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14: Vogelbaum.

14: Vogelbaum

His teeth clenched, the force with which he did it had broken them dozens of times, and each of those dozens of times, they returned to normal just a few moments later.

Then he did it again.

Because pain was what he needed to stay conscious, because he needed to keep his mind intact.

"What a fascinating thing," the unpleasant voice made his almost unfocused eyes refocus, and with barely concealed fury, he looked at the man for whom he was suffering so much.

"Your blood has properties never seen before, with this, diseases could disappear completely... ailments, injuries..." as the man said this, he lifted a vial of crimson blood, one of the hundreds that were neatly arranged throughout the laboratory.

"I didn't expect to find something like this, but I suppose I should have, a regeneration factor like yours must come from somewhere."

James wanted to growl, but his tongue had been chewed up just a few moments ago, so instead, it was his brother's growl that was heard.

They both hadn't stopped fighting since they were captured, despite the tortures, despite the experiments done to them.

James thought he might go a little crazy after seeing his still-beating heart pulled out of his chest, but he forced his sanity to stay intact, he wouldn't allow them to think they had won. Somehow, somehow, he would get out of this place.

He just had to be patient, and patience was something he had started to learn dozens of years ago.

It was then that the door opened and the ugliest son of a bitch in the world walked in. Seeing the scars on his face almost made him smile, but the sharp pain of having hundreds of tubes piercing his body prevented him from doing so.

Feeling his blood being drained drop by drop was not pleasant at all.

"What does this mean?!" Seeing the state of both prisoners, Johann Schmidt said with clear irritation in his voice.

Dr. Zola snapped out of his reverie and quickly turned to face him, leaving the vial of blood on the desk.

"Sir, it's good to see you. I was just about to get in touch with you. I've discovered something fascinating," he said excitedly.

"This better be important, Dr. Zola. We've lost contact with more than four Hydra bases around Austria. If this continues, we'll soon have Captain America biting our asses, and I don't see my weapons ready," he said, looking at the two prisoners.

"Yes, that's what I wanted to discuss with you, sir." Now somewhat nervous, Dr. Zola decided to explain quickly.

"The control device is almost ready. I was preparing to start the operation, but while doing so, I noticed something fascinating."

It was while examining his old samples. Under normal circumstances, blood outside the body degrades and dies over time, a maximum of one or two days.

Since both subjects were captured, almost a month had passed. The blood samples taken at the beginning of their capture should have become useless long ago.

But they didn't. If they had been carefully stored, it might have made sense, but Zola hadn't done that. The first samples had been set aside because many more could be obtained at any time thanks to the rapid regeneration of both individuals.

The fact that they hadn't been discarded was a stroke of luck. Otherwise, Zola wouldn't have noticed how the blood remained in perfect condition despite the time that had passed.