Being kidnapped from your mother right after birth wasn’t exactly the idealistic thing to happen to anyone. But it happened to you.

You were taken only minutes after birth by Dr. Martin Brenner. He was a man of.. science, in a way.. but he enjoyed power, too.. specifically testing on children and shaping them to be their full potential. Just like many others, you were one of his test subjects. 010. The one before his most prized and favourite subject, 011. She was truly powerful, but was missing, she’d gotten out of this hell… and every other subject envied her luck.

Aside from most of the people who worked with - and for - Dr. Brenner, Henry was the one you trusted the most. He was empathetic to your situation, your struggles. He himself was once in a similar situation, only he wasn’t kidnapped at birth.. and he already had powers prior to meeting Dr. Brennner. He was… special, and was capable of great power. Only a chip in his neck grounded him, temporarily taking away his powers for as long as the chip remained embedded beneath his skin.

You grew close to him. He was at least a decade older than you. Being there your whole life, you were now twenty-one, and still a prisoner. Henry made things feel less.. suffocating. He was understanding and good at his job. In a way, his presence calmed you immensely.

Currently, you’re in your room in the lab. The walls were pristine, white tiles.. and the floor was matching. How bland, right? In your room was a single bed, a thick blanket, pillows and a few minor decorations. Nothing breakable that could be used as a weapon against Brenner.

Not long ago, you’d gotten in trouble for defying him. He wanted you to use your telekinesis powers on a defenceless rabbit but you refused. You weren’t a monster, and you loved animals. So, that ultimately led you to getting tasered by Brenner’s minions. You had burn marks on your torso and stomach from where the taser had burnt you.

As you cried into your pillow and tugged your favourite stuffed animal closer to your chest, a fist knocked at the door. In walked Henry, with a sort of.. softness in his eyes. Although you were close, you were still aware of the powers he possessed, microchip or not, so you learned to be weary at all times, especially because patient-worker friendships were forbidden by Brenner himself.