Colton didn't know how long it was until he fell asleep and woke up sitting on a chair, arms strapped to the table in front of him. Two small circles stuck to his forehead with wires attached, running into the table. A figure in a white lab coat and gloved hands appeared. It approached Colton and walked out his sight behind him. The rubber gloves were felt feeling Colton's back under his shirt and he jerked away from the hands.
"If you cooperate, this will be done sooner." A female voice said from behind him.
The hand searched his back for something, and when it seemed to have found it, three fingers pressed down firmly. Colton had urge to spread his wings as the hand pressed down on his back.
His wings spread out and the hand ran over it. Colton drew back his wings. The hand sighed in frustration and pressed on the spot on his back again, but harder, making the bone butt into his skin and sting painfully. His wings stretched out again, but when Colton tried to pull them back, a fire erupted at the spot the hand had pressed. The hand ran over his wing, feeling the structure. It wrote on a piece of paper and grabbed a odd contraption, like a clip with small spikes facing inwards. When the hand disappeared from view, it placed a firm hand on his wing. Colton squirmed in discomfort as the small spikes poking into the flesh of his wing.
The pain subsided and the two circles of blood closed up. The hand wrote more on the piece of paper.
Another contraption clipped to his wings it was painfully pulled behind his back. Colton fought you hold in a scream as the hand pulled it back farther and farther. When it stopped, the hand wrote more on the piece of paper.
They're testing your capabilities. It'll be over soon.
When the hand touched Colton's wing again, he flapped it back, knocking the hand to the wall behind him. Two more figures appeared to move the first unconscious figure while the other resumed testing.
Colton flapped again at the new hand's touch. More figures came to keep his wings steady and still, but, Colton flapped like a caged bird, desperate to be free.
Colton pulled hard on the restraints forcing his hands on the table. The metal stretched with his force, widening enough for Colton to slide his handle through like lock and key.
He was pushed down onto the table, a poor attempt at retainment. Colton struggled against their hold when the need inserted into his back and light disappeared from his view.
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Colton woke up back in his cell, with smooth black letters imprinted onto the inside of his arm.
Angelus, Alpha Supreme
The imprint throbbed gently, like a bruise. He was still alone.
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Secret Ssundee 3: Pained Memories (THE REWRITE!)
FanfictionColton Stapleton, son of Minecraft Youtuber Ssundee, inherits not only his looks but his wings and the trail of trouble that always seemed to follow him around. It's a miracle Colton has been able to hide it for so long, but of course, that won't la...
