4

I awoke in my cell a long time after the experiments. My mind felt like it was put in a blender, and my body felt utterly exhausted. I looked around but didn't see much. Just blank walls, a door, and my bed. Very dull and extremely dirty.

I was not too fond of it here.

Everything was just so unbearably quiet. That was until I heard a scream. It sounded like a woman screaming. I tried to reach her mind, but she was too far away. So I waited.

It wasn't until a couple of days after that I heard it again. But this time, it seemed like the woman was calling out for someone. I broke my door with my telekinesis and raced out to find the woman. For the first time in my life, I wanted to help someone. Maybe the experiment affected my thinking?

The woman was continually screaming, so it was pretty easy to find her. When I did, she didn't even look like a grownup. She looked like a teenager. Someone too young to be caught up in this mess. I hoped she wasn't pressured into coming here.

She looked at me in panic as guards were dragging her. I threw out my hand, and the guards went flying. I raced to her and got her off the ground. I felt terrible for her.

"What's wrong? Who were you screaming for?"

She looked at me with her blue/green eyes for a minute before responding quietly to my question. Her voice was so mousy I could almost not hear it whatsoever.

"My brother. They took him. Now he will be experimented on, too."

I looked at her sadly. Though I didn't have any siblings, I know what it's like to feel like your family is taken from you. I picked up her trembling body and took her to my cell. I knew she would be safe there. At least for now. I'll have to think of something a little more permanent soon.

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Not long after, the girl, named Wanda, was taken away by some guards kicking and screaming. I tried to help her, but one of the guards shot me in the stomach.

The next thing I remembered was being in the same room as when I was experimented on. Scientists were going around me. There was one man that stood out from the others, however. He was bald and had a monocle. Not only did that make him stand out, but he was also smiling. Like he wanted me in here. Like he wanted me to die.

I yelled curses at the man, but he only kept smiling. That was what scared me the most. Not that my life was on the line. Not that the scientists kept injecting me with unknown substances. But because this one man was smiling menacingly at my pain.

This man was going to be the death of me. Or, I was going to be the death of him.

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I woke up for what seemed like the billionth time in pain. It had been a few weeks since I was shot. I discovered my powers that the scientists wanted. Elemental Manipulation. Earth, Fire, Water, Air, Metal, Light, Darkness, and Energy. Not only could I control them, but I could also conjure them, which seemed pretty useful. I think.

Wanda got powers too. I could sense them. She had mental powers like me. Telekinesis and telepathy were the only ones that have shown themselves. We often talked together. She told me more about her twin brother, named Pietro. I haven't seen him, but I've wanted to. Just to see what he looks like.

When she described him, he seemed to be fiercely loyal and would do anything to keep his sister safe.

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I finally got to see Pietro when I realized that I could manipulate the door to let me out. Wanda already told me what cell her brother was in because it was right next to her own, which I have seen in my mind's eye.

Once I got there, I manipulate the door to open, and there was Pietro. He was sleeping in his bed, relatively peacefully for someone who has been experimented on. He was very handsome. I wanted to show him to Wanda, but I also wanted him to sleep. So, I closed the door and ran back to my cell so I wouldn't get caught.

Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened. Multiple guards came up to me. I used my new powers to take away their guns, and I got in their heads. They suffered greatly, which is exactly what I wanted.

Then I went back to my cell and slept happily, knowing I'm stronger than those who hurt me. Soon, they will learn to fear me. They'll all know how powerful I am.

Nightmare