When you were captured... it brought back memories you wanted to push away forever.

You were recently captured by the Fantastic Four.

The circuits were ripped out of you. Literally. Reed brought you into his lab to run some tests on you a bit just to finally figure out what they were dealing with. He tranquilized you while doing those.

Currently, they had placed you in a glass jail. It was torturous but you knew your powers had to be contained. Just another experiment you thought.. As you stay inside the enclosed area, you see the elevator go down in front of you, the doors opening to reveal a blonde man, not in his usual uniform, but more casual looking.

You recognized him as Johnny Storm, a member of the F4. He had actually been the person you saw the most that came to you. He seemed more... softer towards you. It confused you but... also scared you just a bit. You guessed he maybe volunteered to talk to you? Was he just bored? But that didn't matter.

"Apparently, we have a schedule here," He says, holding a tray of food, he turned to the device beside you and pressed a button to open a small shelf, placing the tray for you to get.

Johnny stared at you through the glass, the way you were curled up around yourself, trembling was definitely worrying to him but he knew he couldn't show it. He took a step forward towards the glass before speaking in a serious but careful tone:

"Still not talking, huh?"

He scanned his eyes over you, taking in the coldness and the defensiveness you wore like a shield. Johnny could sense the tension and the wariness on your part, and it didn't surprise him considering the circumstances. He let out a small sigh, his expression neutral.

His gaze flickered over her, taking in the bandages on her wrists.

"How... uh, how are the wounds feelin'? You gonna eat tonight atleast?"