Chapter 1

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The man fell, screaming in pain due to his chopped limb. The green disk of energy inserted itself into the concrete wall and kept chewing at the wall until it shrunk and disappeared. The pool of blood came towards me as I felt a minor headache.

The door opened with a bald scientist with a Glock and a guard with energy siphoning handcuffs. The gun silenced the screaming man as the cuffs were placed on me as I was removed from the room. The scientist patted my shoulder as I glance at the approaching figures.

The girl was escorted with two guards as the girl gave me a small smile. "Hey, Tyson." She nodded her head, giving her afro a wave.

"Hi, Gwen. Did you give the criminal a good sunburn?"

"Keep moving you two." A guard commanded as both guards gave us a shove. The girls' body gave off embers like a flickering flame until the cuffs shocked her. I gave the wall a stepping side kick, thus saving her from hitting the cold floor.

The guard pulled her up by her hair and forced her to walk to her cell as the scientist forced me to walk to mine. I glared at the man treating her with hostility as I turned into the maze that was the hallways of our prison. There were five of us here, for whatever reason we were all kidnapped for some hellish reason, nothing in common except for the fact that we were lab rats.

Glancing to my right, I passed by Geralds room. He was the necromancer; he was given the worst of the criminals, giving them hell on earth. He didn't talk about it; I don't blame him.

Turning the corner to the right was Stacy's, the youngest of us, she was able to give her victims whatever she wished. The little redhead was crying, wanting to go home. The room to the opposite of hers was Gwen's. Turning two other corners there was mine and Williams, he was our waterboy.

The five-inch steel door slid open due to the guards remote in his suit. The bastard pushed me in; I hit the cold stone floor as the door closed with the guard retreating to the bunkers where they slept. All five rooms were all the same, 6x6 with a single bed mattress, sink, and toilet.

The slit for our meals slid open. "Tyson, you did well boy. Just wait, an opportunity will come." The bald scientist, whom I called Ben told me as he closed the visor and walked away.

I hope you guys enjoyed this new story of mine. I will try to update all of my stories at least once a week.

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