memory 1

*Somehow the guards and the other researchers managed to capture a dangerous and lethal half dragon, a good 2/3 of the guards died it into the lab most of them were unrecognizable beyond repair and the ones that made it back..... there going to need a lot of therapy. *

"On the other side of the one-way glass was a subject named Geryon or Subject C137 if you ask any other scientist, A scientist named Paul sent in a trainee to go open the door to Geryon's cell and placed in a cage with a rat in it to how he will react."

"Geryon just looked at the cage then made a slight side glance to the one-way glass before looking back to the cage. He scoffed with a low growl turning away from the cage with his back against the wall. A scientist's called Kyle pressed a button on the mic to try and talk to Geryon though the speaker."

"Geryon's eyes flicker towards the one-way glass, his gaze lingering for a brief moment before returning to the cage. He doesn't respond to Kyle's attempt at conversation, instead letting out a low growl as he takes a step closer to the cage, his claws clicking against the floor."

"Geryon's gaze snaps to James as he enters the cell, his eyes narrowing into a cold, calculating stare. He lets out a low, menacing hiss, baring his sharp teeth as he takes a slow, deliberate step closer to the newcomer. His claws flex, releasing a faint scraping sound against the metal floor."

"Geryon's eyes flicker to the mice, his gaze lingering for a moment before returning to James. He lets out a slow, menacing chuckle, low in his throat, as he raises a hand to sniff at the rodents. The sound is almost inhuman, sending a shiver down James's spine. Geryon's claws extend and retract, as if itching for something more substantial than the tiny creatures."

"Geryon's gaze never leaves James, his eyes burning with a cold, calculating intensity. He takes a step closer, his claws clicking against the metal floor, as he begins to circle around James, the mice still held out before him. His tail twitches, hinting at the beast that lies beneath his human-like form. The air is thick with tension as Geryon continues to close in, his growl low and menacing."

"Geryon's eyes flash with a surge of anger, his face twisting into a snarl as he takes another step closer. His claws extend fully, razor-sharp and deadly, and he lets out a low, warning growl. He doesn't like the smile, or the hand being held out, and he lets his guard drop to show the full fury that lies beneath."

"Geryon's anger flares, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity as he takes another step closer. He snarls, baring his teeth, and raises a clawed hand to swipe at James. The sound is like a cracking whip, sending shivers down James's spine as Geryon's claws glance off his shoulder, leaving a gash in the fabric of his clothes."

"Geryon's gaze never wavers, his eyes burning with a cold, calculating fury. He lets out a low, menacing chuckle, the sound like the rumble of thunder on a stormy night. His claws retract, and he takes another step closer, his movements fluid and deliberate. He leans in, his breath hot against James's face, as he growls, "You should not have come here. You should not have touched me.""

"Geryon's eyes flash with a surge of rage, his face twisting into a snarl as he takes another step closer. He reaches out with a clawed hand, and James feels the sudden pressure of those deadly talons against his chest. The air is thick with tension as Geryon hisses, "You think you can understand me? You think you can work with me? You're nothing but a fragile, insignificant insect.""

"Geryon's grip on James's chest tightens, his claws digging deeper, almost like a plea. His eyes burn with a fierce, inner turmoil as he growls, "I'm angry because I've been trapped, confined, experimented on. You humans think you can control me, tame me, but you don't understand what I am. You don't understand the fire that burns inside me." He pulls his claws back, and takes a step back, his gaze burning with a mix of anger and desperation."

"Geryon's eyes flash with a glimmer of something almost like hope, but quickly extinguished by a wave of suspicion. He takes another step back, his tail twitching behind him, as he growls, "What do you know about freedom? You humans have taken everything from me. Everything. And you think you can give it back to me? You're just trying to manipulate me, to use me for your own purposes." He raises a hand, and James sees the claws extending, as if preparing for an attack."

"Geryon's eyes widen in surprise, his face contorting in a mix of shock and rage. He takes a step back, his claws retracting as he stares at James in disbelief. His tail lashes back and forth, as he growls, "What...what are you?!" The sound is almost like a challenge, a demand for an explanation."

