Chapt. 8

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     When I woke up I was still on the metal table and the guys were awake.  I tried to talk but only a pained groan came out.  The man from before walked in and over to me. 
     "I'm glad to see you're awake from the test," he said with a sickening grin.  He started to unstrap me and lifted me up.  I didn't fight from him because of  the exhaustion coursing in my body.  He put me in the cell I was in before and laid me on the bed.  I groaned as he locked my cell and left. 
      "Brock I am so sorry you had to be apart of this," Evan apologized and I only groaned in reply.  "It's not the first time we've been captured by him so we'll get out.  We've all had what you had but it takes different effect to each person."
     "That's just great," I replied in a hoarse voice.  "I feel like someone actually beat the snot out of me and I couldn't heal from it."
     "You took the serum way harder than the rest of us."
     "Yay for me!" I sarcastically cheered.  "Why did I ever think getting a job at a coffee shop was a good idea?"  Some of the guys laughed at that statement. 
     "I don't get why that's funny," Jonathan said and made the guys laugh harder. 
      "It's just we were at a coffee shop Brock worked at when we saw his powers," Evan explained.  The door to the was thrown open and someone I never thought I'd see again walked in.  I forced myself to sit up through the pain so I could glare at him.  He looked at all the guys and kept walking until he got to me. 
     "Why are you here Kevin?" I asked and the guys gave me weird looks. 
      "What I can't talk to my favorite nephew?" He replies in an innocent way. 
      "Not after everything you've done." He gave me a questioning look. 
      "I don't know what you mean."
      "Yes you do.  You know exactly what I mean." I gave him a glare and the guys gave me confused glances. 
     "Oh!  You mean how you killed your parents." 
     "You killed them.  I was just a pawn in your sick, twisted game." 
     "Well That May be true but it was by your hands."
     "Why are you really here?" I asked not wanting that conversation to go any farther than it already had.   I didn't want the guys to find out about my past until I was ready to share it with them. 
     "I wanted to see how your powers have evolved.  Oh and maybe wanted to find out what you love and destroy it so you can become an emotionless soldier."  Men then flooded into the room and took the guys out of the cells.  Kevin opened my cell and dragged me out himself.  I had enough energy now to struggle against him briefly.  He didn't seemed dazed by what I was doing so I stopped after a minute too exhausted to keep it up. I looked at the other guys and saw that they were struggling against the men as well but they were doing way better than I had.  The men and Kevin took out syringes with clear liquid in them and stabbed the syringe into each of our necks.  Blackness clouded my vision and I passed out within a minute. 

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