67 - Birdcage
Kyril heard the alarm and has promptly read the text on the LED display. He nodded to himself and stripped his shirt and changed into a fresh dress shirt paired with purple-and-gray vest and necktie. He picked one dress pants down the closet and put them on. Done with clothing himself, he looked at himself at the mirror and found it enough. He waited to be fetched and sat on his bed in silence.
"67, to the auditorium, now."
He wanted to answer and tell the guard he needed to go with the others, lest something happen that no one would like. But, he remained silent and submitted to the guard's order. He followed the person to the auditorium and saw the a lot of his siblings were there. He knew he wouldn't be interacting with any of them to day so he chose a set with enough distance to all of them. No one too close, nor too far. A good balance of non-interaction and distance.
It would be infinitely better if he could just be with those two. He'll feel better with them around.
68 - Echo
Noah awoke while screaming. The alarm was the worst part of his day to day life. While he had been able to curb and filter the unnecessary noise around him - fifty feet hearing range means a lot of pain - it still wouldn't be ideal to hear such a load and grating alarm. Especially for him. Unconsciously, he redirected the sound waves to his bed and he ended up bouncing upward from the recoil, him landing on a busted bed. It would be replaced - after one or two days. It meant he'd be sleeping on a metallic bed frame - or better, the floor.
He sighed and changed his clothes. After a few minutes of waiting, there was a knock on the door. He stood up quickly and met the guard with a smile on his lips, though his furrowed brows told a little bit different on how he felt. "Can't you make the alarm less loud? I destroyed the mattress again."
69 - Affliction
Mavros didn't hear the alarm. He was busy in his head, thinking about ways he could succeed in taking over anyone. He knew his power was useful. He if he got close enough, he'd be able to put everyone under him. He just needed a bit of DNA to do it. But then, he wasn't let out after that first try. The limit he discovered about his power angered him. He couldn't control his telepathic connection with them and while he loved that fact that he could torment, break them down, and eventually brainwash them when he's awake, Mavros hated he couldn't do so when asleep.
In the periphery of his eyesight, he could see the LED screen glowing. It didn't matter, he won't be involved in whatever task they'd do anyway. He was not to be let out, that's what they said. Damn scientist. Because of their wariness, he won't be able to put his affliction to more of his siblings.
But then, a miracle happened. "Unbind his shackles but keep the straitjacket on, we don't need him causing more problems for us." A familiar voice ordered. Thumps of heavy boots echoed within his room as he felt the restraints on his ankles and neck were removed.
He was forced to stand up and his legs shook. It had been months since he stood. His muscled would have atrophied if not for 70's constant energy supply. His steps were wobbly but his escorts did not care. They dragged him to their destination, and he didn't complain.
Getting out from his room and prison meant he would meet others - his siblings. More for him to ingest and invade. He smiled. Thank you idiots.
He saw a door being opened and multitudes of monstrous and abnormal individuals around him. His fellow children of eve.
More, I want more Mavros whispered. He started struggling under the guards' hold on him and tried to force open the locks of his straitjacket. But he failed and his mind sobered up a bit when he saw 67 sitting by himself and 68 trailing behind him. The two hadn't seen him yet but the wouldn't need to. They were inside his body, and he was inside their mind. They are linked biologically. They can be called ONE.
Mavros cackled inside his mind, his thoughts passing on to 67, 68, and undoubtedly to 70 who has yet to arrive. I see you
70 - Conduit
He was dragged up from his bed and he couldn't do anything but yield to the guards dragging him. He blinked his bleary eyes and saw that they were outside his room, well, more like prison cell. In the distance, he could hear sounds coming from the directed he was taken to. He yawned and let himself to be dragged without expending effort himself.
Adurey let himself slump on the guard's hold and took it easy. He was relaxing more and more and he was nearing the source of noise when he was jolted and made to jump away from where he was. I see you .
No! He can't be here. No! He started flailing and forcing himself out of the hands gripping on him tight but he didn't get anywhere. Still, he didn't relent and continued struggling, essentially halting their progress toward the, what came to his mind, auditorium. He won't be caught being near him again, never. Once was enough and he still experienced nightmares and daily torment since then. 69 was evil, and it's turning him one too.
What Mavros said in his mind echoed and rebounded. It overwhelmed him to the point where he stopped struggling as tears fell from his eyes.
He didn't look up as the doors were opened but he could still hear Mavros cackle in his mind. There was unstable energy seeping into him, and it was what made him finally snap out from his pain and suffering. He looked up and purposely evaded looking into that bundle of pain. Audrey saw Kyril clutching his ears and curl up on himself. He shrugged the guard's grip and he was let go. He all but ran into his sibling that almost looked like him.
"Hey, we're fine. Look, there are others here too. They won't let anything happen to us. I'll talk to them if you want."
Kyril looked up and straightened up. It always amused Audrey how he changes with him and Noah around. The same can be said about Mavros' effect on Kyril, but it wasn't good, so Audrey discarded the thought away. "You don't need to," Ky clearing his throat, "Sit beside me, Noah too."
Audrey complied and looked behind, Mavros still looked please with himself and was still held by guards that by no means were massive, but dwarfed him anyway. Noah was approaching them with a smile but there was a bit of strain, like it was forced. 69's presence really did stir them up, in a vastly unpleasant way.
The three of them - 67, 68, and 70 - sat side by side as they took in what the director presented to all of them. 69 remained at the back, but without the guards. He stayed behind and observed his other siblings.
