He's Fast, She's Weird (slightly MARVEL based sibling o/o) (Closed)

"An hour? What did you do to her? She did nothing wrong," Eli growled, taking a step closer to the bars. Anger flared behind his eyes, and it took effort not to walk up and attempt to smash the man's head against the metal. "I don't want to be here anymore. I'm sure Farah doesn't want to be here either. Let us go." Part of him wanted to refuse dinner and make it ever more difficult for this man to keep the two of them around, but even at the thought of food, his stomach twisted and he realized he would never turn down food. No matter if there was a chance it was poisoned or tampered with. If the man had hurt Farah for simply looking after him, he had no doubt that they would most likely mess with the food.

(No worries! It makes things easy at least lol)

"We wanted to learn more about our powers, we didn't want to be locked up and paralyzed for dealing with guards who are only here to watch us in the first place," He snapped back, "If this is what we have to go through to increase our power, it's not worth it. Let us out." Eli took another step towards the bars, leaving only a foot between him and the man. He was clearly getting pissed off, and for good reason. Farah had been hurt, and the man said it was going to take an entire hour to fix.

If Eli had enough energy to rush up to the bars and smack the man's head against them, he would've done so as soon as he mentioned Farah abusing her powers. The man was lucky that Eli didn't have the energy to do so, and instead, he shot him a sharp glower, threatening him under his breath as the man stepped away from the bars. "If you paralyze Farah again, or even hurt a hair on her head, I will do everything in my power to ruin your testing. Got it?" He threatened, admitting defeat as he backed away. Eli stalked back to his bed, sitting down on it and watching the man with anger in his eyes.

In the time it took for Farah to wake up, Eli had fallen back into a fitful sleep on his metal slab of a bed. Dinner hadn't shown up yet, and his stomach was protesting it intensely, enough so that it woke him up a few moments after Farah. Every so often, he had taken to calling out to his sister to see if she responded, and once again, he did. "Farah? Are you back yet?" He asked gently, his eyes closed. She had yet to answer him, and he was preparing for the same, ready to lull himself back into shitty sleep just to pass the time.

Eli swore for a moment that he imagined Farah's voice, but when she spoke again, he sighed in immediate relief and opened his eyes. She was awake. "Thank god," He murmured, then he spoke to her again, "How do you feel? Are you okay? Are your powers back?" As worried about his sister as he had been, now that she was awake, his mind was drifting towards the thought of food. He grit his teeth at the idea of being able to eat and forced himself to listen for his sister's voice, hoping she would answer him.

Eli sat up on his bed, leaning back against the wall separating them. He nodded gently, even though he knew all too well she couldn't see it. "I know…We'll get out of here. We'll find a way out," He promised softly, pausing before he continued, "They're bringing us food soon. Maybe we can get out using that to our advantage." He had no semblance of a plan, as his hunger was taking up most of his focus, but he was sure an idea would occur once he had food in his system.

"No…I didn't see, but he told me he paralyzed you," Eli admitted, staring at the wall across from him, "But you're better now, right?" He didn't wait long for an answer, as the beginnings of a plan were forming in his mind. "Farah…can you do whatever you did to the guard originally? To whoever brings us food? If you can bring them close enough to the cages…I could try to grab keys from them and get the doors open, then we can be out of here." It was barely a plan, more a hopeful idea if anything, but he was proud of himself for even thinking while the need for food was so intense.

Eli's plan dropped from his mind and he asked, hoping he had heard her wrong, "But you can still use your powers…right? We need them to get us out. Otherwise, we're stuck." His words weren't exactly pleading, but it was clear he didn't want to think that they were stuck where they were. His stomach growled again and he sighed, closing his eyes. The worst part of being stuck in the cage was definitely going to be eating only when the man decided to give them food.

(Decided to just have the food come, if you want me to change it, I definitely can)

He sighed lightly in relief but didn't press the issue much further. "He said the food was going to be brought soon…back when he first paralyzed you. I hope it's not too much longer." Almost on command, a guard came into view, with two metal trays in hand. He was stone-faced as he approached their cages and slid the trays through a small hole in the bottom of the bars that Eli previously didn't notice. It was only big enough for the tray to slip through, no use for escape. Hurridly, Eli stood and got to his tray, outrage passing over his face when he saw the amount he was given. In his eyes, it was a measly amount; a scoop of something that looked vaguely like beans, a lump of unidentifiable meat, and a hard disk that looked like a hard-packed cracker. There was no silverware in sight. "What is this?" Eli questioned, scowling at the soldier.

