The Apprentice Assassin (Complete but editing) MxM

Dinner Time

Standing up abruptly, Thomas started off towards the far corridor. "You know what... I think I understand why you want to live so badly." He said in a hurt tone. "You're too scared to die because you know you don't have to! That makes you worse than human, that makes you a coward!" He felt his anger flaring up. "I'm getting out of here." He exclaimed as Alex stand up.

"Thomas, come back here!" Alex demanded, "I already told you, you can't leave! Your suit isn't ready yet!"

"I'll take my chances!" Thomas yelled behind him as he began running down the hallway heading for the room where his armor lay. Twisting and turning through the dimly lit halls he jogged through the large underground facility towards his gear. Why the hell did I think he actually wanted to help me! All he wanted was the damn journal, well fine. He can keep it! Order's be damned! He thought to himself as a dull hum pulled at his attention towards the left hallway. 

"Thomas!" Alex's voice echoed through the corridors. "Thomas don't get in that armor! It's not ready yet, it could kill you!" 

"Why would you care? All you wanted was the book right? I'd be doing you a favor by leaving! Maybe you don't want me to leave because you don't want me to reveal your bunker! Or maybe you just don't want me to die because my body will start to rot in here!" Thomas let out a sigh as he began sprinting towards the sound. The humming growing louder as it led him closer to his destination. The humming soon turned into a vibration that began to resonate somewhere inside him pulling him faster towards the suit. 

"Please Thomas, I'm sorry!"  Alex's voice cried out drawing nearer to him. 

"Grow old and die, old man!" Thomas called out into the echoing chamber as he found the room where the vibration was coming from. Turning down the final corridor, Thomas felt the resonating feeling grow stronger until his whole body began shaking with the vibration. 

"Thomas stop!" Alex demanded from behind him. "I don't want you to die needlessly. Just wait a few days, then you won't have to risk death! I'll even lead you out of the minefields!" 

"Why would I listen to you?" Thomas argued as he went into the room. His armor was standing tall, as if it was proudly waiting for its master to come back. His vision starting to blur as the vibrations began to shake through his very sense of self. "I'm nothing but a hole to fuck to you right?" He reached forward and touched his glowing armor. Power surged through him, his body felt as if every muscle has been supercharged. His eyesight became sharper. Seeing the pores in his hand, and the microscopic curves of the cells of his fingernails. The smell of the soup, and then body odor from Alex made him sick to his stomach. He heard the old man's heart finicky heartbeat pounding in his chest. Then the vibration began to pulse inside him. His body began to ache as his feet began to ache. The ground felt like it was made of jagged rocks and he was pushing deeper into the rocks with every step. The towel he was wearing felt as if it was made of thorns that dug against his skin.

Throwing the towel to the ground, he screamed out. His hand was throbbing in pain, it felt as if it had been ripped apart by thorns. Agony was washing over him pushing Thomas to the edges of consciousness,  but he put his other hand on the suit. He screamed out again as his fingers connected with the suit. His fingers burned against the cool metal. A guttural scream left Thomas's lips as he became a conduit for the magical power. "LET GO OF THE SUIT!" Alex screamed out in fear making Thomas cringe at the loud sound that threatened to deafen him. 

"N-No!" Thomas replied in a soft whisper as he turned the crank of the suit, ignoring the swell of pain as he took a step into it. "I'm leaving!" He exclaimed as his body began to acclimate to the new senses. Suddenly, his vision began to fade. The rotten odor of uncleaned body as well as the soup both faded away. It was almost as if the power in his body was dwindling to nothing. His other senses began to fade as well, but before he could press the button to seal his armor, he felt a hand rip him from the suit. Hitting the ground with a thud, Thomas didn't even register the pain as his senses faded away entirely.