When he came to he was shocked to see the office in ruins and blood smeared on the walls and the floor. Held in his hand, barely resembling the person he'd seen when coming into this building, was Doctor Brackenwald. Blood poured from wounds that Jeb had given him by savagely clawing into his flesh with his bare hands. The doctor would not be fighting back anymore. "Kill me, finish it, experiment one," he rasped, "I just don't understand how this miscalculation could have occurred…"
As Jeb recovered from the shock, he dropped the doctor to the ground who was too weak to even groan. Anger rising in his voice, "You fool! Kill me!" The words shook Jeb to his core. Kill him? Like this? Could he…? And then he understood the separation between him and the doctor; he would not close the gap.
Jeb looked at him coldly, "No."
"Why not?" He hissed.
"Because I have something that you lack, perhaps you lost it when you acquired the microchip, I tend to think you never had it at all."
"And what is that?"
"Control." And he turned and walked away.
It's done and it sucks. I suck at writing. Hopefully some people enjoyed it at least a little.