Adaptation - a story of Rukah's

Ah whatever here’s another one.
Chapter 13
Nardus groaned as he sat up. Well, attempted to sit up at least. He quickly found that his body was bound to where he lay by thick metal bands. He looked around. His friend Trinos was similarly bound to a table next to him. Nardus wondered why they were both held captive in this mysterious place. However, a sinister and familiar voice snapped him out of his stupor.
“Ah, so he awakens.” said Kanar.
“You!” Nardus spluttered as his memories returned to him. He struggled in vain against his bonds. Kanar chuckled.
“You won’t be able to break out of those, Nardus,” The scientist put particular venom into the name, “they are made out of focused erastum.” He grinned. Nardus grunted and swore, but stopped struggling.
“What do you want?” Nardus asked calmly. Kanar’s crazed grin grew wider.
“Stop stalling. You know what I want.” Nardus shook his head vehemently.
“Well, too bad for you because you’re never getting it.” he said resolutely. With that, he shut his mouth and refused to say anything more. Kanar’s grin turned into a frown.
“I guess I’ll just have to tear it out of you, then!” With that, he delved deep into Nardus’ mind with his mental powers. Well, attempted to at least. Nardus smiled as he felt Kanar poking around unsuccessfully in his mind, his memories blocked from the scientist’s probe.
“I thought you would remember that, old friend.” he commented sarcastically, “We’re the same species, of course I have the same powers as you.”
Kanar grunted as he withdrew his telepathy. Then, he turned his gaze to Nardus’ teammate, Trinos. The Tainian still did not stir.
An attack by Vacans can do that to you, Kanar thought as he began telepathically searching Trinos’ mind. Sensing the intrusion, Trinos abruptly awoke and began to grapple against the tough metal straps binding him to the metal table.
“AAAAAAAARRRGGHH!” he screamed, for Kanar’s mental searching was very painful as well as effective. As soon as it had started, Kanar’s quest for knowledge was over. Now that he had what he was seeking, the insane scientist’s grin returned, and he cackled maniacally to himself. Nardus looked, horrified at the treatment of his friend, unable to tell if Kanar had fractured his mind completely. He attempted his own scan of Trinos’ mind, but found that he was unable to do so.
Noticing this, Kanar chuckled.
“Focused erastum. A tricky substance. Have you already forgotten it blocks your powers, have you forgotten over the decades gone by?” He laughed crazily once again.
“Of course, I have no use for either of you now that I know the location of the disruption. In fact, I rather wish that I would never see your disgusting faces again.” Kanar called to his assistant, Verac. The multi-armed, twisted creature stepped out of the shadows, head bowed.
“Take care of these two.” the scientist said. “Make sure they don’t come back.” he continued ominously, severing the focused erastum straps with a small knife.
As soon as the bindings fell away, Verac nodded and seized the pair with all four of his arms. Nardus and Trinos attempted to struggle and break the servant’s fingers, but quickly found that his grip was solid as virasteel. Kanar grinned and cackled as he watched them being carried off, with Verac heading towards the high, rocky cliff that his facility rested on.

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