1 Beginnings

``Friend, It's me Revan. I've seen it. I've touched it.``

``It was right where you said it would be.``

``They are all there. Waiting for it.``

``They don't recognize me anymore but then they found something in me.``

``In it.``

He chuckled wyrley , the static made it disturbed.

``I've found them, and i put them back together just like you asked me to.``

``It's free now, something is wrong. I should've died.``

``But I'm not, I'm living in the shadow of my cell.``

``I can only do one thing now, Breathe.``

``I'm going to leave soon.``

He voiced slowly changed turning lower and more growly ``I'm going to leave soon.``

The transmission ended, The guards looked at each other disturbed at what they just heard. The captain who was leaning in closely to listen to the transmission leaned back. ``Order high security maintenance on prisoner #1912 `` He raised his hand and pointed at one of the guards.

They nodded their head and left the room in a calm and orderly fashion. Once they left the room a few guards sparked a conversation as they walked down the long hall.

``That freak really wants to escape huh.`` The guard turned his head to look at his friend. The guards had a combat oriented helmet with three lights always on it one at the forehead two at their cheeks, the helmet fully covered their face which went down their neck to connect to their full body suit which was metallic and looked robotic.

``I wouldn't blame it, I've heard that the scientist torture the poor thing. I heard it screaming in the nights all the way into the day.`` The first guard tilted his head slightly while walking to look at his companion

``Nah, Man that thing just screams like that for no reason, the scientist are actually trying to figure out why it's screaming like that.`` He continued looking forward while walking.

``Really?``

``Mhm, It would've killed itself if we haven't put it on some sedatives the last time it started screaming.``

The guard behind them, a newbie who just arrived some time ago, steeled his will and mentality when he saw the two in front of him stop in front of a door and turn silent.

The first guard pointed his rifle at the door while the second began to input a code on the side of the door with his rifle also drawn. The newbie late on the upkeep took out his rifle and lowered it slightly as to not point it at anyone or anything.

When the door opened the first guard went to the left the newbie went to the right of the cell and the last guard went down the middle with their guns pointed. They found the inmate on his bed looking down at the floor absentmindedly.

The inmate had three distinct claw marks on the left side of his forehead. With short black hair and an angular face his chin wasn't graced with a single hair of any kind of forming beard. Instead down his neck was a metal which formed around his shoulders to just halfway above his chest in the center of it was a red indicator with the signs `Erg`.

The only thing that kept the guards from believing that this man was human was his blue eyes which had a red iris.

``Stand up, 1912.`` The prison guard in the center commanded his gun still trained on the prisoners torso.

He stood up and looked at the guards. ``Face to the wall.`` The guard continued.

He slowly moved and placed his face against the wall while raising his hands to the sky, He didn't need an order to do this. He knew what they were gonna do already. `Come and cuff me.` He didn't care much for this process.

The guard grabbed the prisoners hand and forced it behind his back before cuffing him with an energy cuff. He backed up pointing his gun at him allowing the two other guards to form a quick search at his two sides leaving the middle open so if the guard who had his gun pointed wanted to he could quickly execute the prisoner without any problems or worries about hitting the other two guards.

After the pat down was ordered the guard at his right backed up and the one at his left grabbed his arm and began to forcibly pull him ``Move.`` he delivered a short command.

The four exited the room and began to move down the hallway. The three guards were almost all the same height 6'4 to 6'5. While the man they were leading down was a natural 6'2 giant of a man.

One thing known about the suits they were wearing was that the suit increased the wearers height by 5 inches. What wonders of technology in this day and age. . . The height increasement was for intimidation and also to fit the tech inside of the suit.

As they walked the prisoner looked straight down the corridor. He blinked once and. . .

A man walked out from the end of the corridor in a doctor's uniform. He clutched his chest and fell down dead blood clinging to his lips and fingernails. There was a dark shadow behind him which walked forward toward the prisoner.

The outline of it was quite visible its left hand was a huge claw while its right had a huge cleaver blade pointing out of its forearms. Around the outline was seemingly black liquid that poured out of the wall almost constantly and when it hit the floor it dissipated back into the shadow when the process continued giving more form to the figure.

When it was walking toward the prisoner its cleaver arm morphed once and turned into a huge club, lifting its club and its claw it observed it and. . .

And then it walked through him and the guards, the prisoner trampled upon the body that was never felt. The doctor was seemingly not their and the dark shadow also similar was never felt at all. The guards had never seen it and the prisoner had seen it clear as day and never felt it but he never showed a surprised expression or stopped his movement because of fear. He met it with indifference and breathed in the air when the dark shadow touched him and passed through him.

The newbie guard behind them fidgeted and constantly looked around avoiding looking at the prisoner too closely or staring at the prisoners eyes. He had never seen such kind of eyes when he looked at them back in the cell block his first impression of them was horrifying and weird. He retained his eyes but at the same time found them increasingly interesting the men he was holding looked human everywhere except in the eyes which made him worth a more narrow look.

A cross road was about to appear in the hallway and the man prisoner was perfectly normal, not fidgeting, twitching, or screaming like most when they see the cross roads. The cross roads was usually a sign to most inmates that they're about to go to solitary confinement the most hated place in the prison

The newbie guard didn't overcome his curiosity by this point in time and decided to look into the eyes of the prisoner when he felt a sharp pull on his shoulder which caused everyone to stop in the hallway, the prisoner stopped instinctively he wasn't pulled when the guard was pulled but rather stopped when he was about to be pulled back.

The guard comms started to sputter and spatter, not a bad sign for the guards but a bad sign for the prisoner instead it meant that they were having a private talk so private that they needed to hide it from the ears of the prisoner. A normal occurrence but not the one you expect when being transported to the known death and insanity block of the cell.

``Kid, You were about to look into his eyes weren't you?`` The guard turned the newbie around to get a better look at him.

``Yes, sir.`` He didn't bother lying, it wouldn't help him.

``Did you read the handbook about the prisoners in this facility?``

``Partially.``

``Leave and read it all, You're being dismissed for today. I'll explain to the commander why you left.``

He looked at his superior surprised but didn't bother attempting to argue with him, If it was serious enough to stop him and have him leave work he didn't mind and he wouldn't refute it either.

He let go of the prisoners arm and walked back. The second guard quickly replaced him and slammed the prisoner up against a wall while the first guard radioed in for a third guard to replace the newbie.

The prisoner moved with the will of the guard being `slammed` against the wall in reality it only looked like this, the prisoner himself moved and pushed himself up against the wall while the guard only held his head after to press him more firmly toward the wall.

The third guard soon arrived after a short period of time. They resumed formation and continued down the crossroads when. . . The guard holding the prisoner stopped and froze in place forcing the prisoner to make an abrupt stop.

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