*General Whitmore walked along the metal platforms of the facility, staring down from the second floor at all the mutants he has captured so far. He smiled wickedly at how he would prosper from these stone once he was able to unlock their powers. He looked over at the second in command, Captain Frank Castillo, nodding to him to go ahead with his team to find more mutants. The Captain nodded and he and his team left through the big metal doors, toward the city for retrieval of the new mutants they were instructed to find. Whitmore tapped on the glass tube which one of the mutants was being held, unconscious.*
"Soon...soon..."

*ooc: No I will not be controlling Whitmore's character; this is just an introduction.*

Kaine's eyes opened he was floating in a tube in a green liquid whitmore stood on the outside of the tube holding a red stone in his hand.

The tube open spilling liquid all over the metal grate floor and draining away. Kaine fell to his knee's the metal grate cold against his bare flesh

"Wake up Kilo-2-bravo I have an asignment for you!" Kaine gazed upwards first at whitmores shoe's then his uniform untill finally reaching his face. "It is 3 days after we captured you.You will have to act as if you escaped and assassinate Tricity understood?"

"Yes sir" The words came from kaines mouth in a monotone expression he felt himself getting up and taking the clothes given to him by whitmores assistant

"Kilo-2-bravo go and assassinate Tricty in the stealthist way possible if you atract any unwanted attention you will be terminated"

30 minutes later kaine was heading towards the mansion gates at high speed in a army hummer dressed in orange prison garbs with a gun in his pocket. Kaine was trying to stop himself but his body and his powers were completly under whitmores control it was like he was only part of his subconscious mind."

*Thread will start after Whitmore's death, soon*

*Thread is now open. You may start rping here if you signed up to be kidnapped by Fusionist and Tattoo. For now, only mutants who are NOT living in the mansion should be posting here after making a thread about being kidnapped somewhere in New York.*

Jaya woke up with a strong feeling that something was not right. She was in a small, plain room, more like a jail cell, the only light came from a rather detestable wall light that buzzed and flickered erratically, and a small slit high in the door, which had no handle and was completely smooth so that one would have a very difficult time with opening it from the inside. She sat up, she was on a cot, there were two, one on each side of the little room. Perhaps if I... she began to think, and that was when she realized what was wrong. That constant buzz of energy that filled her, that extra bit that gave her the jitters on every other day, was gone. She reached up and brought a lock of hair around to her eyes. She was startled to see that it was a stringy, dirty blond color. Just then she looked up as the door opened and an unconcious body was brought in by armed guards and set down on the other cot.

Daria's room was more like a cell or a stall. The floor was covered in hay that was a bit damp. The men in the white coats didn't bother to place her gently down they sort of threw her into the corner, shutting the barred gate and laughing as they walked off.

When Daria awaoke her head was killing her, her hands were bleeding from the nails and her vision was still very blurry. Her body ached and she had pretty numerous cramps from the tasers, her body jerking involuntarily periodically. She didn't fight the urge to attack them, she had no choice as her body was almost useless. When she heard the scientists roll over she fell asleep.

She woke a bit later still too weak to move but strong enough to push herself up and lean against the wall surveying her sorry surroundings. She looked at her hands and almost vomited. Her nails were completely gone but revealed her thick claws beneath which she still couldn't unsheathe. They were covered in dirt and blood and cuts. A small bowl of water with bugs floating in it occupied the room along with her so she dipped thme in there and wiped her hands on her pants. Her strength exhausted she took another nap.

The next time she awoke she grogily searched her pants for her cell phone but it wasn't there. It had been on her but ...."damn..I must've dropped it." She cursed. She sat there breathing heavily and trying to clear herm ind or call for Mike but..she was too weak and her powers didn't work, none of them. She decided all she could do to ignore her pain and overcome her fatigue was to sleep again.

So she slept.

((Fyi this Is Emerald Here Playing as Fusionist and his Loyal assitant sapphire. No Sapphire Isn't an NPC but Fusionist is.))

A distinctive clinking of boots was heard down the hallway of cells and stalls. A man dressed in a clean white Scientist cloak with steel toed boots walked down the massive hallway. A collection of groans and sobs where heard. A distinctive noise of a baby crying and then all at once everything was silenced As Fusions pulled out his clipboard.

"Sapphire come her my dear girl." Fusionist called down the hallway.

