::runs from the numerous people with bludgeoning objects:: AAAAAAAHHHH!!!!! Okay! Okay!!! It's here!!! O.o;;;; Next part! It's longer than the rest because I had like a Writing Spree at School on Friday. And I just had to type it up… :D So! Here you go!
Everything hurt. His headache was back and he still couldn't move. He opened his eyes, or he thought he did. Vision did not come to him. Struggling, he found that parts of his arms felt raw. Shadow heard voices now.
" I think the sedation wore off."
A hand touched his neck, feeling around. His body twitched under it.
" You're right."
" What shall we do?"
" Continue."
" Without sedat---"
" I said continue."
The black hedgehog still had no idea what was going on. He knew that he was strapped down to a cold table. Each body part was secured tightly. Moving did nothing. He tried, but felt hands at his legs. The two men talked amongst themselves as he felt something cold press onto his leg. A soft buzzing noise started. Black fur fell away from his leg in patches. He gasped and struggled again. The electric razor stopped and was replaced with a cool liquid against the now exposed skin. He shuddered and felt the blade cut away his flesh. Shadow screamed.
" Don't hesitate. Finish taking the tissue sample."
The blade kept going. Warm blood ran from the wound, clotting against his skin as it flowed. The cut tissue disappeared from his leg, causing more blood to run down. The men did not even try to tend to it. One of the men began to collect the blood in a container and then brought it away. Shadow bit his tongue, hoping that the pain would stop. His answer was someone drawing more blood from his arm with a needle. He screamed and began pleading with them to stop. They did not listen and began to take another tissue sample from his ankle. The ebony hedgehog winced, thrashing about as he felt his blood flow.
" Sedate him."
Two hands held his head still as another needle prick touched his neck. The liquid burned as it was injected into him, causing him to shriek, trying to pull away. The needle left his skin and the hands followed suit. Shadow twisted around, crying out as he continued to bleed. The men stood back and watched as he tried to fight the chemicals. His screams died down to soft moans, until he finally fell asleep.
***
His fingers twitched. A strange feeling had come over him, snubbing out the pain, for now. His body was limp, limbs free flowing at his sides. Shadow felt something surrounding his nose and mouth, and found that he could not speak. He didn't want to open his eyes, but he tried anyway. Bubbles ran up and down around him, keeping him afloat. He made a strangled gurgle as he gasped quietly, pulling the tube in his mouth down his throat some more.
Shadow found himself floating in the middle of a large container, unable to move. The water kept him still, cleaning the blood from his body, but in turn, burning the exposed flesh as well. He winced and tried to move. His body wasn't responding. His vision was bad enough, for he could only see shadows of outsiders walking around. The water hurt his eyes, so he quickly closed them, trembling. There were little sensors attached to different parts of his body, applied like little suction cups. The plastic mask covering his nose and mouth allowed him to breathe with no problems. The tube down his throat was most likely for feeding, but he wasn't sure if his captors had even fed him or not.
There was nothing he could do. He couldn't die, although he felt like he was, but whoever had captured him was keeping him alive within this container. He felt drained of all energy and slowly let himself shut down for a period of time.
***
He had no idea how long he was in this container. Nobody had taken him out. Nobody came. It was like he had been detained again, like the time that GUN kept him in a frozen stasis mode. Shadow shivered. There was no way that he'd be "preserved" for another fifty years. He had managed to survive. Only to be locked away again?
The irony was rather cruel to him on that part. But the only way out was to be let out, and it didn't look like his captors were going to do that for a while. His body ached from the lack of movement and malnourishment. If they had been feeding him through the tube down his throat, then they were doing a shitty job about it.
Not caring about the acidic water that stung him, Shadow kept his eyes open, watching figures move to and fro in front of his glass prison. After time passed, he saw the number of figures disappear. He let his eyelids drop. Before they were more than halfway down, a hand tapped on the glass. Shadow's half lidded eyes watched the advancement and the gray outline of whoever was outside. Perhaps they were finally going to free him. A whirring sound commenced. Shadow didn't pay too much attention to it until his feet touched the bottom of his containment field. He blinked. The water was draining! He slowly felt his body collect itself on the floor as the water removed from around him. Then another whoosh sounded as the glass veil was lifted.
He still couldn't move. Or speak. A hand gently rested on his shoulder as he heard the masculine voice.
