Make Me Feel

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Chapter 4

Zachary had come dangerously close to pissing himself during the trip to Doc Ock's hideout. He was hundreds of feet off of the ground being held by nothing but one of the metallic tentacles sticking out of the older man's back and every time he was jerked around he thought he might lose it.

He never was able to see the outside of the actual hideout because the other man ordered him to shut his eyes for that. Apparently he would have to earn his trust and that didn't bother Zachary one bit. His father had been Batman after all, he was fully aware of trust issues.

When he was finally allowed to open his eyes he saw that he must be in some kind of storage facility. At least that was what must have originally been. It was pretty much the inside of a warehouse that had collapsible walls put up to make different rooms. The part he was currently in seemed to be a make shift living area. A worn sofa, table, lamp, television, had all been spread around somewhat awkwardly and rushed.

Zachary realized that the other man was watching him with a studying expression on his face and Zachary remembered that they may have now met, but they had yet to be fully introduced. Coming from an Elite Class home, Zachary was very aware of the importance of being respectful and polite to your respectful adults.

"I'm sorry," He started using a polite tone, "I just realized that we haven't been correctly introduced."

He offered the man a his charming smile and tried to not seem like an idiot trying to act well brought up but was really a teenage pot smoker from the lower middle class suburb.

The other man continued to study him for a moment longer. The money had been set down in a corner and the four heads of the tentacles were watching him closely. At least, he thought that they were watching him closely. Or at least watching him.

Slowly a small smile spread onto the older man's face. He seemed to be amused by Zachary's behavior and almost curious. He walked towards the young man and continued with his small-amused smile. In truth, the young man in front of him fascinated him.

As he approached the boy he was secretly pondering over and studying every thing he so far could tell about the boy. He could see he was definitely young, no more than sixteen or seventeen. He seemed to carry a strong energy around him and also seemed to have a perfectly stable temperament. Also seemed to be very smart and aware of the reality around him.

"Yes, I believe you are right. We haven't been introduced. Let's remedy that, shall we? I am Dr. Otto Octavius. But I believe the public has quickly come to know me as Doctor Octopus. Or, Doc Ock, if you will."

Zachary smiled a little more; this was definitely going very well. This greatly relieved him and made him feel a little bolder.

"Zachary Wayne. It is a great honor to meet you Sir. I look forward to working for you."

Ock chuckled at that and was quickly finding that he liked this boy. He had an attitude that was very appealing to have for company. He seemed to have been brought up well, and even though he acted extremely polite, Ock could see the sharp intelligence and wit in the boy's eyes.

When he reached the boy he put his human hand on the boy's shoulder blade and began steering him into another direction. Zachary followed without any protest and continued to take this as an extremely good sign.

"Tell me Zachary, where are you from?"

"Gotham City, Sir."

Ock nodded and gave a short bark of laughter.

"You may drop the 'sir' now, my dear Zachary. We are on speaking terms are we not? You may call me Dr. Octavius."

Seeing the young man's nod he continued with his conversation.

"Now, Gotham aye? Home of Batman, am I right?"

He was right of course. And it gave Zachary an ache deep in his chest to think of his late father. He paused a moment before answering the older man and decided upon something.

"Yes, but he's dead."

The other older man looked over at the teenage boy and raised an eyebrow.

"And you know this how?"

Zachary swallowed the lump that had just grown in his throat. He looked down at his feet as they walked and after a few moments, he answered.

"He was my father."

His strong voice had come out hushed and he continued to look down at his feet. The older man paused for a moment and was obviously surprised. Even someone as brilliant as himself hadn't been expecting that. Zachary glanced up from his feet and at the older man's face and saw his 'I'll be damned' expression.

Octavius cleared his throat and tried to continue the now awkward conversation.

"Well, that was unexpected. May I ask how he died?"

Finally looking up all together, Zachary frowned for a moment. But after taking another glance at the other man, he sighed and answered.

"He had been called into action when Two-Face and a ton of his goons were stealing experimental chemicals and acids from a factory down-town. It was a huge fight, and he stopped them. But near the end of the fight some of the acid was thrown at him and onto his chest .It melted his chest armor and three bullets got him just before he left. He died not long after he got home."

Zachary stared ahead as they walked. Ock had listened fully and quietly and was nodding his head slowly in understanding.

