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Rythian woke up a little while later; blind, disoriented, and dizzy. He was sitting up in a corner of a moving vehicle. He tried to stand up but ended up stumbling and hitting the wall across from him.
“Somebody sit him down! I don’t need any more damage to him.”
“Xephos.” Rythian hissed. The car swerved to the right and Rythian landed flat on his back. He winced and rolled onto his stomach. One of the scientists in the back helped him to a nearby seat. The road soon flattened out and Rythian took the time to get used to his surroundings. He could tell there were three people sitting near him, and two more in the front.
The van started to slow and turn into the parking garage hidden by a camouflaged door in the side of a mountain. Rythian grinned wide; knowing it would be hidden behind his mask. He heard the back doors open and the three scientists leave. Rythian heard another door click open and then he reacted. He pulled an arm free from his bindings and swiped off his blindfold. He kicked one of the scientists through the open door. The other scientist took something from his pocket and injected into his blood stream. He swayed back and forth as he tried to focus to teleport. He leaned up against a wall to steady himself, and by the time he had become accustom to the spinning walls and disorienting vision there were scientists surrounding him. He felt his arms, and legs go limp, and the rest of his body followed. They picked up Rythian slowly and began to carry him away. He tried to move and shake them off but it was like he was stuck in a horrible nightmare, all he could do now was watch as they tried to fix up his wounds from his peripheral vision.

“Dnnn togh mrr.” Rythian slurred. His head lolled to the side, so he was watching them start to unwrap his arm to get to his wounds. He tried to yell at them but it only came out as more slurs. They stared and poked at the glowing purple veins in his hands. He let out a small cry and tried desperately to shake himself away. One of them called Xephos over.
“What have you been hiding here Rythian?” Xephos questioned as he picked up his arm. Xephos glanced over at Rythian and smiled when he saw the panicked reaction on his face.
“Get him into a cell, quickly. I’ll try to talk to him tomorrow to see if I can reason with him to cooperate.” They injected another, blue, liquid into his neck, and he passed out.

“L-let m-me go…” Rythian whispered as he swam in and out of consciousness.
“Remember that I’m still here if you need help.”
“Shut up I can get out of here by myself”
”Yes and when you do, I’m sure they won’t tell Zoey anything.”
“Grrr…” Rythian growled as the voice in his head snickered. It stopped suddenly.
“There’s an enderman here. It’s a worker type; you know the one with four arms. N-no…no it’s worse, i-it can’t …it can’t communicate. Stay away from it at all costs, or it might sense you’re a hybrid.”
“Most endermen are angry at me already. So what if another one is.” Rythian opened his eyes slowly, and cautiously. He could hear the beeping of and EKG monitor next to him. He pulled himself out of the black sheets, and stood in the middle of a rather empty room. Only his bed, an EKG monitor and a mirror were in the room. He the small suction cups from under his shirt. He covered his ears as the monitor made a long, high pitched beep, before knocking it over; shattering the screen. He took another look around the room as he walked up to the mirror. He unwrapped the bandages around his forearm and examined the fresh burns on his skin. He took off his coat and lifted up the back of his shirt to get a look at the rest.
“It’ll take about a week.” He said pulling his shirt down, and wrapping his coat around him again.
“For now let’s figure a way out.”
“That’ll be pretty hard you’re in a solitary confinement cell. One with one of the highest security systems ever created.” A large portion of the wall nearest to a barely visible door, slid open; revealing a giant glass window.
“Now are you ready to start Rythian? You’ve slept for quite some time now. And you kept muttering, like you were talking to someone. How does he know about experiment code: 2319?” Rythian ignored his questions and tried to teleport. He felt his magic drain from him, but nothing happened. Xephos saw the concentrated look on his face and smiled.
“Your magic won’t work. This whole room has a magic seal, and so does every other room in Yoglabs.”
“W-what?” Rythian looked down at his exposed arms and watched them dim down to a faded lavender color.
“You can’t do this to me. I survive off of magic. My heart’s an ender pearl for Notch sakes!” Rythian shouted at him. He ran to the mirror and was about to pull down his mask, when he spotted a camera on the corner of it.
“Oh don’t worry Rythian the generator is set on low to keep you from using it. It’ll drain most of your magic, so you can’t use it, but it’ll leave some. Just so you can barely survive. Isn’t that nice?”
“Oh joy…” Rythian snapped. Xephos gave a cheeky grin.
“Shall we begin?”