Slender Sapphire Lupin walked down the hallway feeling the other mutants glare enviously at her clean white lab coat and new pair of jeans. The woman meekly nodded at Fusionist, taking the clipboard from his hand.

"Let us start our days checkup." He smiled as they began their trek down the cells. Many mutants spat at Sapphire, obviously not liking the fact that she was living in comfort while they lived in Misery. However, one Mutant took it to far,

"Hey how do you like being Fusionists personal Slave. Does it make you feel good the fact you are a disgrace," One spikey haired Mutant smirked, laughing. He was trying to get everyone else to laugh but they all knew better. "How about the fact that your sisters suffered because you tried to kill them."

That made Sapphire snap.

Sapphire's eyes dilated and Dark Tendrils wrapped around the guys arms and legs. Slowly she began pulling, lavishing his anguished screams. She walked to the front of the cell, ordering the tedrills to bring the man closer to the bars.

"Listen my dear boy, consider yourself lucky I'm making this quick." She growled, making a slicing motion with hand, disemboweling the foolish soul. She opened the door to his cell and with her Teddrils she through the body parts down and across the hallway. A large trail of blood following in its wake.

Fusionist smiled at Sapphire, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "Very good my assistant, I was wondering when you would do that. Now let us look at our new arrivals." Fusions said walking down Jaya and Daria's separate cells.

"Which one should be put through the examination first doctor?" Sapphire asked, looking at the two girl's indifferently.

"Which one is older?"

"The cat woman sir."

"Then our dear Daria is going to be first." Fusionist smirked, "Well Looks like I'm going to do this through examination myself." He stated before walking out of the hallway.

"We are done for the day sapphire, you may do as you wish."

Sapphire looked at the two girl before opening her lab coat pulling out two hospital dress. "You are going to need these....you aren't aloud to where clothes during the examination, it will get you an appointment in the pain room and you won't want that," Sapphire told them, shoving each one through the bars.

"Your gruel and raw meat will be brought to you after the examination. Have fun, " Sapphire said sarcastically, begin to walk off. "Don't forget Daria, you're first."

((Okay you guys I just had to play that whole scene out, I didnt mod anyone I just made Sapphire and Fu leave as Mysteriously as they came.))

((Oh and you get to describe thier 'examinations.' Because it would be more dramatic that way.))

Daria was picked up less than an hour later and thrown onto an impossible small cage. It was filthy and smelled like human waste. Daria was sickeningly aware that sometime during the taser's attack she'd lost control of both her bladder and her bowels. And the thought made her want to vomit. The cage was rolled along the dirty halls on rikety wheels, the sound of which rattled in Daria's extra sensitve ears. Of course her pwoers didn't work and she felt so far away from Mike that she felt like she would never be whole again.

She longed to see or hear or feel anything that reminded her of the mansion...she missed Emmy the most at the moment. How she wished she had left a nicer impression on the girl. But she didn't know she was going to be...

I've been kidnapped. the thought hit her dead in the chest and knocked the wind from her. She began to hyperventilate and suddenly felt very dizzy.
Don't panic, daria. Don't panic. Her mind was racing with questions. Why would fusionist kidnap her? what was he up to? How had he known enough about her life to know she was supposed to meet with contractors...how long had he been watching her..

How long had he been watching all of them. Her fear rose as her thoughts wandered back to Emmy and Ruby. and with Ruby came Jamal. The fact that they had so easily snuck up on Daria made her worry for the others even more. And then she began to wrry about the one person she knew would come to her rescue no matter what-Mike. She wrapped her aching hands around the bars and shook them violently but she was dizzy and nausious and the motion didn't help her condition.

"Be still my kitty." Dr. Augelstein cooed from the side of the cage. He stuck his hands through the bar and poked tenderly at her nose. His potent stench rivaled her own and she hissed acutely chomping down on his finger. She managed to rip it right off-her teeth were still sharp andh er canine's still extra pointed. He screamed and yanked his hand back, an assistant rushing to his aid. "Wretched and Vile creature, you won't be so spirited in a few minutes when you're...examined." he laughed evily and Daria felt a chill go through her body.

After a time that seemed too short they arrived in a dimly lit room. They dropped the cage roughly on the floor so that Daria's head hit the bars. She cursed as they opened the gate. As quick as she could which was still with inhuman speed she lashed out kicking one of the assistants in the face. He stumbeled backward and in the confusion Daria scuttled out into the room lookingfor the door. Her vision was too blurry to distinguish the white walls stained-not puddled- with dried blood. She couldn't tell the silver swinging doors from the windows. She stumbled around blindly dodging the tasers the scientists weilded. She was cornered again and felt the stining electrical waves radiate through her fragile body.

