Disappearance of Dr. Steel 7

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Doctor Steel silently left the room with his precious computers.  He couldn't believe what his eyes had just seen.  His own men, cutting down others just for opposing their views.  He was shaking as he walked.  He never really had the stomach for violence such as that plus he knew each person that was on Death Row.  He forced his grey mush back down as it threatened to find its way back to where it came from.  He traced the hallways and passed empty, abandoned, cells on his way back to his.  A musky smell hung over the air from water damage within the rusted compartments.  He barely noticed the shadow that stood behind him.

"Look what we got here! A human lost his way!" a deep voice echoed to its chattering friends in the background.  

He whirled around.  Looming over him was a grotesque figure, face pale but eyes completely black with just about as many rows of sharp teeth as a Great White shark.  He knew this figure well. His name was Khan and he had an especially gruesome reputation.

"What do you say we help you find your way back?" The figure leered at him, looking at him as if he were a piece of meat. "We were waiting on dinner"

"Ooohhh but boss! I wanted to have fun with him before we ate!" A voice said behind him.  A figure came forward.  It was a skinny little thing, with big glowing yellow eyes a sort of fish face and tentacles where his legs would be.  "He looks so scared.."

He tensed up.  He looked around the area with his eyes hoping he'd be able to find something to defend himself with.  

"Alright, angler, you have your fun.  Boys, hold 'em down", he snapped behind the skinny one.  Two larger figures came to him, took his arms and pinned him, facing forward, against the wall.

Angler's laugh was high pitched and almost giggle-like.  "He'll be so much softer than the others here! No spikes!", he sneered.

His heart pounded.  Something really bad was going to happen if he didn't act fast.  

"This is gonna be fun, earth guy" The high pitched voice spoke just behind his ear.  He felt something slither across his hip and he looked down. The one standing next to him had softer looking feet than the others.  He quickly lifted his boot and stomped as hard as he could on it.  The figure let out a wail and grabbed his foot in agony.  Finding his chance, he yanked himself out of the other's grip and fell to the ground.  He rolled underneath them and stood behind them, finding a rusted pipe in a corner.  He sprinted to it and brandished it like a two handed sword.  He smacked Khan in the head and then his skinny side-kick.  The other two tried to fight him, but all the Doctor could see was red.  He kept swinging relentlessly.  Each crack of the skull he heard sounded louder than the last.  Something in his mind snapped.  He had no idea what he was doing but all he could hear were the cries of the others and someone laughing like a maniac.  

"YOU THERE! DROP YOUR WEAPON AND PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE I COULD SEE THEM!!!" a voice boomed over the blood pumping in his mind.  Suddenly his vision cleared and he saw before him the thugs splayed in a bloody mess on the floor.  Red, black, and green was everywhere: on the floor, walls, on himself.  Realizing what he'd done, he doubled over and heaved whatever contents that were in his stomach.  He had no idea if the aliens were still alive or weather he had mangled them to death.  His vision spun before him as he felt himself being lifted on a Guard's shoulder.

"They.. tried to.." he breathed but his words didn't make it past that.  

"It doesn't matter anymore anyway.  You're going back into your cell.  Look... I know what they were trying to do okay? I'm going to tell the others they got into a fight with each other and one of them found the pipe." The figure looked him with fluorescent blue eyes.  He was the only guard in this asylum who treated him like a living being.  He was put back into his cell, where he crawled over to his cott.  It was never comfortable but at this moment, it felt like a mattress that a royal person would sleep on.  

"I don't suggest you go on anymore adventures, Steel." The figure shook his head.  With that he walked away, reptilian tail swinging behind him.  

"I can't promise you that..." The Doctor muttered.  He shuddered.  First he finds out that his Yellow Jackets became dictators and then he almost gets raped by a fish-looking inmate.  He had no idea what came over him but he realized it was his own voice he heard laughing like a maniac.  The next day he'd have to go back to his room again.  He feared each time he went, he was a step closer to being caught.  He feared what would result from that but if that meant he would be taken back to Earth, he was willing to try anything.  He closed his eyes and tried to calm down.  He thought of his robots, his Utopian Playland. Nothing was even close to helping.  He even thought of the nurses again, but then someone else infiltrated his defenses.  Her big green eyes smiling back at him, her long mousy brown hair framing her face.  She was always by his side when he was still on Earth.  Even before he became world leader, she was by his side.  

Lucy...

He wondered what she had been doing since he'd been gone.  The girl... Carolyn.. said that they've done things they weren't proud of in order to keep food on the table.  He wondered what possible things they could've done.  He surely would have to make some big changes when he got back.  As he thought more of Lucy he felt something he wasn't used to.  His heart pounded, or maybe even fluttered, a little as he lay there.  He covered it with his hand.  

My heart's beating faster than usual... he thought.  He pushed the thoughts away, feeling vulnerable and weak, and closed his eyes where he drifted into a dreamless sleep.