"Yes, I can understand your pain. During the biggest moment of my life I had been working on a nuclear fusion that could have helped the world more than anything had. Spider-Man arrived and ruined the experiment. Thanks to him, my loving wife Rosie was killed and these limbs," He motioned to the four robotic arms. "were permanently fused to my spine. If they were to be removed, I would either be paralyzed from the neck down or be killed."

Zachary felt two emotions bubble up in him. It was sympathy and anger. He could hear the grief and anger in the other man's voice and it filled him completely with sympathy and anger. Sympathy because this man had lost more than he ever had. He had lost his love, his life, and worst of all, his ability to be a person. Even if he had chosen to continue his life as a normal person, he never would have been accepted. Like Zachary would never be accepted after he fully turned into a living statue with no feeling.

He felt the anger for Spider-Man. If he hadn't shown up then Doctor Octavius would still have his life.

"That's horrible. If I had been there I would have stopped that bug."

There was a strange bitterness in Zachary's voice. He couldn't remember ever hating the thought of someone this much.

"Yes, but that is the past and this is now. And now, my dear Zachary, I need to ask you some questions and do a full examination of your…ermm…condition."

Zachary hadn't been paying attention to where they had been going and now he saw that they were in some kind of lab. In the center of the room was a metal examining table and there were cupboards and counters covered and full of all kinds of equipment.

Zachary nodded and answered "Alright."

Octavius looked pleased and started to explain and give small orders.

"Good, now I'm going to need you to strip completely and hop up on the examining table for me. I'm going to start out with some questions and a few routine tests."

Octavius had officially switched into full doctor mode and was ready to get down to business. Zachary nodded and complied even though he was uncomfortable with being completely naked in front of an older man he had just met. But, he decided it could be worse. For example, he could have been a girl.

Feeling somewhat self-conscious he stripped and set his bundled up clothes on a chair. Octavius had his back to him and was preparing what looked like a clipboard and a tray of small tools. Zachary last of all removed his socks and went to sit on the metal table. It was very cold; he had no choice but to admit that.

As he waited he looked around and upon looking down he froze. There was a small spot of stone rash on his chest. He had been checking himself every day and he was sure that that spot had not been there when he had gotten up that morning.

He was snapped out of his stare when Ock finally came over and took his left arm into his large hands.

For the next two hours he was questioned, poked, prodded, and all sorts of stuff. He was sure that if this had been some other guy in a house the man would have been arrested for molestation.

Zachary at the beginning must have seemed more tense then he thought that he had. Because when Octavius had him stand up so he could do an examination of his full body, the older man had stopped, sighed, and looked Zachary right in the face.

"I know this must be extremely uncomfortable and odd to you but you need to relax and trust me. I know I'm supposed to be an evil super villain but I assure you I'm not going to harm you, or rape you or any of that nonsense. I am a Doctor, Zachary. And as a Doctor I can assure you I'm doing this for your sake and for the sake of anyone like you. I'm not a freak who does this to young boys so he can get his kicks and be perverted. Now, please try to relax."

Zachary had tried to be as relaxed as possible after that and apparently he did well, because there were no more lectures after that. Actually, Octavius barely talked the entire time. He would mostly just ask the occasional question and mutter and mumble scientific mumbo jumbo under his breath.

The worst part of the entire examination had to have been when Octavius had ordered him to lay down on the table and spread his legs. Zachary's eyes had nearly jumped straight out of his eye sockets. But he had managed to get through it with only jumping a couple times and having his face turn beat red. When he had been told to sit back up he had seen Octavius's face when he had turned away shaking his head and Zachary was silently fuming when he caught the amused look on the older man's face.

When it was all over he was allowed to redress and he decided to leave off the coat and glove while he was still in the building.

"I'll try to make you your own room soon. Until I can set one up you can stay on the couch in the first room you saw earlier. Since you admitted to not having much sleep recently, I'm going to give you a sedative so you'll be fully rested tomorrow. You're going to be coming out with me then."

Zachary didn't ask any questions and simply nodded his head. He watched as Octavius mixed a spoonful of white powder into a glass of tap water. He then followed Octavius back to the room he would stay in. Octavius handed him the glass and said, "Don't drink this until you're already on the couch. You have to drink it all together. I'm going to go work on some plans, so I will see you when I wake you up tomorrow."

He then left to work on whatever his plans were and Zachary sat down on the couch. He looked at the glass of foggy colored water and gave a slight shrug. Plugging his nose he downed the contents of the glass in one long gulp. He sat the glass down on the floor and suddenly everything was very heavy and blurry. He fell back onto the couch and was asleep the moment his head hit the end pillow.

End of Chapter

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