Hounded

18. Shower of Guilt

After another little while of being forced to go and getting threats of his family dying of he didnt listen, Tyler agreed to listen but only if his family never found out about what he does. Dr. Hassen agreed. So Tyler would get up and walk out of the room without a fight each time dr. Hassen came for him.

While Tyler was training today dr. Hassen thought it would be fun to break his promise of not telling the Duns and let them watch Tyler through the observation window. On the other side of the window was a large room made to simulate and outside landscape.

The Duns were confused when they were dragged out of their room and sat in front of the window. They spotted Tyler in the middle of the room his eyes glowing harshly. They watched as a door opened and five or six people dressing in military uniform were shoved into the room. They looked scared and unsure of what was going on.

The Duns then watched in horror as their sweet little Tyler ripped these people to shreds. Quite literally. Blood was everywhere as Tyler killed these people with ease with his bare hands. When Tyler snapped the neck or the last person, teeth bared and breaths heavy, blood staining his clothes, dr. Hassen spoke into a microphone.

"Good job Tyler." He said, making Tyler look up at the little window. Tyler's face fell when he seen his family was there. He stared at them with tears in his eyes before looking at dr. Hassen who only smirked. Tyler looked at the dead bodies littered across the room before letting himself cry.

Sobs racked through his body as he fell to his knees. He gripped his hair and leaned forward. "Ready to keep going?" Dr. Hassen asked. "No!" Tyler screamed. "Too bad." Dr. Hassen said. "No!" Tyler screamed again before letting out a harsh sob. "What's wrong?" Dr. Hassen asked.

Tyler teleported over to the window, banging on the glass in front of dr. Hassen. "You lie!" Tyler yelled before dropping back to his knees. His forehead leant agaisnt the glass as he cried, staring at the ground. Josh slowly looked over at dr. Hassen.

"Whatd you lie to him about?" He asked. Dr. Hassen turned to him. "He asked us not to tell you guys about this, about what he can do. He didnt want you to know about it." dr. Hassen said simply as Tyler continued to cry. "Okay were done for now take him out of there." Dr. Hassen said to his assistants.

When the assistants tried to grab Tyler to take him out his eyes started glowing again. He whipped around and started fighting them. He was so angry with them. They did this to him. They made him into something he hates.

After a few minutes of struggling to hurt them he gave up and just cried as they carried him out of the room. The Duns were lead back to their room while Tyler was taken to get cleaned up.

It was a while before Tyler was taken to the Duns. The family watched through the glass as Tyler struggled against the guard as he was carried over to the door. He was thrown in and landed on the floor, still crying.

The door was shut and locked and Josh was running over to Tyler to try to comfort him. Tyler pushed away though sobbing harder. He felt so guilty for what he did, even more so now that his family knows what he does when hes taken from the room.

He didnt want them to know. He doesnt want them to hate him. He doesnt want them to be scared of him. He teleported up into a corner, eyes shifting from person to person. He freaked out. He wanted to leave, wanted to die. He teleported around the room, not being able to get out before dropping to the floor and crying in the corner.

He finally let Josh touch him, crying into Josh shoulder when Josh hugged him. "Sorry josh. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry." He repeated, not wanting Josh to be mad at him. "Hey shh its okay." Josh whispered. "No mad. Please." Tyler sniffled. "I'm not mad ty. It's okay." Josh said. Tyler shook his head. "No okay. Bad. Tyler bad." He replied.

Josh sighed and kissed his forehead. "What they're making you do is bad. But you arent bad. I know you wouldnt be doing it if you didnt have to." He said. "Want home Josh. Want safe." Tyler said. "I know." Josh whispered. Momma Dun walked over and rubbed Tyler's back.

"Its okay. You dont need to be scared. We arent mad. None of us are. I'm sorry they're making you do that." She said. "No fight momma. No want fight." Tyler said. "Do you know why they're making you fight?" She asked. Tyler nodded.

"Do you want to tell me?" She asked. "Want me go to war. Want me to fight and kill. No want to do that momma." Tyler sniffled. "They want you to go to war?" She asked. Tyler nodded. "Why?" She asked. "Secret weapon." Tyler said. She sighed and shook her head.

"Momma I tired." Tyler whispered. "I know. Come on. Come lay down hunny." She said, helping both him and Josh stand. Two two boys laid on the bed together and Tyler was out almost immediately.