Excessum itineris by Roxas Winchester (golden son ebook .TXT) 📕

no way in hell that I am going to stay here for a few years just so that you can have some fun.”
Dr. Marshal sighed, “I guess you’re right, there is no way you would stay here by your own free will, which is why you’re there and I’m here. But you will stay here for a while for some tests, whether it’s of your own free will or not it doesn’t matter for me in the least.” He walked off out the door, turning the lights off on Justin again for the second time. Justin tried desperately to get free in the dark, but finally gave up and laid his head down on the bed, darkness claimed him again in a dreamless sleep that would last longer than he expected.

The darkness was finally disrupted by a blinding light shining in his eyes. Thoughtlessly he reached up to shield his eyes from the light, only to have it be reclaimed by the chains on his wrists. He looked up at them and saw that they were bloody and his wrists were covered in blood, his ankles he noticed were the same, just as bloody, if not worse.
“Finally, you’re awake. We were wondering if you were even still alive, it’s been a while, four years to be exact.” A new man told Justin. “Don’t worry, I’ve been told all about your condition and history here, I won’t let you down about that.” This one was young, just out of college type young. He was just like Dr. Marshal except the age; this one’s name was Henry, no other name or initial on his silver name tag.
Justin looked at Henry surprised, “I was asleep for four years, how is that even possible? What happened to the other doctor, Marshal, did he die a slow and painful death while I was out- I hope.” The last part he asked with a smile on his face.
“He died two years ago from a heart attack, I’m actually surprised no one told you about it, or woke you up to tell you about it.”
“Apparently they can’t be bothered to wake me up for anything, not even to unchain ne and let me stretch my limbs for a little while.” Justin was looking at the chain that hung from Henry’s neck with a key strung on it. “Never wake a sleeping dragon, huh? And let me guess, I am the dragon this time.”
Henry looked shocked at this, because Dr. Marshal told Henry that very same thing when he gave him the key. Henry couldn’t figure out how Justin could have known about that at all, he was chained up and asleep when that happened. He shook his head, “I’m sorry Justin, but I told him that I wouldn’t let him down in that area of this project. I must have you chained at all times, no matter what happens.”
“Oh really, then if I would, oh I don’t know, be able to go into your mind at my own free will and modify a few thoughts, then you would still not let me go?” at that moment, he thrust himself headlong into Henry’s mind, colliding with a solid barrier of control.
“You can’t do that, Dr. Marshal taught me how to defend myself against that sort of thing. So no, that wouldn’t work no matter how long or hard you try.” Justin pulled out of Henry’s mind with a gasp, astonished at the ability the man built up in less than four years.
“If you behave I’ll let you go and walk around a bit, but you’ll be handcuffed and under constant surveillance the whole time.”
“So I’m being treated as an animal, just like I thought would happen. If I’m a good little puppy dog then I’ll get to go out and play.” He said in a mimicking voice of a small child talking to a dog that wants to go out.
“Begin the observations.” Henry said blankly to others in the room, Justin could tell he got Henry pissed at his remark.
The group once again pulled over a tray of silver instruments towards Justin. He struggled to break his bonds once again, but this time it was the same as all his previous attempts. Useless, all it did was cut more into his wrists and ankles, drawing fresh lines of blood on the already bloody mess. There was no way he was going to lay there and let them do that to him again and again until he died or they kill him. As one of them moved closer to him with a knife, silver blade glinting in the artificial light he threw a ball of energy at them hard enough to send them falling backwards on the hard floor, unconscious. Henry grabbed a syringe and bravely walked over to Justin, he tried sending Henry flying, but once again he hit the solid wall of Henry’s mind. Henry grabbed Justin’s arm and injected the contents into his system, he immediately felt tired and couldn’t see straight. They drugged him again to have some fun and games with him as their toy. Before he was pulled into oblivion he felt once again the sharp blade of the knife slice into his chest.