" Shadow."
The ebony hedgehog curled into a ball, a reflex to danger. The hand did not leave. Something grasped the facemask and pulled it from him. Shadow gagged on the tube again, then felt it being pulled from out of his mouth. Once it was gone, he spit up something, shuddered, and let out a loud groan. His eyes didn't want to work and his body was very unresponsive to everything. The hands carefully examined him, muttering about the wounds that had not been tended to.
Shadow felt himself being lifted. He winced since it was about the only thing that he could do. The hedgehog's arms limply hung, fingers pointed to the floor as he was cradled in someone's arms. He felt motion and found that the guy holding him was running off, ducking here and there.
***
He didn't remember how he got out. Obviously the guy who released him had gotten him out of wherever the hell he was. But now Shadow didn't know where he was at the present time. The guy who saved him was nearby. A few other voices entered the picture.
" What happened to him?" A feminine voice asked.
" It looks like they were taking samples from his body." The same voice from before stated.
" They didn't bandage him up or take care of his wounds when they were done?"
" No. I found him being kept alive in a chemical bath of some sort."
" Those fucking bastards."
" He doesn't look too good…" A younger masculine voice declared.
" We'll need to tend to him. Better hold him down though. I'm going to disinfect the wounds." The female said.
Hands grabbed at his body. Shadow grunted and tried to fight them. He screamed as the stinging liquid pierced at his tender flesh. Everything throbbed. There were chemicals sloshing around inside of his body that stung everything. He struggled, still screaming as he was held down. Cloth wrapped around the sensitive tissue and tightened, causing him to cry out again.
" You took a blood sample, right?" The older male asked.
" Yes. And I'm afraid that the remedy that I concocted is going to be rather painful when I give it to him. It has to be strong to fight all the chemicals that they put inside of him, but it most likely will hurt as they mix." The female said.
" Do it."
Shadow thrashed around violently. Something crashed and the smaller male cried out. The older one barked commands.
" HEY! We need a little help in here!!!"
" Tie him down! He'll hurt himself!" The woman shrieked.
" Ow…my head…." The small voice whined.
" What the hell is going on in here?" A deeper voice said, coming into the room.
" Help me hold him down! We need to restrain him!"
" Right!"
Powerful hands shoved the blinded Shadow back down, pinning him. He wailed, screaming something about letting him go. The first male started to strap him down, immobilizing him.
" Hold his head still. I need to inject this…"
Shadow fought blindly. One hand went to his forehead and pressed down. Another sharp prick at his neck caused him to yelp. The new substance entered his veins and began to mix, hoping to dull the chemicals within him. He calmed a little.
" There. Now. Boys. Help me with this."
Soft cloth touched his open wounds again. Shadow trembled, feeling everything that was going on inside of his body. The chemicals were heating up, setting his skin on fire, and causing pain on every inch of him. He gagged a little.
" Hey…" The younger voice stated. " What's wrong with him? Didn't you just give him the medicine?"
" Huh?" A pause. " Oh shit. Quick, turn him on his side so he doesn't choke!"
Someone move him. Shadow had no control of his body now. He vomited, shoulders heaving, and then convulsed.
" What's going on with him?" The first voice questioned.
" His body is getting rid of the toxins any way that it can." The deeper voiced male said.
Please…
Two minutes later, Shadow threw up again. The four pairs of hands kept rolling him, making sure that he wouldn't suffocate. One of them cleaned his face and mouth after he vomited.
Just… let me…
The pain was horrible. Going through the earth's atmosphere hadn't been this bad. Shadow couldn't take it. After he finally couldn't vomit anymore, he started panting.
" I think the worst is over now…"
It was too much. His body was on fire, and the pain was only increasing. Shadow convulsed again. The hands gripped at him, making sure that he couldn't hurt himself in a mini-seizure.
Let…me…die…
He tried to bite his tongue off.
" ACK! Stop him!!!"
A hand pried at his mouth, forcibly opening it and grabbed his tongue. Shadow struggled.
NO! Just let me die! I can't take it!!
" Quick! Gimme that!"
Another cloth was quickly stuffed into Shadow's mouth, restraining his tongue. He gave another muffled protest as they held him down. The four tended to the last of his wounds and carefully monitored him. Shadow went limp after awhile, passing out from exhaustion.
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