Chromatober 2024

Chromatober Day 11 - Opia

[This makes use of an AU I've claimed from @LoneRanger253 called Sinister Studies. Basically after RQ ends, (no TFC because he's a singularity) Professor Red had taker a bit more of an odd interest in Sabre than in RQ, but Sabre never thought Professor Red would kidnap and lock him away for testing.]

TW: Panic attack; unconsented observation

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[Sabre's POV]

I was helpless against the cold, metallic hands when Assistant Steve rolled into my sealed off room and pulled my arms behind my back with a strap; rendering them useless. I scowled at Assistant as I looked at him, not fighting. I'd learned that resistance just caused me pain, better to wait on someone for help.

...If anyone was even coming for me...

..I'd begun to lose hope that anyone was even coming for me..

How long has it been since I was brought here..?

No idea, remember? Professor Red refuses to allow us any idea of passing time.

Right..

...Am I..? Am I going insane..?

Probably.

I yelped when Assistant Steve grabbed at the shock collar on my neck, another precaution to keep me from getting out of line and pulled me along.

I was honestly just happy to be out of my room; if you could even call it a room. The only thing in there was a thick, fluffy blanket which was pretty comfy.

It was just.. So dark in there...

I hate the dark...

Anyways, Assistant pulled me through the brightly lit hallways and I couldn't help but wonder what today's test would be.

I suddenly stopped, causing the collar to be tugged on before the Assistant also stopped. The tug hurt the back of my neck.

"What, is wrong?" He asked in his robotic voice, tilting his head while looking at me.

My eyes darted quickly around the room. Something was off, I just couldn't tell exactly what. I hunched over slightly and my wings drooped as I fidgeted with my fingers.

I cleared my throat, not having spoken in awhile. "I-is this part of today's test..? I-I-I just feel like something is going on.." I said softly.

Assistant Steve didn't reply, turning back around and pulling me along. Against my better judgement, I was walking along with him once again.

For some odd reason, we went past my usual testing room instead of inside. My wings gave a slight flutter with the confusion. "Where are we going..?" I asked, yet no response again, it was unnerving.. "Okay..."

I was brought to a different, more open room than my usual one for testing. The Professor was just standing in the middle of it, looking at me silently with a terrifying smile.

Why won't he stop looking at my eyes... You already took the blindfold... Stop, please..

"Well!! If it isn't my favorite subject!" Professor Red walked over towards me, holding my face. He traced the dips around my eyes. One black and one white with a ring of the opposite color in each. They glowed too.

Stop looking at them stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop please please please..

The Professor booped my nose, spooking me a bit. "Now you'll just hang out here while I'm going to be behind the glass, m'kay??" He smiled, he would seem like a good person if you had no context of what the Professor has done.

I nodded slightly, looking around the room. There was a big fluffy blanket like the one in my room and a few toys lying in a corner. It was so.. Dehumanizing in an odd way.

The Professor did this a lot, small meaningless things that hurt a lot. Like how a few of the toys were actual things you'd put in a bird cage, disregarding me as an actual person and more animalistic. Even though they did appeal to me a bit...

Sometimes I start loosing myself...

Anyways!!- Wait, when did the Professor leave the room..? I turned to see him eerily staring at me through the glass window. I hunched over again and my feathers fluffed out, instinctively trying to make me bigger.

I tried to turn around so I wouldn't have ti see Professor Red, but my brain didn't get the memo because I kept looking back over my shoulder. I slowly moved to the heavy and fluffy blanket, crawling under to try and get out of sight.

It didn't work one bit.

I felt both pairs of eyes and every slight movement. Every tap and stroke of the pencil writing on his clipboard. Every, single, thing...

Was this an observation test? Obviously. One to observe my behavior?

Whatever it was, I hated it so horribly. Why wouldn't he stop looking at me? Didn't he know how much I hated it? Didn't he know I covered my eyes for a reason..?

It's for the tests.. He does care.. He promised he does. He called you special..! He only wants to protect you! Doesn't he?

Idiot! Stop believing what he's told you he's obviously lying.

Right right sorry.

Wait, who was that..? Was that me? I don't think so.. Hm, it must have been..

Is he still looking? I peaked under the blanket- Oh Origin he is.. My breathing quickened. Faster and faster and faster and faster. Is this hyperventilation?? I think that's what's happening.

It's too much stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop..!?

PLEASE PLEASE STOP LOOKING AT ME

I peaked out from under the blanket and my breathing slowed upon noticing Professor Red had finally left me to my own devices. I calmed, my wings no longer frantically flailing under the weight of the blanket. Oh.. Was I doing that..? Yep.

See, I knew he was a good person!

How long has it been since I was brought into this room?

Eh, doesn't matter.

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ABHDJFHGJVIVJGNJV THIS AU

Also 100% with how I see Professor Red treating Sabre and the ways he uses manipulation, Sabre would most definitely get Stockholm syndrom ^^

Aaaaaa also many other things YIPPIE THEY'RE SO SILLY!!!

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