Tanner Grayton VS Onyx

Chapter 2

A few hours later, Onyx wakes up and looks around. His body is aching. His vision, very blurry and he coughs a little. He has awoken to be sitting in some empty room with only a table and two chairs. A strange man is sitting in the chair across from him.

The man speaks, "There we are. It's about time you gained consciousness. I didn't realize that even a half dose of Midazolam would have effects lasting this long."

Onyx looks up at the man as he speaks, he sees a 20 something year old man who is probably about 5'9. Maybe Onyx could use the small height difference as an advantage. The man was clean and neat and his outfit was nothing less than put-together, he had brown eyes and brown hair. When the man stops speaking Onyx mutters something. "You.. used.... Midazolam..?"

The strange man tilts his head in curiosity. Why would a victim be curious about the sedative used? He answers regardless. Wondering where this conversation would go. "Yes. I used a minimal amount... by the way you fell pretty hard and... I didn't bother catching you so your face may hurt... uhm.. sorry about that.."

Onyx completely disregards the fall part. He suddenly panicked. "What!? Oh crap.. I have complications when I'm sedated with Midazolam. You really need to do better research on your victims my friend."

The man's eyes widened. He is unsure how one random person would know what the side effects of his favorite sedatives are. What does this man know? "How do you know the complications and side effects?"

Onyx stays silent. He knows he'll say too much. "...what do you.. want from... me..?"

"What I want does not matter right now. How about we get to know each other? My name is Tanner and it is a pleasure... I already know your name so I saved you the trouble. So how are you feeling Onyx?

"I don't feel good obviously. Sure, we can get to know each other." Onyx was grouchy, even though he could be very aggressive because the sedative disables that part of the brain.

"Aw, I'm sorry you don't feel good but I had to knock you out somehow. Would you rather me have punched you?" Tanner muttered, half jokingly. He would've punched him if he didn't have his syringe.

"How do you think a twink like you could've knocked me out with a punch?" Onyx had an attitude regardless of the side effects. He giggled after calling Tanner a 'twink'.

"E-excuse me!? I am- I am not a tw-" Tanner huffed and was flustered in a way that he couldn't even think straight or defend himself. "I'm not a twink." He finally said, after struggling for a whole minute.