Damon and the Loss of DamonThe world fades away to nothing, he’s not even slightly aware when...
The world fades away to nothing, he’s not even slightly aware when technicians come to haul him out of the Tank. They manipulate his childish body with ease, clearly used to such things. He’s laid out in a bed, naked as the day he was born, with streaks of greenish-grey gel still sticking stubbornly to his warm umber flesh. His eyes twitch under his closed lids and muscles in his hands and arms flex. The dispassionate, white coated doctor checks his physical responses and then nods to the gray clad, iron hard man standing guard. They both leave, and Damon lies alone, unconscious and unaware that behind his rattling eyes, every part of his personality is being reconstructed, reordered to the wishes of his new masters. The Institute are pleased with him. He’s a powerful, young tool. And the younger you catch them, the stronger their ties to you. Damon will be a great asset to the program. His new name is Gamma 26, and he will never hear his birth name spoken again. His eyes snap open. But they focus on nothing
