Unpleasant Awakening (Open)

Maxwell panicked as Venus was rolled out. "No..please...don't take her away." He was begging and trying to fight the restraints. It seemed he had forgotten that he was still- in the position he could not fight it- "Please no.." He was aware of his situation. It seemed useless to even try. His memories were turning into fractures, messed up bits and pieces. Maybe he was trying to fight the implanted memories. There was no way he would use those implanted new memories.

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Valhalla knew that the humans would panic and she wasn't really- experimented on now. He just watched his human, with amusement. "You're foolish." He said to Venus. "Foolish to believe I would harm you." He didn't remove the restraints as she would try to escape. He'd have to sedate her and place her into the field with Maxwell.

As Valhalla input some information on a computer, he began to retrieve the active collar's information. He saw she was a gladiator. Maybe he could try to recreate or convince her that she was never a gladiator. He knew that most humans resisted changes. He would have to try, like Cobra is. He grasped a halo device and placed it on her head. The little needles piercing her forehead and the computer gave a beep, as readings were sent through the halo device. It revealed everything about her vitals and a portion of her memories that were half of the jungle and what she did in the gladiator rings. He dealt with her gladiator ring memories and cruel life to that of a peaceful jungle, living her life out in the jungles, meeting Maxwell, and becoming excellent lab experiments. He implanted them just like Cobra."

She grimaces, glowering over at Valhalla. Not pleasing at his 'bluff'. She would shift her head side to side, but it was forced to remain still. She had no movement she could perform. "You lie, you harmed both of us out in those jungles." Then she growls after the device dressed her head.

The memories he would forge out her mind, even the deepest section that she seemed to forget. Her at a very young age, being carried by her mother then a gunshot was heard. Her mother and she collapsed. After the memories continued. It would view her small age being forced to becoming a gladiator, then slaying her owner.

Understanding what's been occurring in her mind, she taught at the memories that have been falsely implanting. The mind was a powerful organ. It refused to give up all the memories, the ones that were 'burned' in memory. It did remove some of her gladiator memories, but not all. Her main life until adulthood was merciless fighting.

"Wrong!" she calls out as he was distracted by his boasting ego. "You interfere with our scurrying," she hisses as he drew very near, still occupied. She reaches for the closets sharp object and jabs him harshly into the side. When he rolled her in, perhaps he wasn't aware where he placed as she was near some 'harmful' objects. After she tried to reach for a button on Valhalla to release the restraints. If she succeeded, she hopes Maxwell will succeed, well if not, she will hep him.

Venus clenches harshly, speaking inbetween her teeth. "We were evading you and your kind! Worse for us? Look where we're at now! How is this worse?!" She snorts, "that's just an excuse to keep going."

That loud clatter can't be good. Alerting others, yikes. Once he fell, she would fight the restraint or seek a button. Once free, she removes the painful devices, even creating a headache. "Uh," she clutches her head. Soon, she returns to escape. She needed to, that scientist would not be happy. She stumbled out, going to the next room, hoping to find Maxwell. Her mind was aching with scattered memories, not quite sure on what's going on.

Maxwell may have been so 'confused' by his jumble of memories- some were not making any sense to him. Even as he blinked, confusion continued to line his face. Then clarity. He was beginning to believe that some memories were making sense to him. Some. Not all. He was breathing and not really talking much.

Then he heard a loud noise and winced as his head was starting to feel 'pain'. It was coming from the helmet. How he wished it'd be gone? Then Cobra left...and he was alone. This would be a perfect time to try to get out. He noticed that his hands were free, so he began to feel around for a button. He managed to feel two. One would release, one would probably alert. Hopefully, the first one was the release one. Second one usually was usually more likely the alert button. Wait! What if the first one was the alert and the second was the release? Alert would be easier to reach and the second one usually released? What did he know about labs?! Wait! He wasn't brought up in a lab and if he did, he'd know which button was which. He took a chance and pressed the second button with the tip of his finger. Releases were always out of reach. Then the restraints were released and he was free. He sat up, removing the painful helmet from his head. He gasped as instant relief came and the assault of memories stopped! He slid off the table and walked to the door, although a little unsteady. His limbs were rubbery, but he needed to get out of this situation. He grunted, rubbing his head.