Evan smiled at her, hands clasped in his lap and one leg crossed over the other. Relaxed and looking at home in the constraints that held him to the chair. "Ah Cassidy, we finally meet at last!" he greeted cheerfully, teeth flashing in a polite, charming gesture. "It's been awhile, hasn't it? How have you been? How's Tech?" He leaned forward slightly, the gleam in his eyes changing from kind to hungry, darkening as he asked sweetly, "Is he still screaming my name at night?"
It took every ounce of her self-control to not slit his throat with the knife she had tucked away in her belt. She had promised Ace she would only use it if Evan got loose. Instead, she channeled her anger into her glare that threatened to burn holes in his head, and kicked the chair he was sitting in, sending it skidding across the floor a small distance until the back hit the wall.
"I got your letter." She hissed.
Setting both feet on the floor to steady himself, Evan chuckled. "Wonderful! You can never really know with the post anymore; sometimes it's easier just delivering it in person, you know?"
"I almost wish you had delivered it in person, so I could give you what you deserve. There's less security cameras outside the tower."
"I knew there was a reason why I liked you, Cass."
He took a moment before continuing. Earth brown eyes traced over every curve, lingering over the delicate wrists and slim neck. Teeth flashed again as they perched on his bottom lip, nodding to himself about the tightly uniformed body before him. Glancing back up at her face, the corner of his mouth curled, "Shame you couldn't have joined us the first time around. Would have been fascinating to compare your pain tolerances."
Tech wandered down the winding hallway. The entire tower was eerily quiet, making him rather worried. They hadn't been called for a mission, and Cassidy always let him know if she was going out with the girls; but he hadn't heard a peep from anyone for a while.
He paused, hearing quiet voices whispering from the other side of a door. It was the door to the interrogation viewing room. Confused, Tech knocked softly on the door; but no one answered. He grasped the handle and opened the door; and his heart dropped.
Ace, Lexi, Rev, Duck, Slam, Seth, Icy, Quick, Sapphire, and Dusk stood just beyond the door. Through the glass, Tech could see Cassidy standing in the interrogation room, alone, save for the face that had haunted his dreams for weeks.
The way his eyes washed over her made Cassidy nauseous. Her skin crawled at the grin on his face. "What did you do to him? You keep going on about "experiments" but all I see is you getting off to the idea of causing others pain.”
"When you put it that way, I sound like an asshole!" he laughed, relaxing back into his chair. "Sweetheart, I'm a scientist. I like learning how things work and how to fix others. Yet how else can I find something out, really and truly figure it out, without doing a few controlled experiments? Tech just happened to be one of my better subjects. If only they all could have been as... reusable as him; it would have made my research so much easier."
"I think 'asshole' is putting it very lightly." Cassidy huffed. "And you're not answering my question." She slipped her knife out of its hiding spot, twirling it easily in her hand before grasping the handle tightly and pointedly. Her eyes moved from her hand to his face. "What. Did you do. To Tech?"
Blinking slowly, Evan's eyes moved from the tip of her knife to the angry glare she burned him with. A perfectly plucked eyebrow arched up, giving her a slightly disappointed stare.
"I killed him."
Tech barely saw the others move around him, barely felt Rev and Sapphire grab his arms, barely felt Icy press her hand against his back, barely heard their jumbled explanations and apologies.
The only thing he felt was the cold grip of terror on every muscle in his body. The only thing he heard was that voice echoing in his head, taunting and teasing. The only thing he saw was him, in the same room as Cassidy.
"Why?" She demanded, her grip on her knife tightening. "What did you want from him? What were these experiments you were doing?"
"Well," Evan sighed wistfully, "it all started with a dream I had when I was a child. My mother had died quickly and painfully from an aggressive form of bone cancer; devastated by her passing, I was determined to find an end-all cure. Something that could have at least fixed her cancer if nothing else. I studied and researched, graduated high school and universities with high honors, and then studied and researched some more with a doctorate. As you know, there is no such cure out there on the market today, but I was determined to find one."
Tech had heard this story. He heard it multiple times in the middle of the night, when his body froze solid and Evan’s face was all he could see.
Shifting about in his seat again, the man continued, "I was convinced that as some people are naturally immune to some diseases, perhaps I would be able to break the gene code; find out what made it immune and how to fix it so others could become immune. Unfortunately... those I tested my theories on never made it past the first stage. But once I heard the rumour about Tech's regenerative powers, I knew he could be my breakthrough. So I got some hired help to escort him and your friend to my doorstep where, lo and behold, we found the rumours to be true."
Cassidy frowned. "I'm sorry for what happened to your mother." Her voice softened in sincerity. "But that doesn't give you a right to go around kidnapping people and torturing them to death. What was even the point of it? I saw the cuts on Duck when he managed to escape, I saw the state you left Tech in before he regenerated again. I don't understand that."
