Jackson
Jackson opened his eyes to find himself in a familiar place, the old training room where he had been tested on his proficiency in using his abilities. He had hated this room, hated the people who stood on the other side of the glass looking down at him, treating him as something less than human, a product to profit from. Standing in the middle of the room Jackson saw double, except this one had golden eyes and looked incredibly pissed off. Kuro walked right over to Jackson's still prone form and picked him by the collar of his weird outfit, bringing him up to look him in the eyes.
"Who the fuck do you think you are!?!?" He screammed, the rage in his voice causing Jackson to tremble slightly in fear. What was going on, why was Kuro so angry?
"Huh, wh-" Before Jackson could finish, Kuro reared his head back, then rammed it right into Jackson's face, breaking his nose. Jackson screamed in pain as his counter-part dropped him, gripping his nose only to find it whole again. Kuro then proceeded to kick him in the gut, hard, causing Jackson to fly backwards a little from the force of it. He grimaced in pain, flinching slightly when he saw Kuro approach him again. "W-w-w-why are you d-doing this, what d-d-did I do to you!?!?"
"You tried to kill yourself, you cowardly little shit!!!" Kuro brought his fist back and landed a punch right into Jackson's face. knocking his head into the floor, causing him to spit out two teeth and a good bit of blood before the damage disappeared. It also jogged his memory of what he had tried to do, and why he had done it. "B-b-but we're t-t-trapped again, t-t-they're going to exp-p-periment on us again, do you want that, Kuro!?!? Do you want to go through that dehumanizing hell again!?!?!" Jackson's confusion and fear gave way to rage and betrayal, unable to believe that Kuro of all people was doing this to him. He had been through too much down in that fucking place, and he wasn't about to let it happen again.
He stood up and faced Kuro, but before he could get his barrings, Kuro was there with a knee to the stomach, then another sock to the face to bring him right back down to the floor again. The pain was temporary, fading almost as soon s it came, but it still hurt like hell.
"No, no I don't want that again, but like hell am I going to let you give up like a fuckin' coward! You think you're the only one who's had a hard time, the only one whose been through what we've been through? Hell, there are probably people who've been through much worse, with not even the week of freedom that we got to experience." Kuro walked over to pick Jackson up by the shoulder, then slammed him into the nearby wall, pressing the boney part of his arm against Jackson's neck, his eyes burning with his own cocktail of rage and hurt, except his was much, much greater than Jackson's. "Besides, it isn't only your life, what about me, huh, what about Mu? Twisted as the fucker is, he's still a life you have no right to take. Two lives other than you're own were almost extinguished because you couldn't handle a little fucking bad news. You sicken me right now, Jackson, and if you ever pull this shit again . . . I won't show any mercy."
Kuro through Jackson down to the ground, causing him to blackout temporarily before he came to with his head being rather roughly pulled on, a soothing sensation easing his now incredibly strained body, and the scream of someone calling out. He couldn't think about what was happening, he could barely conceive what had just happened.
How could Kuro say that to me, he knows what we went through, why would he want to go back to that. Doesn't he understand it would've been for the best? and what did he mean by show no mercy? Jackson was both confused and angry by what the whole ordeal, and the person holding him by the hair wasn't helping. "Could you let me go now . . . Cer?!?!" He was surprised tat she was here, and that she'd be holding him with such disregard, but he quickly pushed the though away as his head started to really hurt. HIs entire body shook slightly, the tremors caused by his muscles spasming like they were being subjected to electrocution. He still had a large amount of Core Energy inside of him, and it was looking for a way to escape the mortal confinement of Jackson's flesh
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