Smugness, gloating and a cage

~*~It was a long and darkened corridor. The florescent lights reflected their flickers along the metal jails. The security cameras, lazers, the newest restraining bolts. He shoved his newest capture into a low grade cell, then slowly, his face still seething with vengeance, turned upwards. Nodding to the one of eight security points from here on in, deeper to the more 'Special' Subjects. He did need a talk with one of their newest prizes. he could care less what tortures the dark room may inflict on her, or even what they might have already done. The Medi droid sent in had left long ago.. she /should/ be concious. If not ... there were ways of making her wake up. He went thought retina scans voice scans hand scans, for the forst of eight layers. The rooms seemed more quiet, more desolite, more forbodding the further down he went. Soon they needed a blood sample, and by the Fifth gate they needed him to change into a Uni ensuring no weapons of any kind were to be used. By the thrid gate he used restraining botls to prevent his UNnatural powers. By the Eigth, his hair was pulled back, he was clean powerless, and having a few new mechanisims placed on even him as to prevent him from doing anything that would aid an escape. As he was assured she was just as helpless. Though one advantage.. he still maintained his healing factor. unless they were to use a morphine or muscle relaxant that would always be effective. He smiled as he swiped the temp card though the last gate, several techies nodded as he approached her Cell. Though it managed to have a holographed window.. even though the steel and concrete was over thirty meters thick at this far down. The French base was a marvel of KEEPING the RUNners in. A few French commands and he was there, looking in her doorway. Double reinforced steel doors, lazers and a containment field roped just enough for his form to slip in. Three cameras mounted behind plexi glass, and other materials. The air pumped from paper slits along the floor, the toilet and other facilities were in plain sight. Here one didn't have the luxury of privacy... ~*~

*She sits on the edge of the cot...if thats what it could be called, a smooth hard block of an unbreakable polymer. They really want to make sure you have no potential weapons, everything was smoothed edged, unbreakable, and fastened down....She flexes her left arm a few times, trying to bring full circulation back to it, it still tingled...in fact the whole left side of her body ached..She's still not quite sure what happened, one minute she was standing there, the next she woke up here, with a medi droid over her..She isn't even quite sure where she is, she knows that it is a G.U.A.R.D. complex, what else could it be? but she isn't quite sure where, she can only think of 2-3 locations that would be this advanced..She hears footsteps approaching down the hallway and tenses, waiting for whatever fate might befall her...*

~*~ He stood looming in the door-way, passing more sensors and guards, each slamming shut after him. Then standing a silhouette against the doorway, that had more security features than most would admit. Glancing to the holographic window.. prisoners didn't deserve such luxuries in his mind. But he nodded slowly as he finally entered her room. His eyes wandering towards her, as he stood motionless. ~*~ I see you're awake /Yvette/ ~*~ The name spun with disgust and hatred. ~*~ How pleasant to see you... ~*~ The damned self righteous bitch gotten what she deserved, HE KNEW they wouldn't mind if she had a few more broken parts before they did whatever it was they were going to do... But he didn't feel like harming her in that way. Or even her pride. In fact he doubted he'd strike her, it was near sad to see such a warrior, one he damned near respected.. caged. It proved further WHO's side was better. Smiling then.. ~*~ This is most unfortunate... .. isn't it /Yvette/ ~*~ The same hate, and vengeance he had been living off of. A purpose somehow. A feeling that needed to be avenged, somehing that kept him thinking his purpose, his cause was worth fighting for. The telepaths that had encountered him said it was healthy, in fact encouraged the focused anger. He hovered for a few more moments before sliding up next to the wall, his arms folded over his muscular chest, as he stared for a moment ~*~ I have waitied for oh so long to gloat about this.. the great wayard daughter of Scratch here.. caught and having NO CLUE what the hell happened to her. Irony... ~*~ Tasting it ever so slightly, a victory that wasn't his, but a satisfaction that was greater.. ~*~

*Her expressionless face watches you, the only sign of acknowledgement is her eyes tracking your progress..Her right hand continues to massage her left arm, the tingling only just beginning to fade.* And a pleasure to see you as well, James. *and it was...This is one she would rather see than Pole or HIM...that is one confrontation she does not want to face...* You're enjoying this, aren't you? *She watches your facial expressions, your body language...some hint that the others might be here as well...black couldn't contain such news easily, he'd want to gloat to much. Thank god Jesse and Zak weren't around, maybe they will figure something out and abandon the farm before they are also caught.*So you going to fill me in on 'what' did happen?

