Before I begin, I would like to mention that I have started a new story called Upholding Expectations. It would mean a lot to me if you guys could check it out and let me know what you think.
Anyways, back to your regularly scheduled program.
Trigger warnings: violence, pain

The last thing Grian remembered was kneeling in the snow. After that everything went dark.

Even now as his eyes slowly opened, he didn't know what to make of his situation.

He was lying on a mat on the floor. The entire room was pure white and the walls were cushioned. On the far side of the room was a white metal door.

Even his clothes were white. A loose fitting t-shirt and flowing white pants that were so long they bunched around his ankles.

He sat up and winced. Craning his neck he saw that his wings were bound behind his back by some kind of white cloth. He couldn't move them at all.

Don't freak out. Don't make any sudden moves  his brain counseled.

15 years of hostage and torture training had prepared him for this sort of situation.

He first checked his arms, legs, chest, and face for injuries. The only thing he found was a lump on the back of his head.

Is that how I passed out?

His hand went to his neck to check his pulse but he drew back suddenly when his fingers grazed metal.

Carefully, he stroked the metal that encompassed his neck. He couldn't see it, but it was thick and heavy, digging into his collar bone ever so slightly in a way that was uncomfortable, but tolerable.

A tracker maybe? Or something to deliver sedatives?

He stood slowly and felt himself struggle to remain balanced. That's when he realized how badly he was shaking.

Calm down  he urged his beating heart. You are not in immediate danger. Save the freak out for when it's called for.

He walked around the room, pressing and pulling on the cushioned walls to see if there was any weakness. There was not, but he did find three hidden cameras. The thought of someone watching him sent a shiver down his spine.

Ok ok it's fine. You're fine. You haven't done anything wrong yet. At least... he tried to think of something positive to calm himself down. At least your friends are safe. At least Mumbo...

He smiled sadly and felt a lump form in his throat.

No  he schooled himself. Rule #1 of being a hostage. Don't show any fear or sadness.

He shook out his arms, trying to rid himself of emotion and walked up to the metal door.

It was securely fastened and didn't even have a handle. There was a window at the top but Grian was too short to see out if it even when he jumped. He tugged at the cloth around his wings but it didn't budge.

Dammit.

Suddenly there was a loud beeping noise and the crackling of a microphone. Grian jumped a foot off the ground in surprise and backed away from the door.

"Ahhh I see you're awake!" Came a distinctly familiar voice.

The door buzzed and opened. Two men in black masks walked into the room. Grian ran to the opposite wall.

"Oh don't be scared" the voice said. "We just want to do some testing. Please go with these fine gentleman"

When Grian didn't move, the voice sighed as if this was just another normal nuisance of his workday.

"Go with the men please"

Grian gulped and tried to remain calm.

"What if I don't?"

The next second he was on the ground screaming. The metal choker around his neck had sent volts of electricity into his body making all his muscles tense up painfully and the skin on his neck burn.

As soon as it started, it stopped again.

Grian shook slightly as he lay on the ground, breathing hard.

So... it's a shock collar.

"Congratulations!" The voice said in a mocking tone. "You found out what your collar does"

The men standing by the door snickered.

"This doesn't have to be difficult" the voice continued. "All you have to do is do what I ask and tell me what I want to know"

"Does it really count as asking if you shock me when I refuse?" Grian said in a much braver tone than he felt.

The voice cackled.

"Cheeky! I love the mouthy ones. They are so fun to play with. Now half-breed, now that you know the consequences, I will give you one last chance to do this of your own free will. Would you please go with these two gentleman?"

Free will my ass  Grian thought, using his remaining energy to push himself into a standing position and walk slowly towards the door. The men didn't even grab his arms to keep him in place.

That's how confident they are that I can't get away  Grian thought.

He was led down a long hallway lined with the same white metal doors. Grian couldn't see inside them, but every now and then he would hear a scream or someone crying. He quickened his pace.

I don't want to be here any longer than I have to.

Eventually they turned into a side corridor and the noise faded behind them. The masked men finally stopped in front of a black heavy metal door. One of them grabbed Grian's arm roughly and put a hand over his eyes.

"Hey! What are you-"

"Shut up"

Grian clamped his mouth shut and heard small beeping noises as if someone was inputting a code. If it truly was a code, it was horribly long.

Finally there was a buzzing sound and the door swung open. Grian's other arm was grabbed and he was walked into what looked like some kind of medical lab. The room was white and blue with long metal tables lining the walls. Strange medical instruments lay on them, gleaming under the bright lights.

At least it's clean.

However Grian's stomach dropped when he noticed the large metal table in the center. It was big enough for a person and had long leather straps attached to it.

Before Grian could protest, one of the men had lifted him up and placed him on the table face down so that his wings stuck out behind him. He tried to wriggle out of their grasp but they held him down and looped the straps around his wrists and ankles. Grian cried out in pain as they cut off the circulation to his hands.

He heard the men walk out of the room and close the door behind them.

Ok ok ok. His mind was racing. How do we get them to slip up? We make them lose control of their emotions... He grinned. So... I'll just do what I do best. Be annoying...

I know this chapter isn't verylong, but I promise I'll have another one up in the next couple days.
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