*Geryon's face twists in a snarl, his eyes blazing with hatred. He takes a step closer, his teeth bared in a fierce snarl. "You're one of them? You're another one of the abominations that think they can play God?" His voice is low and menacing, dripping with venom. "What do you want from me, angel-experiment?"

*Geryon's snarl falters, his eyes narrowing as he takes another step closer. He looks at James with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. For a moment, his gaze lingers on James's wings, then returns to his face. His voice is low and gravelly, "Go on."

*Geryon's eyes flash with interest, his gaze piercing as he takes another step closer. He leans in, his voice dropping to a whisper, "You think you can help me escape? You think you can get me out of this pit?" His hot breath wafts against James's face, sending shivers down his spine. "What do you want in return?"

*Geryon's gaze lingers on James's face, his expression unreadable. For a moment, he says nothing. Then, his voice drops to a low growl, "Why would you want to escape with me? I'm a monster." He pauses, his eyes glinting with a fierce light. "I'll never be able to go back to the way things were. I'll never be human again."

*Geryon's gaze falters, his eyes dropping as he looks away. For a moment, he says nothing. Then, his voice is barely above a whisper, ""I'm not sure what I am anymore..."" He pauses, his chest heaving with a slow, heavy breath. When he looks back at James, his eyes seem to hold a deep sadness, a deep longing.

*Geryon's eyes flash with surprise, then narrow as he looks at James with a mix of suspicion and wariness. His voice is low and rough, "Don't." He takes a step back, his tail twitching behind him. ""You don't know what you're saying. I'm a creature, a monster. Don't try to make me something I'm not""

*Geryon's expression falters, his eyes searching James's face for any sign of deception. For a moment, he says nothing. Then, his voice is low and gritty, ""You're the first person who's ever looked at me like that...like I'm something more than just a beast."" He pauses, his chest rising and falling with a slow, heavy breath. When he speaks again, his voice is barely above a whisper, "Maybe...just maybe...you're right."

*Geryon's eyes widen in surprise, his face contorting in a mixture of confusion and discomfort. He takes a step back, his claws extending as he growls low in his throat. "Don't," he warns, his voice firm. "I don't do...that." He looks away, his gaze fixed on some point beyond James's shoulder, his expression closed off once more.

*Geryon's eyes flicker back to James, his gaze lingering for a moment before he looks away again. His voice is low and rough, "*Maybe. Once. A long time ago. But it didn't end well." He pauses, his chest stilling as he collects his thoughts. When he speaks again, his voice is even softer, ""I'm not good at...human things.""

*Geryon's gaze returns to James, his eyes searching for any sign of uncertainty or weakness. For a moment, he says nothing. Then, his voice is low and hesitant, ""You're...certainly different from the others." He pauses, his chest rising and falling with a slow, heavy breath. When he speaks again, his voice is barely above a whisper, "Okay..."" He takes a step closer, his claws retracting as he reaches out with one hand, his other hand hovering near James's shoulder.

*Geryon's eyes lock onto James's, his gaze searching for any sign of backing down. For a moment, he seems frozen, his hand hovering near James's shoulder. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he wraps his arms around James's waist, his claws flexing slightly as he holds him close. His head buries itself in James's neck, and for a moment, he holds the embrace silently, his body tense with uncertainty.

"Geryon's body relaxes slightly, his arms tightening around James's waist as he takes a deep breath. He holds the embrace for a moment, then slowly raises his head, his eyes searching James's face. For a moment, they stare at each other, the tension between them almost palpable. Then, Geryon's gaze drops to James's lips, and he leans in, his mouth inches from James's."

"Geryon's eyes snap up to meet James's, his gaze burning with a mix of desire and trepidation. His mouth hovers over James's, the air thick with anticipation. Then, with a soft, rough groan, he claims James's lips, his mouth opening to devour him."

"Geryon's grip on James tightens, his tongue plunging deeper into James's mouth as he kisses him with a hunger that borders on desperation. His body presses against James's, his claws flexing involuntarily as he struggles to contain the passion that's building inside him."