~*~ He rose a brow ~*~ Oh you'd like that wouldn't you.. ~*~ He pushed himself off of the wall where he was leaning ~*~ But see I have leanred something.. orders are orders.. and I was ordered to tell you jack. ~*~ He sighed ~*~ EVEN IF orders allowed you to Kill Vince... they still must be upheld.. once someone named Venin.. who worked here taught me.. ~*~ Tapping his head lightly, nearing her slowly.. still words spun in a cold turban of disgust ~*~ you should always follow your superior. ~*~ Tilting his head as pressed a button revealing a slab much like the smooth 'bed' She was sleeping on. Much smaller obviously a chair of some sort. He sat... arms refolded stiffly over his chest. He gazed at her for another long moment. ~*~ You know I wouldn't say there was too much difference between us, except.. I can walk out of here in a few minutes.. ~*~ A smirk as he leaned back, looking at this once proud peacock in a gilded cage. Indulging in this satisfaction more and more as each second wore on. He looked at the cell ~*~ How quaint the accomodations are in this cell.. you should be very happy living the rest of your life here.. that is if they don't mindfuck you.. and make you work for us again.. And even then I wouldn't trust you.

*a cold smile crosses her face* and so you shouldn't, even if they do manage to mind wipe me, I'm sure that in the end, I will still reach the same conclusions. Not all orders need to be followed, and some shouldn't be. I refused to continue to be their puppet.*she looks at you with a vague pity in her eyes* They have done such a fine job of brainwashing that you don't even realize how much of a prisoner you are. *She looks at the walls around her* At least 'I' can see the walls of my cell *She closes her eyes briefly, remembering the night of the battle. Her voice quiet, regretful* I didn't want to kill Vince then, or any other time. I never wanted to kill anyone 'ever'.

~*~ Attempting not to scoff, attepmting not to scream in rage. His fists clenched open and shut severeal times in an akward silence. Then a low rumbling of his voice, a gutteral sound of this throat. Leaning forward in doing so~*~ Is that regret? REGRET? ~*~ His voice increasing as he whiped about his eyes to her, stinging fericly as he watched her ~*~ You /don't/ know the meaning of the /WORD/ Yvette! You can't DARE To even say his name like that.. ~*~He stood then nearly slamming his fists intot he wall, His whole body swinging in the motion. His fingers then grasping air and his whole body shuddering out to the room like a mad-man. Only before calming greatly, looking at her, his icey blue eyes peircing. His voice still a low constant rumble ~*~ Of /all/ of us Vince was a good decent person. He did't like going around slaying.. He wasn't a person who killed and hid it behind this duty! ~*~ And the words then he spat out, slowly.. ~*~ And unlike you he wasn't as too scared to leave. AND don't /even/ ~*~ His voice waivering, from enraged to an errie still calm. One that seemed controled and very near serene. A deep slow breath.~*~ even say that you aren't a killer Yvette. You still kill, you've merely changed sides of the coin.. don't even try to delude yourself that you don't. You.. ~*~ His finger jutting in the air towards the techies that loomed behind the countless gates. ~*~ Them... there's no difference. ~*~ Then shaking his head.. There was a sweeping of rage, the wave seemed no where near as large as the intital anticipation of revenge seemed just minutes ago. ~*~ You think what we do here is so uncouth? What about UNnaturals like MALICE?.. ~*~ Glancing upwards, wondering if perhaps she even knew of this one he spoke of. ~*~ Where he was simply using his powers for selfish reason.. do you even know why he has that code name? Because his powers /just/ happen to kill people NO exceptions. And you think it's just ~*~ His arms waving then, to exadurate the point ~*~ for him to gallivant around the streets? HA I don't think so Yvette.. frankly he should be locked up here, and whatever tests preformed on him. That's my sense of justice. And so what if a few bystandards get caught.. isn't it for the greater good? Have you ever thought of it like that?! You had everything here .. /everything/.. and weither you realised it or not being the daughter of the great Scratch gave you advantages, ~*~ He calmed then his chest heaving... his mind still wandering.. ~*~ it is ALWAYS So much easier for you... it makes me sick.

