Ian eased himself up slightly, feeling sick and feeble from the drugs, the torture, and the surgery. He reached over to grab one of the tools with a reflective surface, bringing it up to get a look at himself. His hair was drenched in sweat, stuck together in long, limp strands, giving him a rather haggard appearance, what could be seen of his right eye seemed glazed over. And then there was his new eye, shining and strange, much improved over what he had before if Cedric was to be believed. But Ian could hardly stand the sight of it, wanted to pluck it out of his head right now and dash it against the ground. The way it looked, the way it felt in his head, like a cold ball of metal lodged into his brain. But more than anything, he hated it for what it symbolized: his weakness and his arrogance. [color=Gold][i]I let myself get spoiled in that damned house, lost whatever sense I had when I kept seeing others turn away from what I told them. I thought I was above it all . . . in a way I should be thanking that bastard for what he did to me. I needed a reality check.[/i][/color] [color=Silver][i]You still want him dead though, right?[/i][/color] The boy asked knowingly, the malicious glee in his voice causing Ian to smile as he set down the tool and got himself some water. Deep down, Ian felt disgusted with these dark thoughts and feelings, but he couldn't deny them. He [i]would[/i] kill Lorenzo one day, in the future, but for now he would wait and be the good little soldier for the madman. [color=Gold][i]All good things come to those who wait, so I shall wait for the perfect moment and when it comes, I'll repay him with all the due kindness he has shown to me today with generous interest.[/i][/color] [color=Gold]"No questions."[/color] Was all he said to the man, not really feeling like anything was the matter, probably due to the anesthesia dulling his senses. His mind then turned to the last thing the man had said . . . about his sister. [color=Gold]"Actually, I do have one . . . Does Lorenzo have my sister?"[/color] [@Gnar The Missing Link]