Jericho: Mentions: Blade

The punch connected with Jericho and caused him to stumble some more, although he still wasn't feeling pain thanks to his deadened nerves. "You... you're a sick bastard, you know that? I tried to be nice to you, since you're an experiment like me, but it's clear that you don't want to play nice, since you not only enjoying this so much, but you also want to tease me when it comes to Ero." Jericho's fists clenched as he took a step to the left of Blade. "Maybe it's a good thing if I kill you here, so that way you don't ever have a chance to hurt anyone ever again." He took one more step before running at Blade with a strong right, ready to knock his lights out.

Jericho: Mentions: Blade

"...or maybe I'll save that for your little girlfriend." Jericho tried so hard to not lose his cool at this, but the last memory he had of Ero, crying and holding onto him tightly as the gas knocked them out, caused a white hot fire to burn inside of him as he looked at Blade's mouth, now missing a tooth. "Oh don't you worry Blade... we're not going to hell, but I know that you are!!" He lunged onto Blade, wildly throwing punches at him, completely blinded by rage at this point. I want him dead, but it can't be a quick death. No... he deserves to suffer greatly for how much of a bastard he is.

Dr. Volks: Mentions: Jericho and Blade

The doctor watched as Jericho took down Blade and threw wild punches, clearly blinded by rage at whatever Blade said to him. He has a short fuse apparently. That may be detremental moving forward. Volks clicked his tongue as he watched on, writing down notes as the fight went on.

Jericho: Mentions: Blade

Jericho stopped dead, just letting Blade knee him in the stomach, with Blade laughing with pure joy at not only Jericho's suffering, but also for fantasizing Ero's suffering. The fire burning inside him burned brighter and hotter at this, and Jericho gritted his teeth as he could only look at Blade with intense hatred as he was still under Blade's command to stop. "You... you're really enjoying this, aren't you? Ibex wants this... and you're giving it to them on a silver platter. And it's all for what? To have a bit of fun at another's expense?" An angry tear ran down Jericho's face. "You may be able to make me do whatever the hell you want, but I won't just roll over and let you win. I thought that Ibex was the most wicked thing in this world, but now I know that their's an even more wicked devil, and I'm staring right at him."

Jericho: Mentions: Blade

The breath raced out of Jericho's lungs when Blade slammed him into the ground. He wanted to get up but Blade was all over him, kicking him in the side a couple of time to keep him down for what happened next. Jericho was rocked by a massive punch to his head, dazing him considerably. He barely felt Blade grab his hair before his head was slammed into the ground, and at first blood was escaping his mouth, but soon enough Jericho was blacking out from the punishment, and even though he couldn't feel any pain, his body was clearly in crisis mode from the damage that was being inflicted upon him. Ero... Ero... I... tried... Jericho's body finally submitted to the attacks and he passed out, completely unconscious for the next few minutes, expecting for him to be killed at the hands of the lunatic.

Dr. Volks: Mentions: Ibex Guards, Blade, and Jericho

Dr Volks watched Blade as he taunted Jericho some more before before laying in a couple kicks to his side, however it was the stiff strike to the face that made the doctor order the guards to break it up. When Blade began clawing at Jericho's throat, Volks yelled through the intercom to separate them, and the guards do so, sedating Blade to make sure he didn't hurt anyone else. Other guards carried off Jericho and took him to the infirmary for him to be treated, with Volks worried as hell that he suffered a concussion. If Blade maimed him and permanently damaged Jericho, I will have his head by the end of the day. Volks walked with Jericho as he was wheeled, fretting badly until he finally made it to the infirmary. Volks sat down and waited patiently for the doctors there to check up on Jericho, and much to his relief, Jericho didn't suffer a concussion, but it was clear that he was knocked out.

Ibex || Mentions: ALL Experiments, Guards, Scientists, Sephtis (ind.)

South Corridor || Females

Marching down the hall, guards were moving down towards the South Corridor, holding electric rods, loaded armory, chains tucked on their belts. They had orders to move all the Experiments from one corridor to a room. Some of them found it quite boring and useless, but they had no right to question the Head's orders. Their orders to move the females, the other group was going to move the males. Where? To a room for all of them to socialize before the big test. Their previous tests, "Combative Skill Test" was to test their will to survive, defend themselves, and defeat their opponents, most of them succeded, those who failed are to be given more chances. Unfortunately for them, they had little chances to prove themselves, but their superiors seemed to think they had potential.

Once they reached the corridor, the Guard in the front lifted four fingers, pointing them towards each individual room. 4 Guards were assigned to each room, planning to walk in, secure the Experiments, and escort them down to the room. "Go, go! We don't have much time," the Guard in the front growled, the others following his orders, storming into the rooms.

"Sir- one of them are missing." "What?" Stomping his way to S13, and he groaned, "Don't bother. One of the men saw Sephtis come in here." And doing so, the two turned around, continuing their previous task.

East Corridor || Males

When receiving the 'go' a line divided into two rows of guards was jogging down the hallways, making their way to the East Corridor. "Get em', tie em', and bring them down to the room!" A female voice shouted, directing the Guards down the Corridor, sending groups of four to each room. They held the same appliances the others were carrying, Loaded weaponry, electric rods, and chain. The chain had a chemical resedue on it, preventing the freaks from using their abilities.