*She watches him closely...he might not be allowed to tell her anything, but he will..one way or another...she learnt how to read a body. How a person holds themselves, how they move, what they say...these can all tell a lot. But she must admit, he has improved dramatically, he's no longer the fresh hotheaded recruit. He's learned to control that temper, at least partially....I suppose GUARD is good for something, the discipline paid off, for him...too bad the brainwashing worked too......her own temper briefly flares, the words come out harsh, raising slightly as she make each point* Regret? you think that's something I don't know? I regret the death of everyone ever involved in this stupid battle. I regret the fact that I betrayed friends when I left GUARD. Hell, I regret the fact that I was even born unnatural. *She calms herself and resumes a normal conversational tone* Fine, you chose to stay..I chose to leave...I didn't even have anything to do with RUNners until I became one of the hunted, until then, I was content to stay in the background. I agree, some should be locked up for their own good, but what of those that are harmless? or those that help society where they can? *she looks up at him, the shock plainly written on her face* You think being 'HIS'*the one word filled with venom, and disgust* made life easier?

~*~ He glared back at her ~*~ It made it a hell of a lot easier. Whether you realised it or not. Maybe not by SCRATCH himself, but it was. And it /always/ will be. If you were to stay with GUARD you would be worshiped, and even as a RUNner, you are their mentor, 'See even the daughter of the leader fights for our cause'.. And you regret leaving... your friends... if you can even call them that anymore. And you think it was as so easy to pick up one day and hunt that you admired.. you are the one who has brainwashed YOURSELF.. more than any of our TP's could ever do. ~*~ His body language stated this uncomfortably, though still filled with rage. ~*~ I don't think either side would ever kill you, though I'd /like/ to be given ample chance. A life for a life. But of all the lists of thinfs you say you MAY regret, you can not even say you regret being born UNnatural.. it's a damned gift. You refuse to see it that way, /THAT/ is what you should regret... you know how many hundred and thousands of people would DIE for powers what we were 'Cursed' With? HA... while you simply wish to live a simple normal life... and for those who help society, as long as we are divided you know that won't be possible... ~*~ His temper calming greatly ~*~ Because there will still be those S.O.B.s who will always stand against the greater good. ~*~ Shaking his head then turning, a self induced calm ~*~ And I have never viewed you as /evil/ as you have deemed the lot of us. ~*~ He sneers for a moment and shakes his head again. Taking a deep breath, letting his fingers claw deeper into his muscle before releasing completely. ~*~ I so much wanteed to see you broken, to have your precious friends howl in agony... that you died fighting for something you believed in. Now... you know what... I doubt it's worth it. You poor misguided woman. I /envied/ you... I thought you were strong for leaving. I thought you were a warrior. ~*~ looking at her, seriously.. almost honestly ~*~ The more I think about it, the more I look at it.. you're a coward Yvette.. a big coward. A little girl who couldn't deal with her daddy.. and her home life.. so she ran.. to seek a 'normal' life.. because she was too scared.. too weak to stay.. The more I think about it..it's all I can come up with ~*~ He took a breath.. ~*~ I have had doubts about this institution.. but I have an obligation.. ~*~ looking at her then, seriously, enraged nearly.. ~*~ To myself, my father, my race... a path I chosen long ago.. I will not cause a mutniny.. or bail out beacause I had a change of heart.. ~*~ a sickeningly sweet voice ~*~ I don't know why I expected this of you...

Yes, I ran, they wouldn't let me leave, so I ran. I couldn't take it anymore. I could no longer stand the idea of hunting down other human beings, treating them like, *she looks around the room while she tries to come up with the words* like lab animals...or worse.*her eyes lock onto yours* after all, aren't we all the same? didn't we have the same makers? *her eyes lock onto a spot on the wall, her voice picking up a deadly intensity* As for 'HIM'*the word venomously spit out*, that is another matter I will deal with in time. *a hoarse chuckle leaves her throat* Do you think I asked for any of that? I never asked to be an example..That just put more strain on an already overstressed, inexperienced girl. *she pulls her knees up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them* I was having enough trouble coping with things as it was, but to always be reminded that I was 'HIS' daughter, and to have others looking to me to follow him, that was too much. I couldn't, I can't look up to or respect someone I detest. 'HE' is the only one here I have ever viewed as evil.