She screamed weakly until her voice gave way completely and her energy was depleted. She hissed as they ripped her clothes from her body and shoved her to an emergency shower. The pulled the cord and scolding hot water instead of cold, rushed from the red showerhead. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened in a silent cry as she fell down trying to escape. They roughly washed her cuts and bruises making them worse than better and threw her onto the stretcher. Their savage eyes roamed over her body as humiliation and fear overwhelmed her mind. Dr. Augelstein grinned as his young team of male scientists awaited his command.

"Are you ready for you examination, Kitty?" he smiled evily.

Daria's voice was almost unheard but her message was somehow still clear. "Back off F****er!" she warned, climbing up on a ll fours as if to pounce but her legs and arms proved to weak and she fell face forward on the hard matress of the stretcher.

Dr. Augelstein laughed as his scientists moved in closer. "Spread them and cough kitty." he laughed.

Daria was too weak to move back in time but the doors burst open and a tall figure entered the room. Daria recognized the scent.

"Dr. Fusionist!" Dr. Augelstein exclaimed. All the scientists backed up it was obvious they were all afraid of Fusionist.

"What is going on here?" Fusionist asked. "I told you to bring her in and prepare her...what is wrong with you?"

"But sir.." the lesser doctor whined. "She's mine.."

"No. She is mine!" Fusionist shouted approaching the already diminutive man and making him look smaller. "I own everything here at MEPA and that includes you. So do you know what I am going to do with you?" he asked enjoying th beads of terrified sweat the slid down Dr. Augelstein's shiny head.

"No.." the german man whimpered weakly.

"Yes, Jerimiah, yes. It has been too many times that you have begged me and begged me for specimans. And i have given them to you but now, now you steal mine."

"But you never give me any of the one's I want!" Dr. Augelstein countered before he realized at whome he was yelling he cowered back a bit. Fusionist grabbed him by the neck and grinned.

"Goodbye Augelstein. Thank you for brining me my Kitty." he nodded and the reast of them en rushed to take Augelstein away. Fusionist turned to Daria. "My precious kitten. I have you once again."

Daria frowned. "What the hell are you talking about?" she asked in a whisper of a tone. She was struggling to hide her nudity.

"What am I talking about? Don't you remember so long ago when you snuck into my labs? To talk to ocean wolf?"

"Ocean wolf.." Daria repeated in her mind something seemed familiar. "I just met Emmy." she insisted though.

Fusionist grinned. "Alright then, whatever you say. And while we're pretending." he said pulling white rubber gloves from his pockets. "Why not pretend that you have just met me as well?" he asked.

He moved closer to her and she scooted bakc as far and as fast as she could while not hitting the floor.

"What do you say we get to know eachother better?"

Daria's breath stopped in it's tracks as she was filled with fear of things to come.

Daria swatted a hand out at Fusionist but it made very weak contact. "Don't fight me, Kitty-"

"Don't call me Kitty."

"because struggling only prolongs the inevitable." he continued ignoring her. He easily pushed her down on the stretcher and strapped her down. He pushed it so that it stood vertically and Daria faced the wall. He pulled a remote from his pocket and pressed two buttons. The first made the lights go off and the second pulled a long contraption from the ceiling. It stopped right over head and with a whiriring noise two thin mechanical arms with tiny pincers at the end slid down and Fusionist attached them to her lids-keeping them open. From the contraption a light flashed on the opposite wall and a film began.

"How about a movie?" Fusionist offered casually. "I don't know what's out in theaters but who doesn't love a classic?" he grinned evily as the wall showed a man strapped to a stretcher like she was and a scientist with a scalple and a vaccum was sslicing and sucking off the man's skin. It panned in to the man's face to show his twisted expression-it was a silent film but his pain needed no soundtrack. Daria winced but the more she struggled the deeper the pincers bore and cut her lids. Shefelt the tears well up and roll down her cheeks, stinging her wounds. She was forced to watch as the man's chest skin was ripped from his body like a sheet from a mattress. His pain was universal. The scientist emptied the vaccum's storage part and the bloddy skin fell to the floor in a sickeningly wobbly pile. Daria felt her stomach churn as a time shift took place and they showed the man now compeltely stripped of his skin. The scientist's face was revealed and Daria recognized it as a younger Fusionist. The film cut off.

