Muffled voices and blurred vision took over James' senses. The anesthesia wore off and he was slowly coming too. His memories were just as blurry as his eye sight. All he could remember was the coats coming into his room to sedate him. The blinding lights gave him an almost immediate headache, something he never got used to. The voices started to clear up as well as his vision, although lately whenever there was light, his vision was drastically impared, but at night...he felt at home in the dark these days.<br/><br/>"Heart rate?"<br/>"Normal. It came down quite a bit almost immediately after the radiation injection."<br/>"What about his new developements?"<br/>"Marvelous and disturbing don't even begin to describe it. Excess bone marrow virtually leaked into his system, but won't go past his elbow and shows no signs of ever getting there. The marrow seemed to form around his skin instead of around bone as it normally does, and with the radiation...the marrow has developed into almost an entirely different material all together. So far it's safe to assume that his 'claws', so to speak, can go through conventional material like clothing, plastic, and leather. Whether they can go through metals is inconclusive since we don't have enough data to support that theory. We do however, have reason to believe that material has something to do with his abilities."<br/>"I see...run some more tests then have the guards take him back to the isolation cell." One of the scientists turned and left the lab. The automatic sliding door hissed, then sealed shut behind the leaving scientist.<br/><br/><span style="color: #404040"><span style="font-style: italic">See that's the only thing you nerds are good for, telling me just what i'm capable of and letting me go the distance later on in simulation testing...it's only a matter of time before I have all the information, skills and power I need to mess your world up...</span></span>James thoughts and senses had fully come back. He glanced around the familiar lab while he strapped tightely against a gurney that was propped up vertically.<br/><br/>"Ah Mr. Larsen, I see the sedative finally wore off. Welcome back" The remaining one was James' assigned scientist, Doctor Weathers.<br/><br/>"Always glad to be back, Coat" James spoke with a dark sarcastic tone. His own derrogatorive name for any of the scientists. Most still don't like it but Weathers puts up with it. Weathers simply pushed up his glasses and placed a clipboard down on the edge of the table next to James, it's corner just reaching past the edge, casting a small but noticeable shadow at the table's end. James' hair helped to hide his black glowing eyes from noticing the small shadow. He felt it too, as if it were already a part of him just sitting there. Two armed guards entered the lab and stood on either side of James. Weathers approached and unfastened James' head strap, then leaned in and wispered, "We've got big plans for you boy, and by the time I'm done with you, you'll be nothing more than a mindless drone and we'll be the ones in control of your abilities"<br/><br/>James smiled and wispered back, "Control this..." and with a swift and powerful motion, James rammed his forehead straight into Weathers' nose, sending him stumbling back towards the table with the clipboard. With a simple thought, the small and seemingly harmless shadow the clipboard cast at the tables's edge lurched out like a spike and pierced right into Weathers' back, hitting just under his left kidney. The guards quickly pulled out their shock-rods and continuously beat and shocked James until he passed out. Weathers eventually made it to his feet, his heavy breathing made his wound hurt even more. He winced as he pointed towards the door.<br/><br/>"Take him to the isolation cell, quickly! And turn on all of the lights in there! There can be NO shadows! And get me a bloody medic!" Weathers' screams showcased his pain. This wasn't the first time James had injured a scientist, or even a guard. They keep him in a specialized room in the basement since he tends to pose a major threat during testing. Since his first attack on one of the staff members, his normal "privileges" like being able to decorate his room or simply walk outside have been removed. But to James, it's all just a matter of time...