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Beta: Silver Dog Demon.
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Two weeks later - Baxter Building
"Reed, I'm worried about Johnny," Sue said, looking out the window, "he's been gone for almost a month, and we haven't heard from him at all!" She looked at Reed, worry etched onto her beautiful face.
"Yeah, I'm kinda worried too. I figured he'd be on the news by now, you know 'Super-dork Sets City on Fire' or something like that." Ben said, laughing.
Sue turned to Ben, giving him a cold glare that could rival even Victor Von Doom.
"It's not Funny Ben! He could be hurt or even. . ." Sue trailed
off, close to tears. She wiped her eyes and sat down on the couch, holding her head in her hands.
"I'm sure he's fine, Sue," Reed said, sitting down next to her, patting her back for comfort, "he's a big boy, he can look out for himself"
He too, shot a slight glare a Ben, who shrugged his shoulders and lumbered out of the room.
"I'm sure he's fine" Reed repeated, wrapping his arms around Sue, trying to shake the foreboding feeling that had settled over him a few weeks ago.
On the mysterious island with the lab
She was awake again. That was happening more often, now that the man had shown up. He would come talk to her, keeping her company. He kept repeating his name, Jonathan or, preferably, Johnny and his age, 24. It seemed that he only remembered those two things about himself. But he'd come, and tell her about the weather, and what was happening where they were. Sometimes he would even ask her questions too, like what her name was or how old she was, but he never expected an answer – he just enjoyed having someone to talk to.
"My name's Jonathan, just call me Johnny though. I'm 24. The sky is blue today, so it might be a nice day, if it doesn't rain – there were clouds on the horizon." he said.
She tried to open her eyes; she had been trying to open them since she had first woken up. Finally, her body relented and they opened, and she looked at him. He had short, blondish hair, and blue eyes. He was tall, about 6 feet.
'Well, he is 24, kinda cute too' she thought. He noticed her looking at him, and smiled.
"Hi" he said. She tried to smile, but she didn't quite have that control yet.
Jonathan looked around, searching for anyone who might be watching, then started typing something into the computer that was in front of the tank that held the woman.
Suddenly words appeared on the glass wall of her tank. She focused her sight on the forming words. They read:
-Something's wrong. I think the people who are running this place are trying to keep us here. I can't remember who I am. And I'd bet my life that you can't either-
Johnny stopped typing and looked up at the girl again. She was very pretty. Her eyes were a shocking violet color, and her hair was a sleek black. She had a lithe body, lean but not too muscular. The only clothing she wore was a black latex covering wrapped around her chest, not unlike a strapless bra. Around her hips were latex shorts that came down to her mid thigh.
She concentrated hard on getting what she wanted to say to appear on the monitor.
Suddenly, words started forming on the monitor in front of Johnny:
-I can't remember anything, my name, my age, nothing. I can't move. Help me, please let me out!-
Jonathan couldn't believe his eyes. He looked back at the girl, but her eyes were closed again. He sighed in defeat.
"Good night."
Jonathan looked at her with pity
'She asked me for help' he thought 'and I'll help her, I swear I will. Being stuck inside that tube must be hell. Being stuck out here is hell.'
A guard finally entered the room.
"Let's go! Back to your cell!" the guard yelled at him. When Johnny didn't move, the guard grabbed his arm and dragged him away.
"Hey! Let me go, I can walk!" Johnny protested, trying to yank his arm away from the man.
"Back to your cell, Number 2. The Sergeant's doing an inspection."
"Why does he need to do an inspection? His office is just down the hall, it's not like he's ten miles away from here or something," Jonathan retorted.
"Because it's called for, Experiment," The Sergeant said, walking up behind them, "Your insolence tests my patience."
"Well, I'm glad I'm making your life so miserable," Johnny snarled venomously, glaring at the Sergeant. Oh how he hated being called 'Experiment' – he did have a name afterall, even if he couldn't remember all of it. The Sergeant sneered and nodded to the guard, who grinned maliciously and kicked Johnny, hard. He felt the breath leave his body and he doubled over in pain. He looked up at the Sergeant, giving him an intense glare, his eyes flashing silver for a split second. And for that split second, the Sergeant felt a slight twinge of fear.
'You just wait, Sarge. You just wait.' Johnny thought murderously.
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