Headquarters::Location Unknown::Mega and Macon

[_into_the_fray_]

Roger and Aaron tried to walk next to Macon as they moved through town, leaving the Zapper HQ together and trying to look as if they simply blended into their surroundings. Leading Macon through town to their quiet headquarters on the outskirts, Aaron entered the building first. Melvin stood in the foyer with a clipboard, talking to a few Technos,

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[_mega_]

Mega preferred not to interfere in situations such as this, and though he generally did not watch Line perform his little sessions on the prisoners, he was rather enjoying this one. Perhaps it was because he was so disenchanted with Macon, and he would be full of anger, if he let himself feel emotion. He felt it, deep down inside of course, but Mega had long ago convinced himself that turning off his emotions was the best way to deal with everything. He sat in his computer chair, watching with great passive interest as Line explained more of what he was doing, injecting something into the boys temple. This would have made any regular man cringe, and a couple of the Technos standing behind Macon's chair at parade rest sort of flinched and squinted their eyes together, but Mega just watched, as if it was some boring soap opera.

Mega took great perverse pleasure in the whimpering pleas coming from Macon and the pop that sounded when Line made him lose his sight, what a horrible thing to do to a person. Mega knew that Line was not really doing any of this to Macon, only making him believe it, because in the end Mega still hoped that Macon would find his station in their hierarchy and get back to his place. Of course, if he didn't seem worthy of wasting more time on, a lost cause, Mega had no qualms about deleting him either.

Mega put his elbows on the arm rests of the chair and put his forefingertips together, resting them against his lower lip, his other fingers clasped together, his thumbs under his chin, his eyes focused on the way Macon's eyes clouded over, waiting for him to come out of the initial shock and give some kind of reaction, hopefully a loud one that would remind everyone of their station in this world.

[_zappers_]

Macon sat still with fear as the needle was pressed against the side of his head, he was not seriously going to put that in his skull? Make him go blind? It worked so quickly he almost wondered if it wasn't all in his head, a suggestion, maybe the pain had confused him, and he blinked a few times, waiting for his vision to come back. When it didn't, he began to moan low in the back of his throat, almost a whine, waiting, whimpering, and then the burning did in fact happen, sharply, and he began to cry.

Macon was the toughest man he knew, he was the leader of the Zappers, and here he was, lowered down to less than a man, a boy, a wuss. It was as if he was not in control of anything anymore, he couldn't feel his legs, he couldn't see, and the burning was intense, and as it increased, he began to cry louder, until it became a wail, imploring those around him, "Please help me! No more, please, Mega! MEGA? Stop him!" Macon didn't even want to begin to imagine what he was going to do to him next, cut out his tongue maybe, they were torturing him to death, "Just delete me," he cried out, "get it over with, make it stop!"

[_into_the_fray_]

[OOC:Continued HERE.]