And here we have the nightmares of a disturbed mind...Knives. We get a little insight into the Dust Infusion Project and why Knives hates Cain. I changed a few small things and made sure to give you an insight into what Knives is.
Nightmares
He was in the room again, he tried to move his head but it was belted to the table. He trashed about, but the leather bands around his arms and legs held him tight. The mouthpiece was there to prevent him from biting off his tongue. Not that it mattered anyway; Cain said that soon the serum GH37 would enable him to regenerate his lost limbs. Knives looked around and saw only white; the men in white and the bright light obscured his sight, until his eyes rested on the one colorful thing in the room, Johann. He wore his usual red suit and kicked his feet as he hummed a small tune. Upon seeing Knives he got up and walked over. "Hello there," He said with a wide malicious grin, "I see you're awake. They're going to begin the process soon. Soon I'll be out of that little cage in your head and free to roam around as I please." His eyes grew wide with madness, "Won't that be fun? The streets painted red and the city in a beautiful blaze, just like a Christmas tree. We never got to have one of those did we?"
Knives screamed at him through the mouth guard and Johann made a face of mock surprise, "I'm shocked, truly. I thought we were friends."
"Prep equipment for injection process and ready the electrodes for stimulation." The doctor began.
Johann smiled, "Here comes my favorite part."
They began the startup, and Johann began to sing. It was a sick tune, and it curdled Knives' blood. "Fasten the strap around your head; leather straps on an iron bed.
The needles whirring to and fro; into your blood the Dust will go.
He holds the knife above your heart; here comes the really bloody part.
You scream and scream with all your might; this vision fills your dreams with fright!"
He felt the scalpel cutting open his chest, felt the needles injecting the serum into his body, and he felt the agonizing pain as the electrodes sent waves of electricity into his body to activate the damn thing. Great Hunter 37 they called it, it was designed to regenerate dead cells when the wielder used their aura. It was synthetically created to make the perfect soldier, coupled with the Dust in his veins which would make him a walking weapon. Hell. It felt like fire flowed through his veins, and that was before the shocks. After those it felt like the fire exploded outward. When the electricity surged it racked his body with pain, and when he thought it was over the serum activated the Dust in his body. Thousands of fiery needles trying to escape his body; he screamed and screamed, but no one listened. It wasn't just that after a while. They wanted him to have power, and so came more Dust. Behind his heart, more in his veins it didn't matter to them, so long as it worked. Thousands of tortures in what felt like an eternity, and there was no end in sight. Again and again they took apart his body and put it back together with new things, and in the end none of it even worked. The GH37 was a failure so they designed a new serum and dubbed him a failed experiment, but Cain kept him around anyway.
Ruby heard the boy screaming and thrashing and put a pillow over her head to block out the noise. He screamed and thrashed for hours. It was only the first night, and these nightmares were racking his brain. I hope he's okay. She thought. After an hour, Professor Goodwitch came with a medical team and took him out of there. Were these nightmares frequent? And why hadn't I noticed that boy on the airship? She wondered. Sleep after that didn't come easy, but it came. However for the boy in red, sleep never came easy.
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