent to rest. Dororo honestly wanted to see Koyuki again. He needed to see her. Dororo grabbed onto his head, then grasping on his hat flaps, growling loudly with rage. Practically yelling. Couldn't he just blow this place up if he wanted to?

Indeed, but too messy.

He just yelled, didn't he? Right there and then, he stopped and looked at himself. He was no AI. He was alive and breathing. Flesh and blood. Emotional.

Why was he convinced for so long then? What did these people do to him? Is this space thing his real home?

He stopped and rubbed his head from the headaches he was having. He knows some things, but not enough to truly find his way out of here and go home. If he could get to Koyuki... Just maybe, she could help him leave. He had to test his limits, and just as he thought so, more shinobi had stepped in the room.

"Perfect..." He sighed, and got ready for them to start. One sprinted towards him in a split second, then Dororo threw her off guard by tripping her feet off the ground, then grabbed her by the face, quickly breaking the ninja's jaw and threw her down. The other two watched in horror and backed away, drawing out their katanas as a precaution.

Dororo's blue eyes glowed with such a silent rage, no one dared to do anything. Not even the professors monitoring the fight did anything to pause the session.

He began to feel a buzzing sensation while he stared at the ninja's blades. The feeling felt greater as he lifted his arm, now controlling the weapons in the shinobi's hands. They tried to let go of their weapons but to no avail, Dororo ended up forcing the ninjas to stab themselves against their will. Twisting the blades in and out of their torsos. The ninjas yelled in agony, spilling out blood until they dropped dead. Their own blood pooling around the ninjas dead bodies made the broken jaw seem like nothing compared to this horror show Dororo started. The blue frog chuckled to himself and looked at the professors through the windows, staring at them to their very souls, causing at least one of them to faint. Dororo looked at his hands, balling them into fists. He probably doesn't need Koyuki's help. He could do this on his own, no sweat.

Dororo heard clicking behind him and was tasered once more, falling to his knees, rendered weak again. The cuffs were forced into his wrists again and so he became powerless. What was he thinking? Of course he needed Koyuki. Someone to watch his back while he fought. This time, he was escorted to a chamber, not his pod. His escort pushed him in the cell and locked the heavy door. This is how he'll feel if he ever goes home and returns to this place. Beaten, locked up, treated like shit. The only good thing that had come out from his view was Koyuki. She treated him fair. She didn't deserve to be with such a horrible group. She was a great person overall. Dororo just needed some way to contact her. He glanced down at the gauntlets cuffed around his wrists. If he could fracture the source of the lock, maybe he could break away from it and leave this dammed place, taking Koyuki with him as well. He looked back down at his restraints and realized this isn't anything he's seen on earth. This is the same technology used in his pod. It felt so...

Alien.

He didn't know how to describe it, but now he's totally aware he isn't welcome here much longer. He just wants to go home, to forget all about this. The blue light in his cuffs was probably one of the power sources. He needs to grab attention to himself, he needs to get a guard in here to do his job.

"Don't worry, Koyuki. I will get us out of here."