When he woke the room seemed to spin- again. Only this time instead of being greeted by a weird old guy, he was greeted with a young man standing over him looking down on him like a disappointed parent.
“Will you behave long enough to wash off the blood, or do we need to do that with you there?”
Justin processed what Henry said, then answered. “Let me go. I’m of no use to you anymore; you got your research done four years ago.”
“I can’t let you go, because you could not blend with any human society no matter how hard you try, you haven’t aged a day since you were frozen four and a half years ago. Nothing has changed, only your eyes can truly show how old you are or what you’ve been through; you’re frozen all the way through.” Henry bent down towards Justin’s hands to unlock his wrists when Justin used that brief moment when his hand was free to snatch the key from away from Henry and hit him in the chest, forcing him backwards, stumbling and falling over his tools that were set up. The metal scattered and clattered to the ground with a loud crash that reverberated off the walls. Justin quickly unlocked his other wrist, and then freed his ankles. He jumped down off the table and ran towards the exit, this time throwing bursts of power before him knocking the security guards unconscious before they even saw him. The door to the outside drew near, he could feel it, the darkness of the cool night air calling him to it, like a woman to a man who haven’t seen each other in a long time.
A few of the security guards stepped in front of Justin and raised their guns at him, despite the shouts coming from Henry. The guards started taking aim when he threw more bursts of power at them but instead of them falling like the others, they held their ground and fired. The bullets sped at Justin and hit him square in the chest. He staggered and fell to one knee, trying to regain his breath from the shock of getting shot multiple times.
“Get him, he’s down!” Henry shouted to the guards before Justin could regain his balance and stand. The guards rushed at Justin with inhuman speed, before he could think he rushed at them head on, all thought of what might happen lost and forgotten. The guards’ helmets collided with Justin’s torso as he burst through the line they held before him. The guards parted before him as he barreled through them like a football player at the Super bowl. He burst through the doors outside and ran until his legs burned with pain. He kept going as fast as he could until he came upon a parking garage, all the cars in it were high end luxury cars with the best in technology poured into them. When he stopped running a new black 2009 Mustang GT sat before him and caught his eye, the keys still in the ignition, he jumped in and sped out of the parking garage, the tires’ screams echoing behind him as he raced away from his prison. Anyone foolish enough to leave the keys in a car like that did not have the brains to own something like that. He sped onto the highway and kept driving at breakneck speed like he was being chased by the devil himself. Finally, he got off the highway and drove until he found a small town he could hide in. It was a small town in the country with few shops and a school. He kept driving until he found a house for sale near the woods with no one around. The house was a nice size, with light blue siding and trees hiding it for the most part from the rest of the houses in the area. He pulled into the double car garage and parked the car, then went inside to get cleaned up.
Inside it was like the house he grew up in, it had four bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a basement; the place he would claim as his own. After that he sought out the bathroom, inside the towels were already there and so were al of his bathing needs. He adjusted the water to the correct temperature then got in. The water ran off in dark rivulets down the drain at first, until he got clean, he looked at his wrists then at his chest, the areas that should have been marred by scar tissue were clean, not a scratch or mark there to show his imprisonment.
He dried himself off then decided that he would have to go shopping for new clothes that weren’t blood stained and torn. He also realized he would have to attend the local school in order for the scientists not to find him- who would escape from a lab then willingly attend school as the new person? The car Justin acquired he soon learned had more in there than the keys and fast-food wrappers.
Down the driveway he sped, heading out to the city mall for what he needed. The idiot who owned the car last left all of their credit cards and debit cards in the glove compartment, so funding the trip was no problem. Inside there were many people walking around talking on their cell phones, and socializing with their friends and family. He was able to find a clothing store with things that didn’t display the store’s name everywhere on it. Then he was off to the electronics store to buy a television and a computer.
The store was almost empty except for a few employees who were talking between themselves. He was surprised at how much technology had evolved in the past years, televisions were now all flat screen, and computers were mainly paper thin laptops.
“Can I help you?” a female employee asked Justin when he entered the store.
“I hope you can, I’m looking foe a computer and television that are both very sturdy.”
“Well, we have a selection of televisions and computers, all of which are very good quality and have top of the line gaming and video capability.” She told him kindly.
“I don’t need so much capability as I need them to be sturdy enough to stand up to me using it.”
The woman looked shocked at Justin, and then another employee approached them and interrupted. “Hello, is there anything I can help you with today?”
Justin looked at the man then answered him. “Yes, I need a sturdy computer and television that can