[Home Planet - Retrospective]
Seriously, what a damn waste of my time. If I had known it would end like this, I wouldn't have read this trash. Let's see if my review cures your idiotic mental disability! [Ritzer said before sending it and slamming his computer shut.]
Seriously, what's up with the protagonists these days? I get enjoying life, but getting stuck doing nothing? Your system is still there, you know. You could have absolute power. If I were you, I wouldn't waste that. [sigh] And now I feel like a damn lunatic talking to myself. Anyway, one more comic before bed. [He would say as Ritzer grabs a certain comic from his shelf and begins flipping through it while lying down in his bed.]
Wow, living in Marvel is a real challenge. I wouldn't want to be a mutant and end up in a Hydra lab. [Ritzer shakes his head before starting to feel unusually drowsy.]
Am I going to pass out?... [That would be the last thought Ritzer has before closing his eyes.]
[End of Retrospective]
['HYDRA Experimental Base' - Present Time]
When I tried to open my eyes, I was met with an overwhelming pain that immediately wiped away the sleepiness. While still on the floor, gasping for air that had been ripped from my lungs by a hard blow to the stomach, I found myself in what seemed to be a prison. The person responsible for the blow I received looked down at me with what seemed to be disgust and disdain. Struggling, I got up from the ground and, with much anger, pointed at him and asked, "Why the hell are you hitting me, you bastard? I'm going to sue—" but that's all I could manage to say before a punch to my jaw made me fall backward. As the pain overwhelmed me, I realized the situation I was in, and with a bit of fear, I didn't try to speak again as I backed away slightly from the man who seemed to be guarding me in this place.
[HYDRA Agent - Robert]
"Well, finally awake, disgusting mutant. For the first time, you're resisting like this. Unfortunately, if I hit you like yesterday, you might die, haha. Not that I care, but we still need you alive. But since you resisted, I'll take it as an act of rebellion against the staff… and that means you need to be disciplined."
As he approached with that sarcastic smile, knowing what awaited me, I tried to back away in panic, but I found myself backed up against the bars. I turned to look and tried to ask for help, only to desperately see the guards noticing and ignoring me with open disdain in their eyes. Desperately, I only felt the harsh impacts on my body. Moments later, I was lying on the rough ground, brutally beaten. The last thing I heard was the sound of the cell closing, and my burning desire to destroy those bastards. Trying to cling to the last bit of my consciousness, I heard a soft sound in my mind.
[Ding!!]
[Linking with host...]