Whatever Happened To Luke Giles?
"Here is your badge, Dr. Banner." The security guard handed him a plastic-protected paper with his name on it along with the words 'access level, 2'.
"Thank you." Bruce pinned it to his shirt and waited patiently for the guard to buzz the door. After a minute, the door swung open and he stepped through before it shut again. He was patted down to check for weapons (for the third time) and only then was he allowed through the last set of doors. Sitting in a padded room, about ten feet from front to back and only eight feet wide, was a single chair, bolted to the ground. Handcuffs were attached to both the chair and the floor, as well as leg chains for his ankles. The chair faced the only wall left uncovered, a large clear glass pane for observing the patients. Bruce was led into the observatory and heard the heavy clink of the door's locks snapping together. He looked into the room at the patient.
Luke's hair had streaks of brown ink through it, a failed attempt to hide his blond roots. His skin was pale from being indoors and his eyes had a crazed look as they watched Bruce Banner.
"Hello, Luke." Bruce said as he approached the glass barrier.
"Dr. Banner!" Luke smiled and seemed ecstatic as he tried to wave. His handcuffs clanked loudly.
Bruce took note of the scratch marks on Luke's wrists. "How are they treating you?"
Luke's young face soured with paranoia. "They're all idiots. They're not like us." Bruce hummed noncommittally, encouraging Luke. "Have you gotten my letters?"
"Yes," Bruce looked down. "I was out of the country for over a year, though, and wasn't able to respond."
"It's okay." Luke smiled unnervingly. "You're here now." He paused and his eyes flicked around. "Is that woman here with us?"
"No." Bruce admitted. "Kitty and I aren't together anymore."
Luke snorted in disgust. "She's dumb. She didn't deserve you anyways."
"She isn't dumb." Bruce said darkly. "I was. I lost her."
"She didn't deserve you!" Luke insisted as he leaned closer to the glass. "She had the heart of the greatest mind ever and she wasted it!"
"Kitty's smarter than you realize. She's brilliant."
"I should have killed her when I had the chance." Luke hissed, his eyes widening even more, giving him a more manic appearance.
"She wouldn't have given you the chance."
"Yeah?" Luke sneered. "How smart can she be?"
"She figured out it was you long before I did." Bruce took a deep breath. "And I was too stupid to listen." Bruce saw Luke's body flush green with anger. Bruce turned and walked out of the room, leaving the sounds of Luke's screaming and the handcuffs rattling.
Waiting outside for Bruce was a doctor in white scrubs. Her red hair was braided back out of her face, which looked entertained. "So, what do you think?"
Bruce started walking down the hallway, making the doctor follow him. "I'm not a psychiatrist or a psychologist."
"Humor me." The doctor smiled.
Bruce turned around abruptly, almost causing the doctor to run into him. "I think he's an erotomanic with paranoid delusions. He's got an extremely high IQ and is probably the smartest person in this entire place and I don't think he should ever be released."
The doctor nodded and used her keycard to open the door for Bruce. "A sentiment all of us share."