Hitoshi comes too with His vision blurry
and his head pounding in time with his heartbeat.
an almost silent groan escaped him
as he raised his head and opened his eyes
and stared up at the ceiling of the cell he had been 'living' in
for almost 8 years, ten hours, and 58 seconds now
waiting for something to happen, the Doctors coming for
more experiments or one of the guards coming into the cell
to try to make him kill again, raising his right hand
Hiroshi stared at where his... claws popped out when he 'wanted'
them too. he swallowed the stale air in the building
blinking away the blood that his hands were covered in.
"it's not real. It's not real. You are not there anymore, your
back with the doctor again..."
he thought to himself as he popped his single middle claw
leaving his other two inside his hand for now.
"it hurt when they popped out still but... not anymore
more like it burned. ...burned like when the metal was
mused with his bones. burned like the liquid that he shallowed
as he fought to get out of the glass coffin he was drowning in
burned like the bang of wine glasses the doctors were drinking from as he drowned in front of them.
suddenly footsteps come down to his cell
and he stood up and his claw went back inside his hand again,
standing staring at the 10-inch thick metal cage
he had been tripped in for the last 8 years.
the scent of Vide his handler made the 15-year-old relax a little
he stared at the door that opened and he sees the blue
the haired blue eyed blue-skinned handler that was
the only one that was kind to him,
Vide was holding a bowl of oatmeal that was so bad
that the doctors who were so tight-lipped normally complained
about it, the guards complained too only
it hurt because they take their anger out on him, Hitoshi's shoulders dropped seeing that bowl.
Vide nodded looking at Him sadly.
they both know that Hitoshi needed more than very runny oatmeal to stay healthy, but... no one else cared about the
young experiment but Vide who was just his handler.
a week went by
Hitoshi would wake up with blurry vision from the experiments
sometimes his body would burn as it healed the damage
from them, sometimes his bones burned like when the metal
was put in. sometimes he woke up in Phantom pain from the metal going in.
as the doctors would pour acid on him to test his healing,
finally, it was mission week,
a week full of missions, not the pain of Acid, not the pain
of different liquids in his bloodstream. not the pain in his body
fighting to repair the damage done for 'science',
just him and Vide training somewhere where no one else could
touch them. Vide comes in looking pleased and in his arms
were clothing a lightly armored suit of black Kevlar.
and a dark indigo visor. his handler was in a more armored
kevlar suit. black was the main color again and he had his
own blue visor in his dark blue mop of hair,
they both had Black boots with metal in the souls.
quickly he dressed and followed his handler out of his cell