by GoozX
A compound beneath Chicago, miles and miles underground:
Laying on a cot in a glass cell was the thing (for lack of better word for the cloned metahuman hybrid being) once known as Agent Turner. The side of his face was bruised, a shade of a mixture of black and blue, matched by the bandages holding his ribs in place.
He laid there in blue hospital scrubs with no shoes. Everything in his cell was fragile and couldn't be used as a weapon in any form, nor used to break the thick glass that held him.
A collar around his neck ensured that he couldn't use his powers. By the time his fight with Agent Doe had ended, Tweed was able to regain consciousness and make a collar to negate Turner's immense power, thanks to the info in the files retrieved from TriVext. Finally, when Turner was down, Tweed had taken it upon himself to give Turner a few good kicks in the ribs, breaking most of them. Turner had stayed conscious and smiled as he spit up blood with a slight laugh.
Footsteps brought Turner back to the present and to his feet. Two people had entered his home.
"Dr. Walker, what do I owe the pleasure?" Turner said with a smile, just before noticing the beautiful woman who stands by his side.
Dr. Charles Walker eyed Turner with a cold stare, his face still bruised from the fight, deep cuts across both his forehead and cheeks. Turner stepped closer, doing the same. Only the glass stood between the two men.
After a few moments, the woman finally broke the stare down. "Mr. Turner, or Stevens is it?" she began, her voice smooth and sweet. "I am Dr. Valerie Bullynski, a psychiatrist, here to help with your... problem."
"Well, Val, it is a pleasure to meet you. I'd shake your hand, but I seem to be a little restrained right now." He looked back at Walker, then back toward her. "Maybe another time."
Walker turned toward Valerie. "Be careful with this one. He is much more disturbed than the others."
"I'll be the judge of that, Doctor. Now, if I could be alone with the patient..."
"Sure. Just don't turn your back on him."
Dr. Walker exited, leaving Valerie alone with Turner. She took a long breath and let out her first question.
"How are you feeling?"