Marvel's Cloak: Shroud of Darkness

Chapter 1 - Hell In Motion

Earth 34 – 19 – 17

Inside an abandoned hospital room, isolated from all nearby settlements, the agonizing screams of a young boy could be heard resonating throughout the hallways.

"Argh... arrrrggghhhh... argh... please stop... please stop!" Tyrone yelled, the pain of several injections inserting into his body sending his already unstable mind into a deeper, darker spiral of emotions.

Tyrone could feel his internal organs being pushed aside as if something deep inside him was trying to claw its way to the surface.

It felt like darkness and dread and fear and hate and hunger and everything wrong with the world so Tyrone knew he couldn't let it out no matter what.

Still, there was only so long that he could resist.

"Immediately administer another 50ccs of Protofol." The Male Doctor yelled, alternating his gaze anxiously between the beeping machines that filled the room and Tyrone's face that was twisted in pain "I am sorry young man, but we all have our struggles,"

Dr. Cecilia Reyes, the person in charge of the entire operation, did not spare Tyrone even a cursory glance "He is expected to become a very powerful mutant as long as we get the mutations to manifest itself."

The Protofol was administered and Tyrone's intense yelling turned into a horse whimpering, much to the disappointment of Dr. Cecilia who enjoyed the screams of progress.

"We need to increase his pain threshold, not dampen it!" Dr. Cecilia yelled, storming out of the room angrily, knowing that she wouldn't be able to meet her daily quota for the Essex Corporation this month.

Missing her quota would lead to a blemish on her spotless record and the program of managing the New Mutants would be given to one of her colleagues instead.

The mere thought of handing over all her progress to someone else irked Dr. Cecilia to no end.

"If he cannot manifest tomorrow then we will be forced to move on to the next project..."

Tyrone, in his dazed state, felt a hand gently brush against his head "Kid, this is as much time as I can buy you. Next time she won't stop until your mutations manifest so you have to endure the pain and push it outside or she will kill us both."

Finished saying his piece, the friendly Doctor also exited the room with no short amount of fear apparent on his face.

The other two Doctors tidied the equipment in the room, injected more Anastasia into the Drip-Bag, and then also left.

Tyrone's consciousness swayed gently inside his mind, embraced by a darkness that provided him as much comfort as it did fear.

Truly, Tyrone was hoping for the sweet release of Death.

The experiments had all but shattered his will to survive but some part of him still held onto the naïve hope that Tandy could convince her father to spare him.

It had been three days since the experiments began and every new day would bring new torture and a new flavor of pain that would make the last look like a walk in the park.

'I fucking hate it!' Tyrone thought, the darkness in his mind raging in response to the dark emotions that he usually buried deep within.

As Tyrone's mind drifted into unconsciousness, he thought back to the events that set this HELL in motion.

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"Tyrone!... Tyrone!... Tyronnnneeeee!"

Tyrone grabbed the alarm from his bedside table and tossed it towards the door. The last thing he wanted to do was wake up but obviously, his mother would not let him be.