The Dark Path : The Start of Darkness, The Beginning of True Struggles

Chapter Four

- Chapter Four –

“The subject’s brain activity is returning to a conscious level. Assigned personnel, please be in a defensive stance,” a voice spoke as I was regaining my consciousness. The effects of the tranquilisers should have worn off by now.

Slowly, I started to become more awake. Unfortunately, I found myself struggling to open my eyes. It wasn’t because I was still drowsy. It was because a very intense, bright light was being shined in my face.

I needed a moment for my eyes to adjust to the bright light. Soon enough, I could see where I was. At least, it was just barely because even though my eyes had adjusted to the bright light, I still had to squint.

I was in a large room with bright lights shining from every wall, the floor and the ceiling. Where was I? Whoever owned this place probably had an electric bill that was skyrocketing to the heavens. Every square meter in the room had a lamp each that shone bright light through a transparent glass surface.

The room was empty and I could not see any possible means of entry or exit though I suspected it was hidden to deter any possible thoughts of escape.

However, what shocked me the most was the position I was in. I was attached to a wall, several metres in the air. I was in some sort of container suit with a humanoid shape. Transparent liquid was what separated my body from the container suit. Every single part of my body was encased in the container suit and I found that could hardly make any movement.

A breathing mask was attached to my face. Where it led to was mystery due to the fact that I could not move my head to see. Wires were wrapped around my body and had dug themselves into skin in various places.

“Initiating energy retrieval,” said that voice again.

The container suit that encased me became dark. For a moment, I thought I had the opportunity to escape. Suddenly, the wires that were inserted into my skin began transferring a liquid into my body causing me intense pain. I started shaking in pain. The feeling was so horrendous that I couldn’t even bring myself to scream out my pain. I started feeling the darkness within the suit try their best to heal me and break me free but it was no use. It felt like something was sapping my power away.

I became angry when realised what these people, whoever they were, were doing to me. They were taking advantage of my elemental powers by using it as stored energy. I wasn’t too sure what the extraction mechanism that they were using but I could pretty much understand the concept.

These people probably already know that I am the elemental of darkness. Being within the shadows, the darkness should heal me and a situation like this should force me to unleash my power.  The methods would then extract said power from me and transfer it to a storage unit. In other words, these people were putting me through a lot of pain to squeeze the energy out of me. The pain continued for what seemed like an eternity even though I knew in the real world, the process had only occurred for ten minutes or so.

“Ending energy retrieval,” said the voice that came on before.

The pain slowly subsided while the container suit opened again, letting in the bright lights of the room to nearly blind me again. I breathed out a few times to catch my breath. That was incredibly painful and I doubt that would be the last time. These people would probably not stop until the last drop of life was squeezed out of me.

I looked around for a way out but the situation seemed hopeless. The situation was dire and my fate seemed inevitable.

I thought about all that I had done. The three years that I distanced myself from everyone I knew, I went on a rampage and ordered the deaths of many people. I allowed my own depression to take control of me and inflicted my suffering upon others. I used my powers of darkness to take away the lives of many.