Marcus Cullenway
Marcus had been quiet throughout the wait. Eyes flicking over all the bodies in the room. Occasionally pausing on one, smirking and nodding to himself. His hands were bound with rope, to prevent him from attacking any of the girls in the room. Every so often he'd pull at the restraint, trying to break the bond. It wasn't exactly what you call comfortable, and the red marks that were growing on his wrists from his tugging. He could see the chatter that was commencing between them all, no attention being paid to him. Marc pulled harder at the rope, delight spreading across his face as it slightly started to fray slightly.
"Marcus Cullenway."
Damn. Marcus stood, turning his eyes to the others in the room one last time before walking to the scientist that had called his name. He hadn't felt nervous at all, confident he would be fine. But suddenly his stomach was filled with killer butterflies. Still, he shook his head, and continued to the scientist. "Any chance you know what I'm gonna get?" He asked as he passed, even though he knew she wouldn't respond.
The lady led him down the corridor, pausing once or twice to check something on her clipboard. "Ah, here we go. In you go!" She chirped, ushering him into a room. Marcus was unnerved by her cheery tone, rather, he fake cheery tone. Still, he didn't complain as he was pushed into the room. "The doctor will be with you in one moment." What, was he at the dentist's? He snorted, eliciting a sharp glare from the lady before she slammed the door shut.
He made himself walk to the chair in the middle of the room, listening to the slap of his feet against the floor. Marcus hadn't been able to sit, when the door that had just previously been slammed swung open. "Hello! Hello!" The "doctor" called. He wasn't a doctor, a doctor treats people. He is a scientist, a mad one. "So," He paused to look at his clipboard. "Marcus! How are you today? Nervous? Don't be, you'll like your powers I guarantee it." He wouldn't give Marcus the time to answer any of the questions he was asked.
The "doctor" picked up a shot filled with a deep, dark red. Maroon, if Marcus remembered his colors correctly. "Ah, red, the color of love. The "doctor" said, shooting a wink at Marc. "Now, you're about to be in a lot of pain. Your powers, well, one of them, won't work if we give you pain killers. But, you're a big boy, you can handle it, right?" Marcus gulped, looking up at the doctor with fearful eyes. He just smiled at Marcus, before pushing a button on the table, and three male nurses came into the room. "If you try to resist, we have these three gentlemen here to restrain you."
Marcus held sill, as the needle was brought closer to him. He was frozen by fear, and soon to be pain. The needle was forced into him, aimed at his chest. Pain exploded all over him, a line of swears exiting his mouth. He could only hope that he would faint, so he wouldn't have to suffer through the rest of this. But to no avail. The doctor waited for him to stop writhing around, before jamming another needle filled with a dark green liquid into his arm. More pain shooting all across his body, and a very urgent burning in his lungs. The more air he tried to breathe in the more it burned.
See, not that bad." The doctor said, as if he couldn't see the boy that was moving wildly around on the table. "Take him to the activated room. Oh, and make sure his hands are bound tightly. The rope seems a bit loose." Two of the nurses picked up his fidgeting body, while another replaced the damaged rope with a new one. They took him to the room filled with the other activated subjects, and sat him in a chair near the front, before leaving without a word.
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