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-Mesperyian-

I make my way into the warehouse with my equipment in hand feeling as confident as ever. Having alot to get off my chest.

    The room is empty nothing but a beaten up man hanging from the walls and an amused looking Cain sitting on the only chair in the room resting his feet on a long rectangular table in wich I deposit my bag.

  "Its been a while buddy, how's the baby?" I ask while pulling out what I'll be using.

  "His doing great, thank you for making sure he would be. I owe you."

  "You dont owe me anything, but how about I meet him before I head home?"

  His boots hit the floor and my head snaps up in his direction.

  "You got it." He smiles and opens his arms inviting me in for a hug and I walk into it with out a doubt.

  "Now what do we have here?"

  "He used to work for Nemesis and we are trying to get a location of the women they have." I nod my head and move towards what seems to be a half alive man.

  "And you honestly think I can work with what you're giving me." I signal towards the half dead man with a smile on my face.

"Ofcourse, I heard you can work miracles." I laugh a little at his words knowing what he was talking about.

"We fooled them all didnt we?" He point his finger at me and with as big of a smile as he could display moved towards me.

  "You fooled them all, got me out alive and keped my only son safe. So once again I say, I owe you."

"Alright let's get down to business."

I make my way towards the table and grab a siring and inject its contents in the guys thigh, his eyes open a little and he looks at me in a questioning way.

"Hey sweetie, you can call me Mesperyian, I wont need your name so dont worry about it. In a couple of seconds you will get a surge of adrenaline due to the Epinephrine shot I just gave you now I didnt really weigh you so this could go south any minute, lets just say I got back up, you know to keep you alive. But theres so much a body could take." I pull the chair Cain had been using and place it infront of my interviewee  and start to walk towards the table to grab a scalpel.

  "Have you ever been skinned before?" I sit on the chair and look up to see him wide eyed.

"You see I find it amusing that man tend to use there fist to talk, no offense Cain, but I like to play with well, some toys. And I enjoy trying new things."  When I notice his breathing go back to what i feel is a steady rythm and his eyes dilate I stand again.

"Alright, so to get started, a man's nipple has no job what so ever. It just sits there. How about we remove yours yeah?"

  My hands move with precision and my scalpel runs smoothly around his nipple creating an outline to what I'm hoping will be a clean work. He is already screaming and my smile only grows.

"Tell me where they are and I'll stop."

Nothing, not a peep so I dig the scalpel deeper and slowly begin to peel his nippel of his body.

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