How long have I been here? I couldn't tell you. Time has lost all meaning in this place. All that matters is to plan an escape, for me and all the others. But these scientists, these monsters, their security is too strong. The second I reveal one of my powers, they render it useless. I didn't think to hide them. I should have. Now I am completely helpless, forced to give in to the torture they call experiments. Why wasn't I dead? I should have died by now.
Once again I was being escorted back to my cell, my prison. My head was still throbbing from the last experiment, my many cuts burning from the acid. What exactly was the point of that one? My hands were forced behind my back, covered by a red ghost-proof beam so that most of those powers were cut off. The only power that didn't come from my hands was also cut off. I hadn't used it, I had learned better, but I did bite one of those monsters, so they had muzzled me.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when the giant metal door slid up to the scene of trapped ghosts. How low I've fallen if this is considered normal. I was shoved forward into the place that had been my home. All the ghosts were tied up by the same energy that held my hands. I glanced over them, taking notice of any changes, either a ghost missing because it was in an experiment or dead, and new additions to the sick collection.
That's when I saw him, staring at me in fear, confined in red like all the others. At first his mind was blank before rage took over. No, I couldn't let them control him too. I couldn't let them torture him like they do me. My reality doesn't have to be his. Another, more rough shove made me realize I had stopped walking. I glared at the offending guard, one of those ridiculous robots, forming a plan in my head. This...thing could help me.
I moved quickly, slamming into the glass that held him, creating thin cracks. This made him fall back, cowering in the corner. My guards moved to grab me but I moved to the side, kicking one in the chest. It was sent flying, it's chest destroyed by the blow. The other three started shooting at me, red bolts of energy getting far too close. I let them hit me, the hits throwing me into the wall, creating a cloud of dust. My shackles and muzzle fell off, destroyed by the shots. I only had a few seconds.
The guards paused, the dust obscuring their vision. I used there hesitation to take a deep breath and let out a ghostly wail. They were thrown back, the ground shaking and the debris falling from the ceiling, crashing into the glass cells. It wasn't long before they were destroyed like the first one. I flew over to the younger me. He picked himself up, obviously trying to be brave.
I slammed against the glass, again, making the cracks grow larger. He flinched, making me smirk. Still weak, I thought. I growled my words just low enough for only him to hear. "Don't let these monsters get anything out of you." He frowned at me, confused. "Don't show them what you can really do."
I heard a click and pain flared all over, forcing me to scream. Once it finally ended, I fell to my knees, gasping, clutching at that damn collar. Man, I hate that thing. I got shocked again, collapsing as the worst of them walked up to me.
"Now, now, let's be nice to our new guest. We don't want him running away, now do we?" I snarled at the reedy voiced man.
"I'm sure you can handle that yourself." He obviously didn't enjoy that comment since he pulled out a remote with a dial and a single red button. He turned the dial and pushed the button, shocking me again, much stronger this time. I screamed, soon blacking out as more guards arrived to contain me.
