The stench of bleach, leather and chains filled James' nostrils. He knew exactly where he was; his "new" room. It was normally a temporary room for when subjects lashed out and became violent towards the scientists, guards, and even other subjects. But in James' case, they made it his personal room with a few minor touch ups. Aside from the typical all-white paint job of the walls, the floors and ceilings were completely covered with recessed halogen lights, making it impossible for any shadows to be present for James to control. After the transformation of his hands, they placed steel "mittens" over his hands and had them attached to heavy chains that were connected to the walls. James sat on his knees, slightly bent over while his arms were stretched out to the sides, a position he became all too used to.<br/><br/>James looked around the room thinking of his possible escape. He couldn't wait any longer. Now was the time to set the wheels in motion. All he needed was the door to open and if he could do what he thought he could do, then everything will work out.<br/><br/>James slowly rose to his feet. He stretched his head from side to side, cracking his neck making it feel more comfortable and loose. He flexed and began trying to bring his hands together, attempting to stretch the chains out. He knew he couldn't break them by just pulling them, but he had to test their durability, and they were strong. James pulled some more hoping they might give a little and loosen up. Although lean in physique, James had worked up some muscle, and the radiation seemed to offer a slight increase in strength as well. He had yet to truly test it out.<br/><br/>James began to squat down as if he were getting ready to jump. Still pulling on the chains, James shot up jumped as high as he could, flipping forward in the air. Upon landing in a crouched position on one knee, James yanked as hard as he could on the chains. A loud "clank" rang out into the hallway just outside his cell. James looked at the walls and could see the force of his pull with the force of his fall loosened the chains from the wall greatly.<br/><br/>"One more should do it..." he spoke quietly to himself. Slowly pulling on the chains again, he assumed the position and jumped back into the air, landing exactly how he did before, but this time with greater success! The right chain flew out of the wall and the left loosened up significantly. A brief sigh of relief escaped James' lips but it was soon turned back into focus as he heard the guards gathering outside the door. He quickly ran towards the door and pressed himself against the wall next to it. Just as the door slid open, three guards stormed the room, tranquilizer guns armed and ready. James smiled then with a quick swing of his right arm, he sent the free chain forward, wrapping around the neck of the guard closest to him and yanked him down. The guard landed so hard on his back he cracked the plastic flooring that covered the floor lights and it caused him to fire his weapon. The tranq-dart went right into one of the ceiling lights, knocking it out. That was all James needed. He quickly darted forward lifting up the downed guard by his shoulders, surprising the other two guards and snapping them out of their initial shock of how quickly this was all happening, They opened fire but were only hitting the guard James was using as a shield. James looked down at the cracked floor and stomped his foot down hard, breaking the rest of it and the lights under his foot. He now had a shadow and without wasting anymore time he flung the tranquilized guard at the other two, knocking them back against the wall.<br/><br/>"Hope you two aren't afraid of the dark..." James stood with a menacing look. With the simple raise of his still enclosed hands, the shadow on the floor spread, breaking all the lights in the floor and then quickly shot up towards the ceiling, knocking out all of those lights as well. The room was now dead silent and completely pitch black, save for the light from the hallway coming through the open doorway. The guards stood still against the back wall, waiting for the next move. Their breath was the only sound and it echoed in the room loudly. Suddenly they heard two loud metal bangs and chains piling up on the floor. They knew exactly what had happened. James somehow managed to get the metal mittens off. The moment that followed was filled with bloody screams of pain that echoed down the hallways of the basement. Then there was silence.<br/><br/>James stood looking down at the bloody mess of the guards in the darkness. His eyesight was more than perfect now. The light in the hallway still bothered him a bit when he glanced in that direction. James quickly knelt down and took the goggles off of one of the guards. Now was his moment. Now was the time. James bolted out of the room making a quick right and ran as fast as he could down the hallway only skidding to a halt when he saw two guards patrolling the next hallway. He leaned up against the wall and glanced up to see an air duct. It didn't take long but James managed to climb inside right as the guards rounded the corner.<br/><br/>James crawled around the air ducts for sometime before he came to a spot where he had heard voices. But they weren't Guards or Coats. They were other subjects. Looking through the vent he recognized the one boy as he's seen him before. Well before James was transferred down into the isolation cell. The half-mask the kid wore was memorable to say the least. The two females were unknown to him though. Regardless they were test subjects like him and it was just a matter of time before they would wither and die from the experiments. It wasn't just him that had to escape this place; James had to get as many as he could. He could see it in their eyes that they felt like nothing more than lab rats. This was no way to live and James knew that.<br/><br/>Suddenly the duct began to creak, and then eventually it gave way to James' weight. He had lingered too long in one spot and a section of the duct came crashing down on top of the refrigerator and James came tumbling out of it. He looked up at the startled faces of the other three subjects and quickly rose to his feet. His glowing black eyes quickly glanced at the three of them and his fingers twitched. James realized this is the first time anyone besides the scientists and guards have seen him. When he had first arrived he had a healthy skin tone, short hair and was a bit on the skinny side. Now his skin was pale, his hair was a bit greasy and came down to his shoulders, his chin had a small two days growth of hair forming, his white jogging pants and white sleeveless shirt were torn and dirty from crawling around the air ducts, his physique became more lean and muscular and the most obvious difference, and possibly the most frightening, were his glowing black eyes and black clawed hands. James thought he looked menacing and violent now.<br/><br/>Suddenly James heard heavy footsteps coming from down the hallway. Some radio chatter followed and James knew it was a guard. He quickly ran up and pressed himself up against the wall near the entrance of the kitchen.<br/><br/>"I heard voices. I'm checking the kitchen." A guard turned the corner and stood at the kitchen entrance, pointing his tranquilizer gun at the three subjects. "Hey, you aren't supposed to be..." James quickly interrupted the guard by lunging forward grabbing the barrel of the gun and the Guard's helmet, smashing him against the wall. The guard quickly retaliated with a knee to James' torso but it wasn't enough. James landed an unbelievably strong right hook across the guards face then shoved his hand through his chest.<br/><br/>"Just die..." James grunted, as he grabbed hold of the guard's heart and squeezed it tight until the guard fell to the ground. James looked back at the other three.<br/><br/>"I'm getting out of here; either come with or stay here and die, your choice." His voice was cold but his tone wasn't threatening. With that James turned to head down the hallway