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"I said sit!" Ethan was shaken by Heisenberg's voice as he was shoved in to the metal chair with a huff. His head pounded and his eyes tried to focus on the man before him as best as he could.
As if he wasn't already so out of it. He felt the fever rising higher.
He was already bruised up, scratched, punched and sliced off his fingers and he just had to catch a fever on top of it all. All the running and escaping for his life had put a pause on his body while the adrenaline had worked it's wonder on him to keep on ignoring it's own needs. Rest. And now he was paying for it because he was sitting down in front of this lunatic who was bickering something about his family of bitches and psychos or something?
Oh god he barely was listening because his ears were now ringing.
"Don't you get it?" Heisenberg piped up, maybe aware Ethan wasn't paying attention. "It's a test, to see if you're strong enough to be part of Miranda's family!" Ethan got a sick taste in his mouth. "I don't want to be a part of Miranda's family-" "Neither did I but here we are!" Heisenberg spread his arms dramatically and continiued. Ethan's vision began to spin.
"And I'm next in line right? Kill me, move up the chain? WELL FUCK THAT!" Heisenberg yelled in frustration, slicing the picture of mother Miranda in half. Ethan felt a bile in his throat. His mind started to race, here was a man who clearly wasn't like the rest of the siblings, he almost seemed.. hurt? Oh god Ethan was clearly becoming delirious. He had to say something. "I.. just wanna fix my daughter!" Ethan croaked out, when did his throat become so dry? Heisenberg was slightly taken a back of Ethan's voice but carried on none the less. "So do I! Do you have any idea how powerful that kid is? Even Miranda is scared of her-" Heisenberg was cut short by a whirring engine that roared louder by the second, the man was clearly annoyed by this and stomped over the hole, close where Ethan was sitting. "LAST TIME YOU FREAK, I SWEAR TO GOD!" The man roared and the engine quieted down, Ethan was starting to see black around his eyes, maybe its was just the lighting? He didn't even see when Heisenberg was in front of his, he had taken off his glasses, unreadable look on his face, or just blurry. "You and me Ethan."
What?
Ethan was starting to lose the grip on reality for sure. "Together we can go save Rose, and then we can use her to grind Miranda into paste!" Heisenberg beamed, squeezing his fist in anticipation. Ethan wanted to protest on the "using" part but was too weak to respond. His mind wondered on, would Heisenberg really help him? Would he actually want to fight beside him against Miranda? What he had found out was that Heisenberg was the rebellious one, not wanting any part of whatever shit show Miranda was planning on, nothing. He never wanted to be part of that family. He just wanted to be free.
"Ethan?" Ethan's head perked up, opening his eyes. When did he close his eyes? "You don't look too good." Ethan just tried to say something, anything when finally.
"Yes."
"What?"
"Yes, I'll help you." Ethan mumbled. Heisenberg grinned just about that his sharp canines gleamed in the dim light. Heisenberg pulled Ethan up from his chair and turned around for Ethan to follow him, babbling on about the shit ton of work they had to do for the fight. Bur just as Ethan was going to take a step, a string of words came automatically from his mouth that made the metal man turn around.
"Catch me."