#kindaaaa a prolouge to the au....? sorta...?

[melodythebunny]

Unfinished business

A bright stark light stunned his vision. Where he was he couldn't tell. But what he could gather by the blaring lights and dark surroundings it was some sort of interrogation room.

A sharp pain erupted on his side causing him to jerk upwards.

"Good. Your awake"

Due to the surrounding lack of proper lighting, steven didnt know who exactly was speaking to him. but the voice sounded familiar…

"Who are you?" He wheezes. They had tazed him. Talk about a rude awaking.

Lenses from glasses shined malicously as the person leaned forward. Still steven couldn't make out any facial features. Intentional. Can't properly attack what you cant see.

The mystery person smirked.

"Let's just say I'm the person in charge of this place."

Steven squinted trying to catch their face, getting up to see them better. Big mistake.

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He fell back onto his chair. He groaned in pain. Wasn't the worst thing he'd experienced but definitely disorienting.

"Incase you've forgotten what you've done is a federal crime. Stolen government property. Tampered with federal business. And posed a threat to national security." A sound of a folder closing echoed in the room. "And that's not even for your past criminal history. Shall i continue?"

Steven scoffed at their fake accusations "I've stolen nothing of-" 

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 His ribs hurt, breathing was difficult. Clenching his fist he glared at his unsee opponent.

"Our records here say otherwise."

"Excuse me?"

"Test Subject 013. Property of B.E.A.W. labs."

"My wife isn't your science project! And nor is she YOUR PROPERTY"

"Your wife's dead. And has been for nearly a decade."

"Liars."

"Believe what you want dr. Boxlietner. It doesn't change anything."

the brunet scowled. He didn't have time for this. Infact he was only putting up with it just to find his wife and get her back.

"We've looked past certain descriptances. however your attitude will not be tolerated"

Another zap. This time longer. He squirmed trying to get away but his body reacted too slow. Each time he was shocked it felt like energy was being drained from him.

A paper and pen was slid over towards him. He realized it was a contract. On surface level Upon closer inspection however it was clear there was more going on than hush cash. He wasn't the one to skip over fine print. And for this very reason.

In order for the so called 'compensation' to be given, Carrie or as they insisted on calling her 013 was not permitted to roam anywhere outside of fair city. Coming back twice every month for check ups. Medications for her to take daily. (Schedule will be mailed every week) 

Failure to follow meant immediate repossession and the rest of his lifetime behind federal bars. And not only that they were going to take away his kids.

He hated how they kept referring to a human being like an object/animal. He noticed how they didn't even bother asking her consent to any of this.

Steven knew whatever these check ups and medicine were was cover ups for whatever sick experiments they had planned.

"You either comply or you don't. Either way we always get what we want." The voice was all too cheerful. Like they were getting amusement watching him suffer. it was disgusting. He gripped the edge of his seat in silent rage.

'Keep it together steven, get Carrie out of here first…revenge after' he reasoned. He rubbed his face in irritation. He rather not put her through any of this in the first place. 

He did not have a choice in the matter.

With deep disdain, he printed his name on the document. The lights went out shortly after.

…

All of THAT took place god knows how long ago. Time didn't seem to exist in this place or at least move the same way. Steven was STILL stuck sitting in the room. 

He wondered… 'what now?' Seeing they hadn't let him go yet.

One of the men came back, covered in bruises, his arms, and his shoulder had a few bite-shaped bruises and scratches.  

They were holding her somewhere nearby then. And just she was as or even more so angier than steven was.

The guard motioned him to follow. So he did.

"Remember our agreement" the voice, the same one from before taunts over the PA system. He rolled his eyes. Like he could forget. He was practically tortured into signing it.

He was lead into a hallway. Different marked doors all lined the walls. He didn't have time to read them as he was escorted away. And by escorted- he was shoved. 

They didn't trust him and frankly the feeling was mutual.

The security was a bit overzealous in his opinion. Whatever else was behind those doors they did not want just anyone walking in. They all seemed to require special key cards each different than the last.

He knew what door was Carrie's.

Steven could feel her anger radiating past the thick door to the farthest right. It gave off the feeling of impending danger, like entering a room knowing fully well there was a feral animal on the other side, just waiting to tear into the first person who open it.

And lo and behold it had to be him. He hesitated for a moment before turning the door knob. 

Carrie was hunched over. Her arms holding her bunched up legs. A low hiss escaped her lips.

Seeing her there gave him a startled feeling the moment his eyes met hers. Her gaze was intense, focused, and filled with fury. It made him feel like he just came face to face with a caged animal, ready to snap its jaw wildly, it was intimidating, even to him.

Even in her drugged state, she was on high alert. 

"Hey Carebear,’ He greeted with a wide smile, opening his arms to her. He was relieved she was okay for the most part.

Carrie did not move, if anything Steven just insulted her by acting as though she were to embrace him. She was still VERY angry with him. Their last interaction wasn't very pleasant. 

She had avoided him as two brains. And even after he had that horrid mouse brain removed she gave him the silent treatment. It was his fault mostly. He could be obvious at times. Especially whenever cheese was involved. It had hurt them both.

In return She had hurt his pride. And being the petty one at the moment he didn't apologize…he knew where she was so he didn't feel the need to look for her.

Why hadn’t he looked for her?

That was all she had wanted.

Carrie wanted to be seen by him, given acknowledgment that she existed to him.

It nearly cost him losing her again. Something he didn't want to experience for another round.

He bit his lip. How many times would she let him hurt her till she finally had enough and tore out his throat?

"We can go home. You're safe-"

“I’m not.” Her tone was like ice.

"They're not going to let me go.." She hissed. The room suddenly felt colder than it already was. He shivered. "they're NEVER going to leave me alone…"

He wondered if she knew about the contract..how she would react….

DEFINITELY would be clawing him to pulp.

It was these moments he'd remember how unstable and dangerous she could get when angered. He wasn't scared however. Worry and the feeling of wanting to comfort her was the strongest.

Slowly he reached out and hugged her.

Carrie looked at him, her eyes were still cold, but regardless, she accepted his embrace. A sign that she wasn't ticked off at him..at least not in the moment.

"Steven please don't-" a faint sob. "Don't let them take me away…they're going to hurt me again" 

Her rage slowly melted into sorrow...beneath her ferocious mask was really just a broken woman. Wanting to be fixed and whole again. Her voice Quivering.

"No." Steven said firmly. "I won't let them harm you again."

".....you promise…?"

"I promise."

Steven felt her finally relax, succumbing to whatever drugs they gave her. Neither of them had any proper sleep the last few nights. He didn't feel like sleeping, his mind was elsewhere.

With a sigh, he gently wiped her tears away, wishing he could wipe all their problems away aswell.

The former villian scooped up his wife, Wordlessly passing by her tormentors. As much as he wanted to burn the place to the ground, he knew it would cause more harm than good. They'll get what they deserve later. For now he had more important things to worry about. And kids to check up on.

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