The Power of the Eyes

I moved away.

I grabbed her head with one hand and pressed her against the table to keep her still. I moved her head to expose her neck a bit. I almost injected her, but I saw the lights flashing and the sirens going off. I smiled at her. "Looks like I will be experimenting on your friend after all." I stuck the needle in her neck and injected the serum into her before I went to my clipboard, ready to record my observations.

I closed my eyes tightly.

I watched. It should be agony, weakening one's powers. There was a chance that it wouldn't weaken her at all and just cause pain. There was a chance she could fall ill and be on the brink of death, put on the bright side, I would have invented a new torture method.

I watched her use her powers, it hadn't been long since we did anything together buy still. It was cool.

I forced myself not to react.

Emma: I pulled Braydon to one of the guards. "Where is she?" I growled, my eyes stinging, so I knew they were green. "Why would I tell you?" he spat. I tightened the roots around him.
Dr. Stone: I wrote a bit down and went back to watching.

"Where is my sister?!" I snapped at the man. I just couldn't wait any longer, where could she be.

Suddenly, he started laughing. "Don't worry, kiddies, you'll see her soon." I didn't like the sound of that, but before I could think about what he meant, I felt something pinch my neck. I pulled out a dart and saw one in Braydon's neck. "Not again..." I muttered before collapsing.

I screamed involuntarily.

Dr. Stone: I smiled and continued writing.

I made myself stop, they wanted me to react, I couldn't do that.

I hummed a bit while writing.

I managed to stop.

I watched her.

I refused to react any more.

I set my board down. "Well, I'm sorry to cut our session short, but I can never resist a redhead."

"Don't touch them."

"Oh? What's stopping me?"

I glared at him.

"That's right. Nothing. I hope her cell is close so you can hear all of her pretty screams." I grabbed my clipboard and left the room after making sure her headband was secure.

I felt the pinch too and was barely able to get the dart out in time before I fell to the ground.

((I'm gonna head to bed, I have work tomorrow. Night guys.))

Emma: I wasn't totally unconsious, just enough so that I couldn't do anything, however, I felt them grab my arms and started to drag me off.
((Goodnight, Regan!))

I started picking the locks the second he left.