They had thought that the threat of the D.U.P. had died off with the capture of Augustine. That they could handle any of the military that came their way, especially when the cement power wasn't being utilized as often as it once had.
But they were dead wrong.
It was a new threat with an old face, and it was one no one could have predicted. And it started with the capture of conduit by the hundreds.
Eugene hadn't been able to find much about it through the cables and news, beyond how part of the D.U.P. were beginning to recapture more, what they had called, bioterrorists. That title had been dead for months, but it seemed as though someone voiced their concern about rogue conduits, and the D.U.P. turned their focus towards them.
However, the title itself was abused, and anyone who had powers were labeled as a bioterrorist. Again. And yet, since they had been through this once before, a repeat should have been twice as easy to conquer.
But it's always hard to find a threat that hides itself in the shadows and knows how to skillfully take in any suspect without notice and without detection. And, it should have been so much easier Eugene to find, compared searching the streets like Fetch and Delsin had been doing. And somehow, they had managed to find the dominion, because he hadn't received or given a single call to either of those two, and yet the men in gear forced their way in before he could even blink.
And he had been in this situation once before. As soon as the door had cracked from the force, he was invisible and in hiding. But they had some tricks up their sleeves, and they were apparently using some sort of heat scanner, because all the laser pointers of their guns pointed to his chest, right where his heart was, without too much effort.
His heart felt like it was in his throat, and the constant thudding was nearly deafening. He didn't hear them coming. He didn't even get the chance to look at the lasers on him. Hands were up in surrender and an instant later, a sharp stinging pain shot through the side of his neck. The dark room grew darker, and he hadn't even noticed that he had fallen unconscious until he woke up in a white room, arms behind his back and tied together with a couple zip ties, and completely disoriented.
...Despite it, he knew he wasn't getting out of this one unless someone entered the room. And even though it felt like an eternity later, the only movement was a small slot of the door opening with a small tray of food. Nothing more.