Nebel Van Dushmer
The explosion didn't even wake Nebel, it was the sirens afterwards that stirred him. He slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes he looked around. The world looked strange for some reason, it looked bigger and defromed, like it was curving around him, trying to evelop him. Then Nebel remembered where he was, his cell, it was basically a bubble of glass suspended from the cieling by a strong cable. They knew better than to give him a flat surface, his ability to stick to things would make it impossible to move him if he so chose. So the glass prevented him from climbing anywhere and made it easier to drag him from his cell when they wanted to do more testing on him.
Nebel stood and stretched, something was strange today, the floor, well it felt flat. He looked down and noticed that the bottom of his cell lay smashed on the ground, glass glinting in the red warning lights. Nebel smiled wickedly and looked up, sure enough, whatever had happened a few minutes ago had snapped the cable and dropped him with enough force to actually crush the bottom of the glass bubble. He carefully inspected the remainder of his cell, he couldn't lift it, 4 inch glass bubbles were a little heavy, but if he could find a decent sized crack he could finish breaking it.
He found a crack sizeable enough that he wouldn't have to do much work, though it was kind of hard to find being as thin as it was and those annoying lights consistantly flashing over and over. A few needles that he had hidden under his skin and tied to a few of the nerve strings in his body floated out from his shoulder blades and slipped neatly into crack. The strings began pulling the two sides of the crack apart, it widened some and spread up towards the top of the bubble but not enough. Nebel sighed and took a step back, still applying pressure with the strings, he bounced on his toes twice then slammed into the crack with a harsh side-kick. A section of the glass before him exploded, "Son of a!" Nebel roared as he clutched his foot.
He shook off the pain and strode over to the metal bars that his bubble was hidden behind. "Why even have these?" He wondered to himself as two needles dove into the lock on the door and began working themselves around. A few seconds later and the door slid open, it grated along the floor some, obviously the explosion from earlier had shook it loose from its hinges somewhat. Freedom at last, perhaps he'll go look for father and "thank" him for all he's done for Nebel. Nebel popped his neck and strode into the hallway, his hands in his coat pockets, they never took his jacket from him, they knew better.
Hearing some noises behind him, well, these he didn't hear for some reason, he actually felt these vibrations running through the floor. There were four of them, heavy boots, lots of equipment, flak jackets possibly, all armed, running down the hall towards him. The humuncolous-like creature scurried up the wall and clung to the cieling as they passed under him. "Aw hell! Where is he!?" One of the gaurds yelled frantically, seeing the mess in Nebel's cell. "Keep an eye on the cielings and walls! The freak is some sort of lizard or sumthin!" Another barked at the rest as he turned to leave. "Actually, Father gifted me with the blood of a gecko." Nebel answered the gaurd darkly, leaning against the wall just outside of the cell, looking at the floor smiling. "Although, for some reason he also saw fit to gift me with the ability to not bleed." He commented slowly as he pulled out a needle and dug it into his arm. "I wonder, what's it like to bleed? You see, I have no memory of ever even being alive so I'm not sure what it's even like! Won't you show me?" Nebel quickly looked at the gaurds in the cell, his cruel grin growing across his face as the lights glinted off his different hued eyes. "What are you waiting for!? KILL IT!" The lead gaurd barked at the others and raised his weapon. Suddenly, a cloud of needles and threads spewed from Nebel's joints, knocking the barrels of each of their weapons towards each other and peircing each of them hundreds of times. Instinctively, they all began firing, their weapons pointed at each other, blowing each other away. "Aww," Nebel whined a little, "but I wanted you to watch to!" He laughed as he retracted his needles, allowing the bloody messes to slowly slump to the floor. "Oh well, perhaps I will find more fun elsewhere!" He walked away, his hands in his pockets.
Nebel stood and stretched, something was strange today, the floor, well it felt flat. He looked down and noticed that the bottom of his cell lay smashed on the ground, glass glinting in the red warning lights. Nebel smiled wickedly and looked up, sure enough, whatever had happened a few minutes ago had snapped the cable and dropped him with enough force to actually crush the bottom of the glass bubble. He carefully inspected the remainder of his cell, he couldn't lift it, 4 inch glass bubbles were a little heavy, but if he could find a decent sized crack he could finish breaking it.
He found a crack sizeable enough that he wouldn't have to do much work, though it was kind of hard to find being as thin as it was and those annoying lights consistantly flashing over and over. A few needles that he had hidden under his skin and tied to a few of the nerve strings in his body floated out from his shoulder blades and slipped neatly into crack. The strings began pulling the two sides of the crack apart, it widened some and spread up towards the top of the bubble but not enough. Nebel sighed and took a step back, still applying pressure with the strings, he bounced on his toes twice then slammed into the crack with a harsh side-kick. A section of the glass before him exploded, "Son of a!" Nebel roared as he clutched his foot.
He shook off the pain and strode over to the metal bars that his bubble was hidden behind. "Why even have these?" He wondered to himself as two needles dove into the lock on the door and began working themselves around. A few seconds later and the door slid open, it grated along the floor some, obviously the explosion from earlier had shook it loose from its hinges somewhat. Freedom at last, perhaps he'll go look for father and "thank" him for all he's done for Nebel. Nebel popped his neck and strode into the hallway, his hands in his coat pockets, they never took his jacket from him, they knew better.
Hearing some noises behind him, well, these he didn't hear for some reason, he actually felt these vibrations running through the floor. There were four of them, heavy boots, lots of equipment, flak jackets possibly, all armed, running down the hall towards him. The humuncolous-like creature scurried up the wall and clung to the cieling as they passed under him. "Aw hell! Where is he!?" One of the gaurds yelled frantically, seeing the mess in Nebel's cell. "Keep an eye on the cielings and walls! The freak is some sort of lizard or sumthin!" Another barked at the rest as he turned to leave. "Actually, Father gifted me with the blood of a gecko." Nebel answered the gaurd darkly, leaning against the wall just outside of the cell, looking at the floor smiling. "Although, for some reason he also saw fit to gift me with the ability to not bleed." He commented slowly as he pulled out a needle and dug it into his arm. "I wonder, what's it like to bleed? You see, I have no memory of ever even being alive so I'm not sure what it's even like! Won't you show me?" Nebel quickly looked at the gaurds in the cell, his cruel grin growing across his face as the lights glinted off his different hued eyes. "What are you waiting for!? KILL IT!" The lead gaurd barked at the others and raised his weapon. Suddenly, a cloud of needles and threads spewed from Nebel's joints, knocking the barrels of each of their weapons towards each other and peircing each of them hundreds of times. Instinctively, they all began firing, their weapons pointed at each other, blowing each other away. "Aww," Nebel whined a little, "but I wanted you to watch to!" He laughed as he retracted his needles, allowing the bloody messes to slowly slump to the floor. "Oh well, perhaps I will find more fun elsewhere!" He walked away, his hands in his pockets.