~*~ He actually looks suprised, sitting near her on the thing that could be called a cot, still mildly shaking. ~*~ And her I thought you were the type to use us as monsters to threaten small children into eating their vegetables. ~*~ He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. saying then quietly ~*~ 'He' Really is not as bad as you are making 'him' Out to be.. I'd really like it if you wouldn't .. refer to him like that.. ~*~ He said this calmly.. coldly. ~*~ You could have left when you wanted to.. they would have found you a place or something I am assured. Now both know they watch your every move.. why you would have defected.. or left to the other side..~*~ He chuckles a bit saying ~*~ It's almost childish.. but that's ~*~ Glancing towards her ~*~ The way things are.. as people view you as a leader which ever side you are on. As do you really think if you were brainwashed back any of your precious RUNner friends would dare to pull a trigger on you as you were barreling down to bring them here? Or any of us, save me.. I have my OWN reasons ~*~ A cold tone, as he was reminded, he would love to.. kill her wouldn't he? ~*~ Would actually /kill/ you to capture you? Hell no if that was the case, that freak could have killed you when he brought you here.. no he didn't.~*~ Hell I have only killed I think 4 people FOUR.. and it's nothing /I'M/ Proud of... not the sick pride /some/ people here take. And as for you... I perhaps did expect too much.. being a spawn of 'his' ~*~ Expecting his name, as she did, though not knowing exactly why. He clenched his fists slowly.. ~*~ I expected you to be /as/ strong if not more so.. but you are indeed just an inexperienced girl.. thrown into this. You'll have to learn to except it.. for you will lead one side sooner or later, whether it be beside your father or against him. ~*~ He smiled staring then to the point on the wall ~*~ ANd I have a feeling it will be the latter of the two.. ~*~ Quietly then glancing back towards her. ~*~ You know Vince often wanted to leave... I remember calling him a coward too. Perhaps that's something I regret now.. He wanted to defect to the other side... said to spend days working on new hot-rods, we even argued about such things. ~*~ He shook his head.. ~*~ We all have doubts, and I suppose weakness ~*~ He sttod up. looking at her. Perhaps the anger resolved.. his pride still existed.. ~*~ I have come to see what I wanted.. the great Venin.. here.. captured. Alone, and.. somehow.. ~*~ He shook his head before he said another thing further.. looking up towards the far security camera, talking though his link.. == I am ready..== ~*~ The doors slid open just the outter ones, guards came to make sure she would not escape ~*~ Perhaps you will be the strong woman I mistook you for.. perhaps.. we can fight on the same side.. ~*~ Honestly.. refering to G.U.A.R.D's side. HE paused as to hear any last things she would or could say. And with that he turned to leave. Perhaps feeling a tad of resolution that swept over him. A completion.. and with this, the gates were closed the door swung shut the everything was as it should have been. He exited the different gates the maze of hall ways, the security checks, where they made assure that she did not give him /anything/ as well. Health checks, mental checks.. until a full hour later he was released to go back to his cell. Standing there for a moment, re-affixing his gloves, staring at Dayre's door down the hall. The place he had deemed home now.. nothing in it that was his.. and everything in French.. lovely. He entered his room, and with that, he retired for the night. ~*~

*chuckles almost sadly* and you are still young enough to believe everything they tell you. You do not know 'him' as well as you think you do *sigh* I have no desire to lead any side, but I will be against him, always. There are things between the two of us that will one day come to a head...I only pity those caught in the middle. *her gaze passes to the wall as you stand and summon the guards* If they do manage to turn me, my only hope is that my friends do kill me, I have no desire to harm them, or turn them over to GUARD. Hopefully my RUNner friends will realize this...*she watches you leave, listens to the sound of footsteps fading away down the hallway*...as I once hoped one of my GUARD friends would if it came to a fight.