The cold concrete walls of the hydra facility were damp with the chill of the ocean that surrounded them, deep beneath the surface. Nighttime made the facility feel even more isolated, with only the quiet hum of machines and distant footsteps breaking the silence. Alec shifted in his seat, his wrists bound behind him in heavy cuffs that bit into his skin. His shoulders ached from the strain, but his expression remained calm, almost indifferent, as Oksana, one of hydra's assistants, approached with his dinner.
Oksana was quiet as she worked, setting a small tray on the ground next to him. She had done this for several nights now, feeding him while keeping a professional, distant demeanor. Tonight, however, Alec felt a shift in the air, a quiet opportunity hovering between them.
- You don't have to do this, you know. - the boy began softly, his voice barely above a murmur as she crouched beside him, preparing to feed him - Feeding me like some kind of animal.
Oksana didn't respond, her sharp eyes avoiding his as she lifted a spoonful of food toward his lips. Alec leaned forward slightly, taking the food without protest, but his gaze never left her.
- Do you ever wonder why they keep me locked up like this? - he continued, his tone smooth, casual - With my hands bound, trapped in a cell like I'm some kind of monster?
Her brow furrowed, and Alec could see her resolve flickering. She shook her head.
- You're dangerous. Everyone knows what you can do. - the russian accent made its presence in her words.
Alec chuckled softly, a disarming sound that made Oksana glance at him, if only for a moment.
- I'm dangerous? I haven't hurt anyone here. Have I hurt you, Oksana?
She hesitated, and for the first time, her eyes met his.
That was all he needed.
The moment their gazes locked, he reached out with his mind, letting the hypnotic pull of his power seep through his gaze, gentle and insistent. He could feel her mind yielding, her will weakening under the influence of his power.
- You don't have to be afraid of me. - he said, his voice slipping into her mind like a whisper - You can trust me.
Oksana's body stiffened slightly, her eyes widening before her expression relaxed. Her grip on the spoon faltered, and she blinked, as if struggling to understand the sudden sense of ease that washed over her.
- How many guards are here, Oksana? - he asked quietly.
- There are... sixty-six guards stationed throughout the facility. - she replied in a dull, obedient tone.
- Sixty-six. - he murmured, filing away the information - And... the facility itself? How big is it?
- It's... large. There are three main sectors. Two for research and... one for containment.
- And we're in the containment sector? - Alec prompted, keeping his voice soft, careful not to break the trance.
- Yes. - Oksana whispered. - Everything is reinforced with steel and designed to withstand immense pressure.
- Pressure? - he asked, his voice a gentle prod, even as his mind pushed her deeper under his sway.
- Yes. We're beneath the ocean. At an underwater cave off the coast of the Mediterranean. - she whispered, her voice barely more than a murmur.
Alec's mind whirred, processing the pieces falling into place.
- And how do I get out of here, dear? Is there a way?
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