Shrugging, Evan lifted his leg to cross the ankle over his knee. "Admittedly, my own desires got in the way near the end. At first it was simple as retaining the mutated DNA I needed. It was easy enough to take a couple samples from him, but they acted like any of the others I had received, aside from the strong attraction towards metal objects. Then I wondered if it would have a better chance of working if I were to take the samples while his powers were active. Needless to say, I got a little overzealous."
Cassidy drew in a deep breath, straightening her body before turning away from him. She stared at the tinted glass in the wall.
Tech stared back, watching his wife’s eyes. They seemed to look straight through him. He saw them turn glassy, tears collecting in the corners.
Evan watched her curiously. "I'm guessing that's a one-way mirror. Is Tech on the other side? Is he watching us talk? Listening to me-"
Before the words left his mouth, Cassidy spun on her heel, letting her knife fly. The blade brushed the side of Evan's neck, slicing the skin in a perfectly straight line before digging into the wall. The noise echoed in the silent room. The line on Evan's neck began to drip red.
“Come near my husband again and that knife will be in your neck, not beside.”
Brown eyes wide in shock, Evan's mouth had dropped open at the sting along his neck. Leaning away from the blade, he glanced down and noticed the bright red substance that clung to the edge, dripping down the wall and onto his shirt.
Giving a short bark of a laugh, the brunette turned back to Cassidy, a wild gleam in his eyes as his face became lit with amusement. "So much anger, Cassidy! Over a little bit of fun! My original aim was good, I assure you, but does it really piss you off so much that you couldn't be there to witness him die? To listen to him scream when I cut off his fingers, to see him twitch when I slit his throat, to hear him beg for mercy when I infected him with poison? Do you know how dull those green eyes of his can get when shot point blank? How he sounds so animalistic howling as his fur and skin burned under my hands? How fascinating it was to see those powers of his fight off my attempts at murder, how it started to take longer and longer the more exhausted he was, how it would replenish him of the litres of blood I drained out of him."
Feeling the muscles in Tech’s arm tense, Sapphire cast a worried look towards Rev, who looked just as horrified as she felt. Frowning, she gently squeezed Tech’s arm. “Tech? Do you want to leave?”
“N-no.” His voice cracked. Sapphire squeezed his arm again.
Evan’s chest rose and fell quickly, panting with adrenaline as he spat, "You should have seen his fucking face when I told him you were coming. He must have thought the worst for you, poor thing, because he begged me not to. Told me he'd do anything as long as I left you and the team alone. Little did he know that I didn't need anything more from him, let alone the rest of you."
His shoulders started to shake, his once charming features twisting into something inhuman; his smirk poisonous as his dark eyes turned black, tipping his head to the side to reveal new skin slowly covering the wound. "Why don't you try aiming that knife again, Cass? Thanks to dear Tech, I fear that you'll have to do a lot more than a simple cut to get rid of me."
Cassidy flinched, her eyes studying him closely before briefly glancing back at the glass. She faced Evan and waited; she knew Ace would know her question, she just had to wait for his answer.
Tech knew that look in her eyes; and for a moment, he could hear her, whispering as she held him close in the middle of those nightmare-filled nights, her voice cracking as she said "I won't let him hurt you again."
She wanted Evan dead. She was going to kill him, she only waited to see if anyone would stop her.
Tech's eyes flew around the room, the silence almost deafening. The expression on everyone's faces were similar: solemn, serious, hard, and determined. Even Sapphire, one of the most gentle and forgiving people he had ever met, shared it. Her soft blue eyes had gone ice cold.
None of them were going to stop Cassidy.
A single knocking noise echoed in the room, muffled on Cassidy’s side from the thickness of the glass
With a subtle nod, Cassidy stepped towards Evan. Moving quickly, she snatched the handle of her knife and yanked it out of the wall. She saw Evan’s head move, a flash of white teeth, and reacted instantly. Her arm flew out of his reach, then snapped back, her upper arm just above her elbow smashing into his face, followed by the butt of her knife. The force pitched his body sideways, and his chair tipped over on to its side.
She stood over him, flipping her knife in her hand to a more useful position.
“Wait, Ace!” Tech managed to wiggle his arm free of Sapphire’s grasp. “Don't let her kill him.”
Ace gave Tech a worried look. “Are you sure?”
“Please.” He begged.
Nodding, Ace turned to the glass and tapped three times. He saw Cassidy turn and look in their direction. He tapped three times again.
Frowning, Cassidy glanced down at Evan. “Don't get too comfortable.” Her voice was quiet as she turned and walked out the door. It clicked shut behind her, telling him that it was locked.