Chapter 17Sonders was trying to write down a plan on his notebook. His bright red pen was grasped firmly in his hands as he tried not to stare at Olchi who was sleeping next to him. It was proving to be more difficult than he previously thought as more words were added to the page.
"You have a cute thinking face. Your eyebrows scrunch together and you stick your tongue out like the paper personally insulted you." Olchi said with his thick sleepy voice. Sonders bit back a smile before laying his notebook down beside him.
"It has, there isn't a plan there." Theo whined and laid himself beside his boyfriend, throwing an arm over him. Olchi kissed the white haired boy's nose.
"I'm sorry that that paper didn't help you with your plan. You should just politely ask for their surrender, maybe it'll work." Olchi sighed deeply and took to nuzzling his face into the others neck.
Sonders chuckled gently, wishing people worked that easily. The two fell asleep next to each other, not a care in the world.
Meanwhile, The Damnation was preparing for war. Mounds of weapons were piled high in all rooms, ready to be used. There was even a few tanks that one Abnormal could control with his power. The gym was constantly full, causing others to move to bedrooms and empty rooms to work out. Powers were used on an hourly basis, to help gain control of their impressive abilities. Suits that were only used on missions were now worn daily. Their technology upgrading by the power Manny and a few helpers held. Everyone had a job, no one simply sat around.
Children were becoming soldiers.
Fighting the wars adults should be marching in.
Not children.
Never children.
The seven that were captured had soon learned that experimentation was a daily thing. Of course they tried to torture and break them, but Syndicate soon figured that studying their bodies like guinea pigs was better.
After Chessie's latest episode, she was contained in a padded room with a straight jacket on. Somehow, her power kept her in a kind of hibernation. Protecting her from the horrors of Syndicate.
West's animal was dominantly in control. This caused him being treated like a feral animal. A leash was placed on him along with containment on his ankles. Red glowing eyes never fell away to show his warm brown eyes. They wouldn't let him see Chessie, hold Chessie, even smell her. Nothing to give him some form of comfort.
They kept Bjorn in a cell with Pyro, letting the silent teen babysit the dwarf of a boy. Their cell was next to freezing, but it wouldn't hurt them. Bjorn was used to his rock skin having the same temperature as ice, it actually calmed him. The flame tattooed boy was another story. The cold only made his power freak out, not harming his body. Some days he would claw at his skin to bring some sort of warmth to his aching body. Most nights Bjorn was forced to hold the smaller one down until he exhausted himself.
Bacon was always causing a ruckus in every cell he was in. He would rip off cameras, break the glass, destroy the furniture inside, anything to make him feel in control. The red haired male loved to back talk the guards and Syndicate scientists. There was never a time where he gave himself a break unless his body collapsed from working too hard. Working out, causing havoc, and doing anything his body felt necessary wore him down, but his mind never wavered.
Lee was kept in a pitch black cell, leeching his energy and power from his body. The sunlight boy usually had his inner light to compensate for the lack of exterior light. Now he was as good as a corpse; lying on the floor and having to be fed through a tube. Him and Luke were hooked up to many tubes and wires as they were nearly comatose.
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De TodoA plague broke out in 2106, decimating children worldwide. The world has been warring for hundreds of years, things like chemical warfare have been a huge asset, as well as technological warfare. The huge thing surprisingly has been chemical warfare...