I kind of liked writing this out of body experience.
morganzor-el (this is late as fuck)
can someone possess me?
This is kind of an AU but not really since the League has some freaky shit going on i bet they could do this too
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You gasp, sitting up abruptly and instinctively lifting up your shirt where the arrows had embedded in your flesh and seeing nothing but two identical scars.
"Wha-?" your hands shake and you drop your shirt down, finally looking around and taking in your surroundings there's a figure lurking in the shadows but you don't pay it much mind as you swing your legs over the edge of the table you were laid on, "What... happening?"
"Good thing you're awake, love. I was beginning to think I wasted my resources trying to bring you back," He takes slow strides towards you and when he finally reaches you he brushes his fingers over your cheek.
You flinch away, barely recognising Adrian Chase; he looked ten times older. He rolled his eyes at you and clasped his hands behind his back, a small lingering smirk on his face.
"We have work to do, gorgeous."
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You've tried endless times to contact the team and tell them that you were okay, but Adrian has some kind of hold over you that prevents you from doing anything aside from what he tells you to. It's torture. He has you training daily with him it's like you're performing; hitting dead center on targets, reaching the top of the salmon ladder, shooting tennis balls but none of it is actually you.
Your body is like a shell and you're inside beating away at the interior and it doesn't make any difference. You could be screaming at the top of your lungs and your mouth won't move. It was like some sick Rapunzel style tower in your own mind.
"Y/N," Adrian calls and your body involuntarily perks up and staggers towards him, "Pass me that glass will you?"
"No. I'll take the glass and shove it up your-"
But your body turns and robotically marches towards the counter.
Smash it on his head. Smash it on his head. Smash it on his head.
You will your body to obey but it's like arm wrestling the Incredible Hulk.
You obediently hold out the glass towards Chase and he smirks as he grabs it from you, as if he can see the fight for control going on behind your eyes.
"Sit."
Your body plops down on the sofa next to Adrian.
"Stay."
Just like that your body was glued to the chair barely moving to inhale and exhale.
"Release."
All at once you feel you become you again, your limbs are finally at your own will.
Well kind of.
Instead of immediately lunging at Chase like you wanted to your body remained glued in place. You were in complete control of your face and you could finally look around the room.
"Where... I?" Your voice was raspy from not being used.
"Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse," Chase deadpans with the slight roll of his eye before taking a sip of water from the glass, "Do you like the upgrade I installed in you? It's a chip that's embedded in the base of your neck and connects to your brain like wifi with just a couple pulses of electromagnetic waves and Siri."
