He grinned at the noises that the young male made. He was fascinated that despite all the pain that he was giving the male, he was able to feel arousal. Were all Humans like this? He wondered just how far he would be able to go with this and as the male moved into his hand, he couldn't help but grin. "You continue to deny me with words, yet your body reacts in such a way." He tugged his hand up and down slowly, trying to drag this out longer. He knew that the boy wanted this, he had to. What kind of reaction was this if he didnâ€™t? The Magi continued his ministrations to his toy. "I can give you the release you desire," he purred lowly in Cody's ear.<br/><br/>His grip tightened around the male, feeling him squirm at his touch. "Or I can give you pain, I have just the thing to make you in pain at all times of the day. It is up you, however, you seem to enjoy pain more than a normal Human would." He pressed his body against the male, nuzzling the crook of his neck gently. "It arouses you when I torture you and that is why you say that you hate me, is it not? You cannot stand the thought of my touch, the thought of me pleasing you in such a way." His lips nibbled the male's ear and he chuckled darkly. "Remember that you are a mongrel, Human scum. You belong to me," he whispered. "I will make you obey me and beg for my touch." He stroked the boy more, knowing that his body was flush with heat, enjoying the pleasure he was giving him.<br/><br/>"Beg for it. I will stop or I will continue. Either way, you must beg for it."<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Tristan tried his best to calm down the sobbing woman though he had never been good with women. Crying women were a weakness of his, he hated knowing that someone could be so cruel to actually harm a woman. He froze when she mentioned that she couldn't hear anything. He wasn't sure what to do in this predicament at this point. He needed a plan. A damn good one if he was going to get the two of them out alive along with saving Cody. With her hearing gone, she couldn't lead him to Cody anymore. They were going to have to go in blind. Letting out a frustrated noise, he moved away from the female, peeking around the corner into the long corridor. There seemed to be no one around and that was a Godsend. With a shrug of his shoulders, he slipped off the leather jacket he had picked up while escaping the Experimentation Room, wrapping it around Winoa's shoulders.<br/><br/>He needed to find Cody, that was the first step. He looked at Winoa, not sure how to communicate with her. Hopefully she understood that he was here with her. A frown touched his face as he looked at her before he decided it was best that he go investigate before coming back for her. It would be pointless to try and bring her along, especially if she was injured. She'd get in the way or worse, taken away again. He let out a heavy sigh as he slowly crept down the corridor, looking this way and that. He had to be careful. Not only was he still feeling like shit from the experimental injections but the pain in his side was a bitch. But he would do whatever to save Winoa and Cody.<br/><br/>Looking around the corner, he was met with a group of Drones coming his way. He placed himself as close as he could, to the wall, slowly relaxing his body and steady his breath. He needed a weapon and he would get one from the Drones, as soon as he took them out. When the group rounded the corner, he attacked, his large fists flying into the gut of one the Drones. He was grabbed from behind, though he flipped over the Drone, crushing his boot down on the windpipe of the bitch. Man or woman, he didn't care, the Drones were his enemies and he would be sure to kill them all. Grabbing a dagger from one of the Drones, he ducked under the swing of a sword, his arm reached out to gut the Drone. He let out a hiss of pain as fingers dug into his side wound. Red filled his vision and he grabbed the Drone by the face, his hand clutching down hard on it.<br/><br/>The Drone let out a cried of agony as the smell of flesh burning filled Tristan's nose. He ripped his hand away looking at it in shock and when he looked back at the Drone, his face was melting as he writhed and screamed in pain on the floor. He wasn't sure what the hell had happened, but he was damn sure that it had something to do with the experiment. He looked around at the dead bodies around him and he let out a sigh. It was never is dream to kill people but if it had to be done. It was done. Grabbing a few items from the Drones, he jogged back to Winoa. "Alright, let's get going," he muttered, even though he knew that she couldn't hear him.<br/><br/>Picking her up in his arms, he carried her down the corridor and rounded the corner, the Institution was a huge building, it would take a hours to find Cody. But he had to find him; he promised Winoa that they would save Cody. Tristan was not a man to go back on his words.