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Nov 29, 2013 04:21PM

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The worse of them for, Scar was when she had to witness her own powers with Fear Inducement did she really need to see her nightmares of the past? Um...not eve close when it nearly killed her each time. She tried to struggle from their grasp but they put a syringe in her neck and put a sleeping serum in her. Which of course knocked her unconscious. She saw of course lala land with a dreamy smile. Not her favorite type of face. With a mental glare she let her body not struggle anymore. Though she could hear them say"Good, Darney. Very good. If you keep this up we might let you leave early with, Ash." That wasn't ever going to happen. Even, Scar knew that.
Several hours later when she woke up and strapped down on the table the scientists put something in her system to let her powers surge out just like, Asher's. Except his wasn't horrible like hers. She saw he was across from her in a different room. She merely mouthed out"Asher" and hoped he would try and break her free along with him. She nearly cried as her fears of the past and losing her family came alive."Please god let it be gone. Just please I can't do this anymore."She whispered.

Ash had gotten really sick. He had a killer headache, and don't even start with the puking. He felt dizzy each time he stood up, and opening his eyes did nothing but burn his eyes. The doctors had spent an eternity trying to diagnose him, but Ash was quite certain what was wrong with him. It was no rocket science, which was what the scientists were trying to make of it. They were so oblivious. Ash thought his problem was quite clear.
He was sick of experiments. Yet again, they'd dragged him out of his only semi safe haven, only to learn more about his power. One that they hadn't expected to turn out like it had. Honestly, Ash had gotten long since fed up with it. They weren't going to get any information from him if he wouldn't give it to them. He always knew their intentions. Ash always knew what they wanted, what they were doing. That was the problem with this. He always knew what would happen.
It was also why they didn't let him read. They knew he could bring anything to life if he read it. Though, honestly, he could do that just by speaking. Why he hadn't animated things yet was a mystery to him. Maybe it was just the thought of being kept longer for using his powers against them. Any way it turned out, he was still strapped to a table, closing his eyes so he couldn't see what was happening. As if that made any difference. He already knew.
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It was as if life slowly stilled as, Darney watched from her room for what they did to him. Honestly it was a horrid sight as she tried to scream and beg to let him go. Even kick and wriggle free but the scientists were holding her down tightly in place. She tried to use her ice shards against them but they put two syringes in her body as another couple of the white liquid mixed into her body as it was a sleeping serum. Her eye lids slowly started to close as they worked on her as if she literally were in surgery.
Darney staid in her usual innocent yet peaceful state while her body held no breath because she was knocked out. Being stuck in your own mind wasn't a pretty sight. Especially when you were the one witnessing your past, your present, and soon to be future. She nearly screamed in her mind but something was keeping her intact. Not even, Darney what it was that was keeping her intact.

Asher, as it stood, was none of those things. None of them at all. He was a boy who'd been taken into the labs for something that he was, something that he couldn't control. Because he could tell what they were thinking, no matter how many drugs they put in him. He could make them die, if only there were words for him to read off a paper. And that was why they'd decided to be doing this now.
Of course, he felt pain. He felt every needle jabbed into his somehow tan skin. He felt every pang of sadness when he heard Darney scream, which would soon be followed by anger. And then he'd struggle, they'd stick more needles in him--sedatives, most definitely--and she'd scream again. It was cyclical. For as smart as those scientists claimed to be, they weren't very good at recognizing his motives for actions.
At least they'd be able to recognize the mouses' motives for the cheese. Ash? They just thought he was a toy sent to them by whatever god it was they believed in. Not a person.
But then, they'd never know what people were. They weren't even people themselves.
[writer's block is gone :3]
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