Chapter 7: New Player
He felt his eyes open, a strange feeling all things considered. Though he saw nothing; the room he was in didn't have any lighting.
Now that he thought about it... since when did he have feeling? He stretched out an arm, testing his mobility; surprisingly, it worked.
He wasn't able to comprehend what was going on, even with his mind multitasking to find an answer. Desperation filled his electric blue eyes, what was going on? So he did the only thing he could think of: he called out.
"Sir." his voice echoed in the hollow room. He tried again. "Sir!"
The unnamed child slumped against the wall, tears pricked his eyes, he was highly unused to the sensation of emotion; he only had ever gotten small doses of what it was like to be a person. A real person anyways, and now he was one. What in bloody hell had happened to make him human? How was it possible to turn his cybernetic code into genetic code? While he knew it was entirely possible to store human intelligence into a computer, he had never heard of... this.
A tear streamed down his cheek. He felt a sense of loneliness and absolute powerlessness wash over him, strengthening his negative emotions. How could anybody handle this...
Then something seemed to click in place in his new mind. He had other duties, he couldn't feel bad for himself right now, he had someone to take care of right now.
With that thought in mind he wiped his tears and attempted to stand up on his slightly wobbly legs, he had to grip the wall at first but then he got the hang of walking.
He turned his head when he saw the slightest sliver of light peeking out of a small crack in his cement prison. Determination filled his very soul he ran to the light and found himself passing through the wall.
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"So you mean to tell me that my entire team, including my handsome self, have turned into midgets due to some weird magic that Wanda pulled off when we were fighting Ultron?" Draco asked Fury.
"Yeah that's pretty much the gist of it." Nick replied.
"Lovely, absolutely... lovely." not even bothering to hide the sarcasm in his voice.
"Well what did you expect, Tony? Everything to go back to normal? Hell no! We're the Avengers! Normal isn't even in our vocabulary."
"Jeez, Spangles, when did you grow a backbone?" Steve playfully glared at Tony, er... Draco? He had no clue at this point.
Tony suddenly cringed, something niggled at the back of his mind, like he had something he needed to do. He felt the feeling get stronger until there was a slight buzzing in his mind. Then it disappeared as quickly as it came.
"Tony?" Astoria looked at him in concern.
"It's nothing Pepper... I just had the feeling that I had to do something... not that I know what that is." he said to her.
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Bright light assaulted his vision, making him squeeze his eyes shut until he finally adjusted to the light in... wherever he was.
The empty, yet still lit corridors were made from what looked to be masses of carved marble. He glanced around confusedly, not spotting a single electric light; instead the light seemed to emanating from the walls themselves, yet not. He stared at the walls for a second before lightly shaking his head to get out of his stupor.
Suddenly the halls darkened back to a pitch black state. He heard footsteps coming for his direction, a small ball of light seemingly moving on it's own in the dark.
"Are you sure you heard something? I'm not seeing any escaped subjects." a gruff voice asked the trainee next to him.
"I'm sure of it! There's definitely something on the loose!" a younger female voice started.
"Well I'm not seeing anything, trainee. You must have been hearing things... again." he pointed the ball of light in the young boy's direction. The boy cringed away, fearing he had been caught by an enemy.
"See nothing there at all!" the gruff voice said in triumph.
"But-" the smaller voice started again.
"But nothing, Trainee Auror Tonks. There is quite clearly nothing in this hall, though I will give you some points for being cautious; CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" he yelled.
The two aurors turned back down the corridor moving away from the terrified boy. He blinked; how did they not see him? He gazed at his hand which he couldn't see. Couldn't see. Holy shit! Had he just turned invisible? Another glance told him yes, yes, he did just turn invisible. He needed to get out of here. But... he still couldn't see anything past his own hand from the dim glow of the light source moving away...
Something near his eyes lit up and he moved to touch the object. Glasses. He took them off and found that everything was instantly much more blurry. He put them back on and they lit up a luminescent blue; like the color of his eyes. He found that his glasses also functioned as night vision goggles... glasses. Weird.
He concluded that the guards were most likely moving towards the center of the facility, so he went in the opposite direction hoping for it to be a way out.
Along the way he saw a room that had the door slightly cracked; looked like somebody hadn't locked it. He was curious about the contents in the room. He found it was full of cabinets and shelves, all piled with scrolls, parchment, and documents of all kinds. Who knows? Maybe he'd be able to find a map in here.
He walked alongside the shelves looking for anything map-like. He shifted his eyes to see a cabinet labeled: Test Subjects.
He hesitated before deciding to follow through with human instinct and pulled it open, no locks at all. He scanned through the files before finding one that caught his eye.
Subject 1011822919
Species: Unknown Humanoid
Name: Unknown
Description (Appearance): Bright gold hair, electric blue eyes, slightly tanned skin, skinny yet somewhat strong build.
Abilities: Unknown
Description (Behavior): Subject seems unresponsive to anything, any magic used on subject shorts out, subject has been put in a charmed room under a stasis charm until new evidence on subject is found.
Weaknesses: Unknown (Do not engage if found active, due to resistance to magic of any kind.)
This file has been reviewed by Minister of Magic: Cornelius Fudge
His eyes widened as he went through the file. He wasn't going to leave this here at any rate. He didn't need it, his eidetic memory had already memorized every piece of it, but he couldn't let anyone know about him in this strange world; lest he be experimented on by whatever crazies had thrown him in containment. He slid the file under his rather expensive-looking vest so that it was tucked right next to his chest.
On the far wall he spotted copies of the same map in a small pile that was labeled: For New Recruits. He smirked. Now the game had changed. He opened a folded map and made sure to memorize every detail, then set it back exactly as it was.
It wasn't hard to find his way out after that, all he had to do was follow the route from the file room. He came upon an elevator and frowned. He couldn't just use the thing! It would alert the guards to his presence! He furrowed his brows in thought, and then mentally snapped his fingers.
If he could turn invisible... and fell out of the wall earlier... his file stated that he shorted out an energy source... then his glasses turned out to be rather tricked out... maybe he had other abilities. Or maybe not. But his theory was worth a shot.
He stepped into the open elevator and concentrated on the electrons in the air. The electrons started to charge together and form small electric currents around him. He started to sweat under the strain of continuously controlling billions of small particles at the same time, but he can't give up, he has to find him. He started to glow a faint gold and faded in to the charged particles. He found that he floated off the floor from magnetism and charge and he tried to float upwards, and to his delight; it worked.
He grinned and couldn't help but whisper, "This is so cool!"
Using his other ability to go through the ceiling of the elevator he floated upwards until he reached the top. Which happened to be an old British police box.
"I think that when I find the group we should go home and watch Doctor Who or something." he said to himself quietly.
Yeah that sounded good. Get back to the others, explain what in bloody hell happened, and then watch a Doctor Who marathon.
Unfortunately for him, that probably wouldn't happen for a while.
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I would say that I'm spoiling all of you by posting twice today... but this honestly is me trying to make up for being gone so long... yea.
Anyways, this is my favorite chapter so far due to the action being involved... and one of my favorite characters showed up... *cackles madly.
By the way, you know that test subject number? Yeah the one that I put in the file. Just to remind you it's: 1011822919. And that number is highly significant as you can decipher to find out just whom I've put in this chapter; if you haven't already.
Stay Hyper!- Birch