My heart is under arrest again. [ closed ]

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WHO Jacob Kane (insertdadjoke), Abel Fletcher (sociopapathic).
WHAT Twists of fate and turns of chance. Remus remembers everything, yet remains under the thumb of the Reapers. Romulus remembers nothing, and lets his fear control his seemingly-unending life.
WHEN 2012.
WHERE Death Eraser laboratory somewhere in Alabama.

There was no time, only confusion. There was no thought, only pain. Whatever these people had given him, it had sent his mind straight out the window while leaving his nerve endings in tact, making it impossible to try and block it out. What option was left to him other than try to ride through their terrible experiments while hiding in the corner of his mind? It didn't help that they kept murmuring over him, words too soft to hear but loud enough that he couldn't ignore it. It was driving him insane, and he wasn't sure he minded that. Wouldn't that make things easier? Being insane, maybe it would make living so long bearable.

Jacob gritted his teeth for a moment, then let out a soft sigh and sunk into the uncomfortable operating chair beneath him. There was no escape, no hope, no one coming to find him or otherwise free him from the torment. Whoever these people were, they were going to keep him for as long as they wanted and possibly even longer. His only eventuality might be that he would be there for so long that they would forget why they had him and either lock him away in darkness or finally let him go free.

It was an unlikely dream, but it was, at the same time, the best Jacob could fancy up right now.

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Jacob barely stirred at Abel's rearrangement, either too deeply asleep or knowing exactly who was trying to get him somewhere more restful. Considering how his chin tilted up when Abel checked his clock like it was a well-worn instinct, it was probably the latter. After Abel was done, Jacob merely sighed in his sleep and shifted into something more comfortable to rest. Whatever apprehension and confusion Jacob had about their relationship or how it would survive into the present day, his subconscious clearly felt comfortable picking up where they had left off all those years ago.

Perhaps because he could now acknowledge Abel's presence, or maybe it was just that he was still so thoroughly exhausted, Jacob slept through the rest of the afternoon with nary a twitch. Nightmares would surely come later, but not while he was so close to his brother and safe from further harm while recovering.

Unfortunately, the sudden and loud noise startled him unceremoniously out of sleep. He took in a large breath and scrambled into a sitting position, eyes wide and frightened as his gaze darted about to place himself in location and time. When he saw Abel at the door with someone outside, heard the berating, Jacob instinctively pushed himself back against the headboard and remained as still as possible to hide himself from the scene. Judging by the use of Cerberus and sir respectively, it wasn't too hard to figure out who they were to each other.

Now he just had to figure out how easy it would be to pretend he never woke up and eavesdrop on the rest of their conversation.