"So what do you think?" he asked, still disturbingly casual.

Daria let out a weak and horse hiss. "That's what you're going to do to me?"

"No, well yes but not in that manner. There is more than one way to skin a cat you know." he grinned.

Daria struggled but screamed as the pincers hurt her lids. She slammed back against the matress, foaming at the mouth in pain. Fusionist removed the pincers carelessly and the top layer of skin on her left lid ripped and hung limply.

"Now be still,Kitty. Struggling makes it worse, remember?"

"What do you want? Is this because I-" she coughed, her throat was filling up with phlegm. "I tried to save emmy and ruby?"

"Sort of." he smiled. "It's what caught my attention. What stealth and cleverness you hadb efore you grew the tail and ears. You'd be a wonderful asset to my team..." he began.

"never. I'm an Xman."

Fusionist laughed, procuring surgical utensils from his pocket. "Daria I hate to break this to you but Mutants don't belong here. You have no place but to serve normal humans. So i am offering you a chance to belong."

"I know where I belong."

"that safe haven for freaks? How can they help you when they all have the same problem, the same illness."

"You're sick."

"No, you're sick. You're theo ne's with the mutated genes the extra chromosomes...you're the one's who are sick." Fusionist said. "But, sweetheart, some are sicker than others and you my dear are pefect. Join the team with bloodfang and tattoo and sapphire."

"Never."

Fusionist ran the scalple along her forearm making a perfect rectangle. In one swift movement he ripped the flesh from the spot. Daria screamed. "Are you sure about that."

She couldn't answer, she'd bitten her tongue deep in pain.

Fusionist trialed a hand down her thigh and knelt on his knees. "It makes you act like an animal, Daria. Your mutation makes you less than human." Without warning he sunk his teeth into her flesh. "ever wonder what it feels like to be bitten? to be your victim?"

Daria screamed again but it could hardly be heard. HEr head was spinning.

"You will belong to me, Kitty." he said. "I'll even give you a barcode. He cut thin slits into her leg and, with a lit match burned the flesh as if branding her. Dizzy now and on the verge of passing out Fusionist saw this ans unstrapped her. She fell forward limply into his atms. He carried her to an ajoining room, freezer like in quality and placed her ina tub of dirty icy water. Her muscles, all of them cramped up but the pain subsided and she couldn't feel a thing.
Fusionist continued to cut her and Daria watched heaving and vomiting in the water several times even though her body was long since empty.

When she continued to refuse to join him or to talk at all he stopped. He didn't want to kill her, not yet at least. She was bait, others would come for her. He bandaged her wounds not bothering to clean them or anything all the while humming greensleeves cheerfully, a tune that would echo in Daria's head for a long time.

He tossed her back into her cell on the hay still stark naked, her bandages soaked with blood; the young woman slowly seeping into a deadly state of unconciousness. Her breathing was shallow and she could feel her senses shutting down.

This is it, she thought. This is how it all ends?

It was some time later... but god only knew how long, that they brought another figure past her cell. His hair was matted with blood, and his face was bruised almost beyond recognition. His clothes hung mostly in tatters, with various cuts visible over his body. His knuckles were bloody, showing that whatever they'd done to him, he'd managed to put up one hell of a fight. He was, though, still mostly conscious... and for some inconceivable reason, there was a slightly satisfied smile on his swollen lips.

The face was, as said, almost unrecognizable, but as the figure was carried past Daria's cell, a telltale glow appeared in his partly opened eyes.

Daria was slightly awake when Mike passes but her eyes were too blurry to recognize him. His scent which Daria was always aware of was stronger in her nose and she peered closer to see his eyes glowing. She smiled slightly to herself thinking she was dreaming.

Mike waited for quite a while before saying anything. The hours went by in silence as he studied his cell, finally locating the power inhibitor that was installed in it. He knew from the lab junkie's mind when it was safe to speak, and when he needed to pretend to be powerless and alone. Right now... it was safe to speak.

"Daria?" he called out quietly.

"Mike?" Daria said weakly. She coughed. "Mike, what are you doing here?"

"Well, despite appearances... rescuing you."

There was a slight slur to Mike's words, indicating that the swelling in his face still hadn't gone down. He looked up at the window, the moonlight's angle placing the time to be about midnight. They still had about twenty minutes to speak freely.