((Edit: quick grammar fix and forgot to add a photo lol))

Working under a being made of shadow in nevada isn't so bad once you look past the occasional threats and murder...and lack of breaks....and the occasional breathing down your neck........and the lingering dread of you becoming a experiment if you don't do as your told - ok its terrible.

You kinda forgot how you got into this mess in the 1st place or how it started, as the distant memory of the time before Nevada went to shit was a big blur, almost like it was all just a dream. You tend to keep looking at the bright side even if its really hard to do that in this place, its almost a miracle that your still standing as most kind hearted grunts don't live long in this blood stained world. Maybe its because of your brilliant ideas? That you are to valuable to become a experiment? A ray of sunshine thats still around after the suns disappearance? You'll never know...

But enough of the depressing thoughts, you had a job to do. You stood up from your chair with a grin, a pen and clipboard in hand. Its time to meet someone very special to you.

Walking out of your office and down the hall you stopped at a large metal door shut tightly, on one side of the door displays a warning sign telling anyone who reads it that they must be a certain rank to enter such room while the other is a card reader. Pulling the card that's dangling around your neck you inserted the card in the card reader and the door pulls itself open allowing you to enter inside, with a grin still on your face you walked inside and the door slides shut behind you. You looked up at the mag agent that sits infront of you "hey big guy" you said in a sweet tone, followed by a hum in response. The large nails in his head preventing him to speak to you normally.

Mag agent torture was his full name but you call him tor or big guy for short, he was a special case practically one of the best agents the facility has. However in some certain tests to make him more powerful to defeat the infamous hank j. Wimbleton he gets really aggressive, had caused a massive massacre among the staff a few times because of this (see incident: 011A for details) but for some odd reason he had a soft spot for you. You made him calm, almost peaceful, he would not lash out or hurt you in any sort of way even if he was in pain from the experiments. That is one of the many reasons why you and only you had to do the experiments on him, not like you wanted to do that to him but it was your job.

It was either do your work, or be 'fired'. And frankly. NO ONE WANTS TO BE FIRED.

"Head still hurts?" You asked, pressing down the top of your pen once again getting another hum in response yet somehow knowing exactly what he's saying with only a simple hum or gesture. "I hear you tor" you sighed, checking out a box on the paper "luckily theres not much to do today...so it'll be done quick" you attempted to reassure him, you know he would never harm you. Yet somehow you still had this tingling feeling at the back of your mind that one day he will turn on you, paranoia and over working tends to do that to you though.

You smiled after noticing torture reached over and pat your head as gently as he could, almost like he had sensed your worry. "Im fine tor really" you said with a smile still on your face and set the clipboard and pen down on a nearby desk "lets go ahead and get started kay?" You continued, returning to your normal mood and tone. You didnt mind that you felt his eyes on you, he tends to observe what you and used to be others too on what they are doing. Almost in a curious manner.

It was and still is kinda cute.

You was just about to fill a large needle with a serum of some kind before you was suddenly scooped up by a large hand, you practically dropped the needle "what the fuck!?" You squealed in surprise before being pressed against fabric and hear the sound of a loud rumble resembling a purr. Honestly you kinda blanked for a minute before you realized what was happening.

Torture had picked you up and gently pressed you against his chest in a large hug, he continued to purr as he held you in place with his hands. You smiled warmly, your face growing warm, and tried to hug him back as best you could "love you too tor" you chuckled, enjoying this peaceful moment in the giants embrace as all your previous worries faded away...