Once again silence only remained, Wrath stopped his movements once more, the tank, still, the surface, quiet. Not a peep, the bubbles swiftly made thier way to the surface without disturbance from the arms or legs of the young male that occupied the tank, his mask concealed his face. But his voice was youthful, quiet, soothing and once the words are spoken from his mouth, they cut like daggers deep into the indaviduals emotions if spoken harshly. However at this time it didnt matter, not at all, he was masked, he was captured. What more could humanity want with him? What more could they do?.....Plenty more....<br/><br/>A violent jolt ran sharply from Wraths arm, his hand suddenly pressed against the surface of the glass that contained his body, first it was just a light tap from his right index finger's nail. A mere gentle tap that slowly began to echo within the tank, as the taps were getting louder so was the pase. Suddenly once again Wrath stopped his body, it seemed insane how he was acting, totaly out of character, as if he was possessed by something. The fact of the matter is he was, the idea of freedom. He soarly missed it, he remembered how it felt, it was the only idea, the only thought, the only dream that kept him sane all these years, the green pastures that spred for miles, the light breeze blowing against his healthy caucasian cheeks, the felling of the grass tickling his bare feet, the sight of the forests in the great distance. But most of all it was the wide open baby blue colored skies that grasped his eyes, them honey-suckle innocent eyes. The shapes of clouds he used to make pictures out of, the quiet lonelyness he so missed. He didnt mind being alone, but he did mind being....Contained...<br/><br/>A quiet but deadly voice slowly spoke back on the intercom to Madi. "Let......" The voice sounded broken as if it was a fuzzed radio. "Me......." As the words were spoken the voice began to sound horrificaly violent, as if fear could transport its self through the intercom. "Out....." With them words spoken, the cameras that spied in the darkness, keeping thier ever watchful eyes on Wrath were suddenly disabled.<br/><br/>The latch on the giant titanium doors shuddered as the tank from the inside sounded like it had been shattered. Water ran under the doors with a hint of blood, the quaking of smashing inside the room echoed against the giant doors, as if a battle had just ended and the corpses were being mutilated by being smashed against the door. "Madi......." The voice was muffled slightly, but it was sure, there was no mistake, it was Wrath on the other side.