"Be careful boys! These ones are psychotic I hear." With a wave of her hand, guards bursted through doors, aiming their wepons at the Experiments, shouting at them to get up against the wall, grabbing their tools to secure them. Some were afraid of the Experiments in E16 and E15, they heard awful thinsg about them, and it made them terrified of them. "Get up against the wall!" "C'mon!"

Malaki: Mentions: Ibex and Dr. Volks.

"Get up against the wall!" Guards shouted into the room. Malaki bolted up and looked at the door, before going against the wall and resting his hands against it, complying with the Ibex guards. "What in the hell are you doing Malaki?! Now's your chance to fight and get out of here!" Benny lashed at Malaki, but as he was tied up and muzzled so he couldn't shout at anyone, he stayed calm, despite being shoved aroudn by the guards. He had to play things smart, otherwise he may be thrown into isolation like before, and that may break him mentally. He looked around as they walked, before being untied and unmuzzled and shoved into a room. Okay... what's the point of this room Dr. Volks? What's going on here?

Jericho: Mentions: Malaki, Ero, Dr. Volks, and Ibex

When Jericho woke up, several guards were standing in front of his bed. "Come with us Jericho." The lead guard said to him. He looked around and noticed that he wasn't hooked up to any machines, and other than a few wraps around his head, he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. "Very well." Jericho hopped out of bed before being chained up and escorted to the room that Malaki was in. Jericho spotted Malaki, and after confirming his name, Jericho took a step and looked around. "I wonder what Dr. Volks is trying to find out about us with this test..." He said, looking around, having the tiniest sliver of hope that Ero was also in the room.

Nyx || Mentions: Guards, Malaki, Jericho, Dakota, Glory Levushka (ind.)

A door swung open, armored men rushed into her room, "Get up!" They shouted at her as they walked to her, and grabbed her arm, pinning her against the wall, wrapping chain around her wrists, her face pressed against the cold wall. Nyx's eyes began to glow with fury, but quickly dimmed when she was smacked across the face, and lifted up away from the wall, "Don't try anything," one whispered in her ear before roughly escorting her out of the room, and down the hall. Frantically looking around, she could see rooms being invaded by Guards, and her eyes scattered the place for Dakota. "Dakota! Dakota!" She called out, but she was smacked across the cheek again, shoved forward painfully.

Lead down the hall, Nyx was looking everywhere, hoping, searching for her sister and Lev. Were they ok? Was she going to see them? Where were they? Questions pondered and bubbled in her brain, hopes of seeing them again, and dreadful pain of what may become of them.

After taking another few turns, she came upon a door, and it opened wide, and she could almost look inside to see a large room, with two men inside. Nyx could feel her wrist's becoming free from the hurtful chain, and she whirled around, ready to grab someone's throat, but she was shoved into the room, nearly falling on her back. The door was slammed closed, and she walked towards it, extremley pissed off. "The fuck!" She growled, her eyes growing bright instantly, she turned around slowly, looking around to see two other men, and she took a step forward, trying to examine them from far away. That one is... Malaki, and the other one is Jericho.. She could hear another door opening behind her, and two other women were shoved in with her.

Dakota || Mentions: Guards, Malaki, Jericho, Dakota, Glory, Nyx

Not even taking a moment to breath, Dakota lunged herself at her sister, her arms open wide, tears streaming down her face. She wrapped her arms around her sister, digging her head into her shoulder. "I thought they killed you- or worse!" "They can't kill my dumbass, you know that." Chuckling while sobbing at once, Dakota pressed her forehead against her Twin's forehead, squeezing her eyes shut. "Oh quit being a show-off for once. Oh, what am I talking about. Even in the worst of situations, you always seem to joke." She didn't care, she loved her sister, even when she was indeed a dumbass, she loved her. She didn't care she made fun of their situation, or making fun of her own future death, yes, it annoyed her and made her upset at times but Dakota loved her, it was merely impossible to not love your own sister.

After a few heart-warming moments, Dakota looked ahead of them to see two men, but she paid them no mind, they were probably miserable experiments, or something. She looked behind them to see who was shoved in with them, another woman. Glancing at her eyes, she tilted her head slightly to the left. Her eyes.. they seemed- familiar, and her looks.. almost seemed identicle to Nyx and herself. All-together, she seemed familiar, but Nyx didn't react to her, so it was no big deal.

Glory || Mentions: Malaki, Jericho, Dakota, Nyx

Moving away from the two, Glory shifted to the right, walking a few feet away from them, walking along the wall, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes peering down at the ground. She knew who those two women were, she knew exactly who they were.. but.. they didn't know or even remember Glory. Oh well- it was a lifetime ago, pointless now.

Lifting her head slightly, and looking to the other side of the room, she looked at the two men, and stopped dead in her tracks, staring at one of them. She caught a lump in her throat, and lifted a hand, rubbing it nervously before looking back down, her eyes widened. They quickly shifted colors from blue to yellow, tucking one of her hands in her side jean pockets, not daring to look up again. It was him. Malaki. The one who nearly drove her insane. The one who had her dragged to the physc, strapped down to a bed and proked and prodded with needles. He was at fault. He was teh reason why she was in pain. She grinded her teeth, looking away,