Axie breathed, quickly, on his lap- She looked just as upset, if not more. She wanted him to take out her gag, but he to was bound- they woudlnt be able to speak to each other, in their last hours of sanity.
Willard's teeth ripped threw the rope stuffed in his mouth- he was that angry. He ended up spitting the rope and cloth out, after chewing on it for a bit. "my wife isn't primitive."
"no." He said quietly, trying to not to anger them. "my teeth bit through it." He licked around the inside of his mouth, "now that you mention it.. a small cut on my cheek, but nothing else." He sighed, "where are you taking us?" He looked at Axie, and winced. He still couldn't move his body.
Axie tried to get her face as close to his as possible, trying, pleading with him to try and bite through her ropes as well.
"Well, then.... You must be more physicaly strong then we thought. No matter..." He paused. "Your claws, fangs, poisen, shapeshifting abilitys, matter control, and mind tricks have all been disabled. Your at our level. I just thought I would let you know."
Axie looked like she was about to break, he wasnt doing... anything, to try and help her. She let her body sump to the floor, and roll right away from him.
"Your... an odd one." The voice replied. "I guess you can assume we are at odds with our emotions, having lost so much but then gained... you."
"Your going to be seperated. Your girl will be moved to the northwest side, where their doing breeding and... fix cloaning of the children, and you will be moved to a study, where you will be put under the same narcotics your under now, only heavier. Youll sleep in a tube as we study your Genome further, and then we will set you free." He said. "Of course, we have to.. fix the girl a bit as well. We cant just leave her the way she is."
Willard sighed, "your going to use my wife.. for.. breeding, with another man. that's torture for me already. and what the hell is a genome? and.. what's wrong with the way she is now?" He winced, "so many questions.. i don't expect to be answered. why am i even talking to you? there's no use to it." Willard sighed, "well.. i'm going to be different from other vampires that you studied. i'm one of the ones who escaped the experimenting."
"Your wife will not be impregnanted through sexual intercourse, she will be implanted." The man said. "A genome is a living things... blueprint, so to speak, the DNA layout. And, we know what you are, Willard, #6. Weve known who you are for a long time."