"Food," He grunted, with no change of face. "If you don't like it, too bad."

"This isn't enough." Eli protested as the guard walked to his sister's cell. He scowled at the faint view of the guard that he had. "I need more if I'm going to have energy for anything."

"As I said. Too bad." The guard scoffed, not even looking back at Eli, "You're lucky you're getting anything."

Eli bit back a string of curse words and scowled at the tray before leaning down and grabbing it. His stomach growled, and he knew he couldn't refuse the food, but he hated everything about the meal and the food they were offered. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he eyed the food, finally grabbing what looked like a cracker and scooping up a tiny bit of the unidentified meat onto it. Then, with immense hesitation, he took a bite. It didn't surprise him that there was no flavor, but it did make the meal even more unappetizing.

Eli's eyes widened when he saw the guard slam against his cell, but he wasted no time. With unnatural speed, he set his tray on his bed and rushed to the guard, reaching through the bars to search for keys. His stomach twisted in argument as he used his powers without food, but he did his best to ignore it, pulling out a ring of keys from the guard's pocket.

"I got it," He said simply, leaving the guard and slipping to the door of his cell. Eli's hands shook for a few moments as he steadied his erratic hunger and searched for the right key, then he was unlocking the door, shoving it open with little grace. "Farah," He said softly as he turned to his sister's cell, fumbling with the keys until he found the one for her door, "We have to hurry. Now." The door swung open and he stepped away from it, new determination on his face.

(Ooo yess)

He had no time to look over his sister's condition before she was flying into his arms and instinctively he caught her. Barely, he caught sight of her bruises, but he paid them no mind as he quickly steadied himself and took off towards the nearest door. Again, his stomach twisted with the use of his powers, and he hissed but didn't slow for more than a second. They had to get out. There was no time to stop and eat, no matter how much of his power was simply running on his willpower.

Eli scaled the nearest staircase he could find, sliding to the stop when he saw two guards stationed at the top. "Farah, help?" He whispered fiercely, eyes wide. The guards turned to him, and before he had time to see if his sister heard him, he was rushing forward, toward the door they were guarding. They raised their weapons, but he didn't stop. When they reached the door, he didn't slow in the slightest, simply turning his body and slamming into the door with his shoulder to protect Farah. The impact knocked the air out of his lungs and he gasped, but the door flew open and he stumbled forward, clearly out of breath as he tried to recover his speed.

He set her down without question, breathing heavier than he ever did when using his speed. A side effect of his dwindling powers. Leaning forward, he propped his hands on his knees, forcing himself to slow his breathing, or to even just get it under control.

The time it took Farah to deal with the guards seemed all too short, but he nodded and stood up straight. Instinctively, he held his arms out for her, motioning for her to hurry up. "Thank you," He said softly. As he held his arms out for her, he heard the sound of people running down the hall, and he turned to glance at the commotion, frowning in annoyance when he saw more guards coming from the direction they had to go. No alarms were going off sounding their escape, but Eli figured word had gotten out. Meaning they had to leave soon. Before the man with controls on their cuffs caught up to them and stopped their escape.

Eli hid the sheer exhaustion he felt as she jumped back into his arms, willing it to go away until they were safe. As he shifted her so he could run, an alarm finally sounded and he sighed before glancing at his sister and mustering up a grin. The alarm was blaring and faint red lights lit up in the building, which to Eli seemed a little over the top as he rolled his eyes. Then, he was off, and though Farah wouldn't be able to notice it well, he was moving at a slower pace. Getting tired wasn't something that came with super speed, but he felt sluggish as his legs moved. Still, he made a beeline for the next door, pausing for a moment's hesitation as they neared a crossroad but then he was off again, following his gut instinct to go straight.

The path was far from clear though, and Eli could hear the running of guards down the hallway behind them though he didn't stop. Not even as another group of guards came from their path ahead, Eli simply ran towards them and shoved them out of his way; using his shoulder to block the blow from Farah as he did.

Eli closed his eyes as he hit the soldiers, sending most of them stumbling out of the way with the speed he was traveling at. A moment later they opened and he met the eyes of the man at the top of the stairs. He didn't dare stop for a second, glaring daggers at the man as a triumphant smile passed over his face. There was no way the man would dare stand in his way at the speed he was running at. "It'll be alright Farah," He whispered, running towards the doors with no hesitation as he hurriedly gave her instructions, "He's going to go for my powers. As soon as I'm down you need to run. Don't look back, get out of the building. I'll buy you time."