Reset into a Nightmare

Chapter 1: Born and Tested

I opened my eyes to a white ceiling, it looked like a hospital ceiling. My first thought was,’where am I?”, but then I heard his voice. “Ah, you’re awake. That’s a surprise.”  It took me a minute to realize who was speaking, it was my dad! I quickly sat up to face him, but he looked different, this wasn’t the dad I knew. “Dad? What happened to you? Where are we?” I asked. He had his signature purple eyes with black swirls in them, but his hair was different, it was styled nicely and was a darker, more muted purple and pink, he was in a lab coat. He looked at me, disgusted,  “I'm not your father, do not call me anything of the sort. You are not my child.” This hurts, being told by your own biological father that you aren't his. I looked down, “What happened to you? You used to smile when I called you that, even when you dropped me off at that orphanage! Even though I was adopted.” He looked appalled at what I said. “No! You were just created! You aren’t my child! I have no children, you are a thing! Not alive!” He exclaimed. I just stood up. “Is this why you left?! You were appalled at me?!” I yelled back. Then, he did something I thought was impossible for him, he slapped me. Never in the 11 years I’ve been alive has he done this. I looked up at him in pain. Hypno, my father looked back at me. “2-L, do not yell at me! I'm taking you to your cell!” He dragged me to this small cell and pushed me in.

  I could tell this was the aftermath of that horrible reset, I just sat there, crying until I had no tears left. I hardly looked at Hypno when he brought me food and water, as far as I knew, I was alone. I looked at the food, it was just water and bread. I ate it silently. I looked at the bars holding me in this place. They were too hard to break, he obviously created this place to keep someone in. I sighed, sitting back on the concrete walls. I remembered my old family, Lucas, Mom, Dad, Uncle Galaxy Steve, and my friends. I was upset that I was here, mad at the creators for resetting our seemingly perfect world, putting me here.  I fell asleep alone that night and for a few nights afterwards.

It’s been around a week since I was put in this cell, he brought me out to do simple things, like bloodwork, tests, reading, math, ect. He was careful on what to give me, and kept my hands shackled in vengestone, the only thing capable of disabling elemental powers or just power. Hypno didn’t talk much, just mainly giving me instructions and writing down on his clipboard on how well I did. Let’s just say he got frustrated at me pretty frequently, due to me putting little to no effort into the tests. I was tired, tired of this place, tired of his bull crap, tired of life at this point.

   A few days later, he brought me out again. He ran his tests, bloodwork, seeing if I had powers, standardized tests, reading comprehension, ect. I’ve gotten into a routine now, around 9am, he would give me a piece of bread, 9:30, bloodwork and health tests, 10:00, power testing, all results negative just to mess with him. 11:00, more health tests, 12:00, reading comprehension, 1:00, standardized tests, 2:00, back to cell, 3:00, scolding from Hypno on not doing well ect, 5:00, tests, 6:00, More bread, 6:30, back to cell, 7:00, health check, 8:00, lights out.
So yeah, that's my daily routine. I only know the time because he has a clock on his wall in every room, I’m not sure why though. Tomorrow’s another day.
   The next morning, things changed a bit. He moved the power testing to earlier, around 8 am. I groggily walk up to the sound of him opening the door to my cell. “What do you want?” I asked frowning. I could tell it pissed him off, but didn’t show it. “It is too early for your theatrics 2-L,” He said, grabbing my hand. “Now, it’s time for combat training, no time for health checks, I will do them later.” I sighed, then realized, ‘He said combat training? Why is he teaching me to fight? Isn’t he worried I’d fight him? Cause I will!’
We arrived at the corridor, “2-L. I want you to fight me, I want to test to see what you’d you.” He stood at the other end of the corridor. I smiled, happy to get a chance to beat him up. I looked at him, he was expecting me to make the first move. I have to be careful, he could find out that I do have powers.
I quickly ran to him, dodging his attack to bring me down. 'For once the combat training I got from the Ninja is paying off.' I kicked him in the shin, but he knocked me down. I got up and tried again, this time punching him hard in the chest. He blocked it with ease and hit me again. I didn't fall this time, but quickly ran behind him. The butthole had a shield protecting him. "Cheater!" I yelled at him and threw me halfway across the corridor. He smiled. "You're not bad, but you need work. Training is over for right now." He said dusting himself off. He took me back to my cell. I frowned, flipping him off. He sighed and put me back in the cell, cursing as he left.

‘I need to get out of here!’ I thought trying to break the cell, my bare force isn’t enough. He made this prison unbreakable. I looked around the cell once more, again, it's not much. It does have a padded part of the room in the corner, so I guess that's the sleeping section, it looked  newly added, I don’t remember it being here the past few days. I also noticed 2 books in another corner, along with a bench type thing on the wall next to it. It also was a little padded, it seems Hypno cares a little bit about me. I highly doubt that theory though, he tattooed 2-L onto my neck today, it hurt like heck, but I couldn’t really get out of the situation. I was able to read his mind a bit while he was distracted, he was thinking about something, or should I say SOMEONE, a tall male with light blue hair and rain-cloudy eyes, He was looking at Hypno with a sweet smile and flowers. I think I can remember him at some point, maybe I can use it against him.