— No. 34 and 33. Please stand clear from the containment door and wait for the MTF to escort you to the testing room. Disobeying orders will result in extended trial sessions and/or reduced relief time.
The two, 33 and 34, obeyed the voice's commands with no hesitation and stopped what they were doing. Throwing away the coloring pens in their hands, they stood tall and straight with no movements on opposite sides of the room.
The two were clearly nervous and afraid of disobeying the orders, as shown by their subtly trembling bodies.
The two looked exactly alike as they were twins, the only difference being one having longer hair and a slimmer stature. They wore plain white clothes with no shoes and the room they were staying in only had two simple beds, a toilet in the corner, and the art crafts messily laying on the cold white floor.
BZZZTT
The iron door in the center of the wall let out a loud buzzing along with a clear click from the door unlocking. Several armed soldiers clad in black special ops-like armor swarmed the room, violently pressing the two children onto the ground. The boy's face was roughly rubbed against the finished artwork the girl had drawn for him, anger rising within his chest as they were being restrained by heavy metal shackles.
'Sister... your drawing...' (34)
'It's okay brother, ill draw you another one after okay?' (33)
'Okay...' (34)
The twins communicated with each other via their minds which was unknown to the commanding voice and soldiers escorting them. There was already another pair of children the same age as them, also a pair of male and female, waiting in the large empty room that had a slightly raised, circular platform in the center. Many vague figures dressed in white lab coats doing various tasks on machinery were seen through a ground-to-ceiling glass window.
— Numbers 33 and 108. Please step up onto the platform.
The two called numbers fearfully stepped onto the platform following the man's voice.
— Now exercise your gifts until one of you is left standing.
There was silence within the hall as neither child took a step forward. They were scared of the voice that spoke through the intercom and understood the meaning of its words.
The concept of "last man standing" was introduced to the group of children long ago when they were first brought to the facility. It was the act of fighting and killing each other until one of them was dead or unconscious.
Suddenly, the collar wrapped firmly around the two children's necks sent a surge of electricity.
"AHHH!"
"HRRKKCK?!"
Both of them yelped and screamed in pain as they fell onto their hands and knees, still panting from the shocking pain they felt on their necks, stifling their throat and choking them in addition to the shock and burn wounds.
The boy with a No. 108 tag on his chest clenched his teeth and ran straight toward 33. Startled by his quick-wittedness, 33 was taken advantage of and tackled to the floor. A strange metallic sheen glossed over 108's fist appearing like a solid iron ball.
By instinct, 33 raised her arms as a semi-transparent barrier appeared which blocked 108's fist. Her barrier persisted for a few minutes before ultimately cracking under 108's barrage of attacks.
Crack~
Shatter!
When the barrier was destroyed, 108 didn't stop or slow his fist's descent as it fell onto 33's face and broke her nose and cheekbone. In response to the intense pain, 33 started to cry as blood spurted out her nose. She struggled and kicked around fiercely under the boys' weight but was unable to shake him off. Instead, this caused the boy to become even more desperate as he started to wail his fists onto her face without stopping.
"Stop it!"
34 pleaded with a cracking voice but 108 did not stop and his fists as they fell heavily onto the girl's face. Her tears fell and more blood splattered along the ground and covered his fists.
The girl's struggle died down over time until her limbs fell limp, the entire time 34 stared at this horrific scene of his sister's adorable face being crushed mercilessly by the boy's fist.
Several of her front teeth were broken and fell into the back of her throat, causing her to choke and spit them to the side onto the floor with a mouthful of blood. When she did so, she managed to lock eyes with her dear twin brother, who was staring back at her with fear and tears in his eyes.
'Brother... it hurts... I'm sorry brother...'
Weird, guttural cries escaped 34's mouth as streams of tears fell down his face. His heart raced from the anxiety, fear, and anger pulsing through his veins. It throbbed and ached and threatened to jump out of his chest. He wanted to scream to the world, to cry out the injustice in his heart, to save his sister and escape this nightmare facility, but he could only freeze on the spot, snot and tears smearing his face and chest heaving up and down as he hyperventilated.
Finally, after a short second that felt like an eternity, 34 could no longer stand his sister being tormented, and who laid on the floor with a bloodied face unresponsive to the other boys' attacks. He glared at the man on the other side of the window before he turned back to the boy beating his sister.
"I said stop!"
The boy sitting atop 33 slowed in his movements and his face became pale, confused, and shocked. Many emotions raged inside him until he looked at 34 to the side staring at him with hatred.
34 collapsed to the floor gripping his head in pain at the sight of 108 brutally beating his sister to near death. It felt as though a piece of him had been taken, snatched from him. Like an important piece of his heart and soul was slowly disappearing, forever to disappear if he did not do something.
"I... I had to do it... we can't disobey his o-"
"SHUT UP!"
Seeing the boy who actually listened to his words, 34 realized that it was his Gift that was being used on the boy, causing him to listen to his words. No, to be more precise, the power he used to persuade the boy's brain.
"Sir, should I restrain the subject?"
— No. Leave him alone. I want to see what he will do next.
34 had wanted to 'order' 108 to kill himself but the expected effect didn't happen. Unable to give such a strong command to the boy, a strong backlash returned to his head sending him to collapse to the floor in pain. Released from the power that immobilized him, he returned his sights to the girl below, raising his fist to finally end this one-sided fight.
Bang
Just as his fist was about to hit its intended target, 34 who was previously curled up on the floor tackled him and the two were sent rolling along the platform. The platform was not that wide, and the two easily fell off the edge with 34 on top of 108.
"Die!"
The two competed in endurance as 34 wrapped his hands around 108's neck, trying to choke him to death. Of course, 108 wouldn't die without a struggle as he tried crushing his 34's wrists. A couple of seconds passed and 34's wrists were now bloody and broken, but his hands didn't loosen one bit.
Strangely, 34's wrists began to change. His broken, splintered bones in his wrist and forearm seemed to sprout and broke through his skin, covering his once fleshly arm in an armor of pinkish-red bones, still with flesh and veins clinging onto them.
The man behind the wall was surprised by this outcome and continued to watch with rapt attention. Meanwhile, 108 found it even harder to break free from 34's submission hold, no thanks to the bone-like armor covering his arms.
Soon, 108's arms lost their metallic luster and fell to the floor weakly, the life within his eyes fading. The child who was not even 8 years old, died by another child of similar age.
— A wonderful display of sheer willpower and tenacity. Guards, escort 33 and 34 to the research facility for further testing.
"W-wait!... just take me... plea-"
A painful force struck the back of his head as the approaching guard knocked him out with the butt of his gun. The last thing he saw was his sister staring back at him with teary eyes, then the two fell unconscious.
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