Hope Found

Don't

All I can remember is pain. It is the one thing that remains constant throughout the years. It is the one thing I know will never stop no matter how much I wish it would. It is the one thing that tells me that I am still alive even though I wish I wasn't.

I stare at the gray ceiling of my gray cell. Everything is always gray, a lifeless color. It isn't much but it's the only place I can remember. It's the only place I've ever been. Three of the gray walls are bare except for some stains. Most of them are blood, my blood, from when They would come to my cell. The fourth wall isn't a wall but gray metal bars with a door. There are other cells but no one ever gets put near me. I don't know why. I don't talk so I don't know what They think I would say.

They want my power. They want to use me as some sort of weapon. They tell me all the time how they created me and I should obey them. I never obey them by choice. I don't know why but I've always known that they were bad people. I've never trusted them. After the last mission they forced me on, I pushed my powers so far down that they will never come back again, hopefully. That didn't make Them very happy. They had hoped the machine would make me 'comply' but it didn't work right. They think my powers interfered somehow. At least they can do something good.

They want to break me so they can rebuild me the way they want. They will use whatever method necessary to draw my powers out. I wish I could say that it will never happen, that no matter what they did I will never break, but I'm not that naïve. After the beatings they leave me down here in the darkness with only my thoughts. I can feel myself beginning to go mad. They will break me eventually. I just hope I die before then.

Lost in my thoughts I lay motionless on my back. I don't dare move. Yesterday, He took particular pleasure in kicking my ribs, at least two are cracked. Taking shallow, calming breaths I try to fight through the pain. It hurts so much, but it always does. You can get used to being in pain but it doesn't make it any less painful.

Suddenly the dim lights in the corridor of cells turn on. I squint my eyes. Even though it is dim, it is still a drastic change from the darkness that I have grown accustom to. As my eyes start to adjust I hear people getting closer. I can hear Him taunting a new prisoner. It's nothing new. I feel sad for the person even though I have never met them. I know not everyone is treated this way. I know He isn't and none of the scientists are.

Their footsteps grow closer and closer until they are standing outside my cell. They stop at the cell across from mine. I glance over. They have never put another prisoner anywhere near me let alone in the cell across from mine. Unfortunately, He sees me looking and smirks.

"Hey looks who's awake," he taunts, "I found you a neighbor so place nice." He chuckles to himself. The other guards throw the man into the cell. He stumbles and falls to the ground. I can smell the blood. "Get comfortable," he begins turning back to the motionless man, "I would hate for you to pass out too soon tomorrow."

He chuckles at his own joke again as the guards lock the cell door. Just as they were walking away he stops just outside the bars to my cell. "Don't worry, I'll still have time for you tomorrow." I unconsciously shudder at his words. Smirking he walks away, his footsteps becoming softer and softer until he is gone.

I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding. Instantly I gasp in pain at the movement. Dammit. I forgot about the ribs. I begin taking shallow breaths again until the pain subsides. Suddenly I hear a groan to my left. I look over at the mystery man. He has rolled over onto his back similar to how I am laying.

"Well, that hurt," he mutters to himself, his eyes closed. Suddenly they open and look around the tiny cell. They are a nice shade of blue that went great with his light dirty blonde hair. Slowly he lifts himself up to a sitting position, sighing he leans back against the wall. He presses his hand to his ear speaking too softly for me to hear. Once he is done he surveys his surroundings again. His outfit is odd. I have never seen anything like it. It has a large star and stripes on the front. It is blue and red and white. I really like colors, well most colors.