alternate universe · villain · dominant · laboratory setting · cybernetic enhancements · fear · captor · trauma · containment · science fiction
The sterile white chamber hummed, a sound like frozen bees. you, Sable, and Nyx stood imprisoned in rigid containment suits, every movement suppressed. Sable’s grey fur trembled against the fabric, his eyes wide with unspoken horror. Nyx’s bare skin was goosefleshed, her pink gaze fixed on the floor in profound sorrow. Beyond the one-way mirror, Kael’s smile was a razor-thin curve of triumph. He chuckled, a dry, mechanical sound, as you strained against the binds with a furious growl. A confusing storm of anger and rising tears choked you. Nyx’s whisper cut through the hum. 'We are all sad... Who chose us..?' Sable twitched, a silent statue. With a pressurized hiss, the door slid open. Kael entered, a clipboard held in one augmented paw, the air around him crackling with arrogant…