TW(S): slight torture, screaming/yelling

{Martyns POV}

walking through the hallway, a doctor infront of me who stopped abruptly
she grabbed my wrist and threw me into another vault like room

"EY WHATRE YOU FOOLS DOING TO ME?!" i screamed, falling to the floor harshly
"tests." a feminine voice hissed
"WHAT KIN-" they cut me off
"NO questions." they hissed and pressed a button, i felt myself began to be surrounded in a terrible, suffocating smoke
and soon. it went dark.

~4.5 hours later~

i woke up
liquid surrounded me
but i wasnt holding my breath
and i could breathe?
the liquid was a greenish blue
and small air bubbles could be seen near the bottom
i looked around
and beside me i saw..
the siren.
the siren that saved me.

Scott.

in his own.. test tube..?!
his eye whites were yellow
and his irises now appeared red, or at least the one i could see
his gills floated gently, his hands chained to the bottom
a long mermaid like tail replaced his legs
covered top to bottom in blueish cyan, purple, black, green and white scales
an off variety of colors making up a gorgeous tail
my hands moving freely
but something felt strange
i looked down
and- 

PUFFERFISH SKIN?!

why in the name of watchers was there pufferfish skin covering my arms.. a-and my hands?! and legs?!
and.. what was the smoother grey patches..?
is this the 'experiments' scott was telling me about?!

"DR FALSE!! ALLOW 346 AND 001 OUT OF THEIR TUBES! THEIR MORNING TESTING IS OVER!" a british voice yelled
soon the top to the tube opened and i was harshly pulled out 

{Scotts POV}

martyn was next to me..
harshly pulled out of his test tube and thrown to the ground, shockingly landing on his feet
soon mine opened and the chains were released from my hands
i was grabbed out by a gill and thrown to the ground
my tail soon disappearing from drying off quickly as i scrambled back to my feet before a long heavy chain was tied around my arms and torso
martyn was grabbed heavily by the wrists.
though he wasnt chained up and they just shoved him back into our cell.
though for me..
well.
they grasped me by the chains and threw me into a separate white walled room/
i scowled my fangs at them and glared with my deep red eyes.

crying.

begging.

pleading.

sobbing.

for anyone.

anyone on earth.

to let me out.

to save me.

to get me out of here as soon as possible.

i hated solitary confinement.

it made me feel even more crazy.

what if this whole thing was just a crazy fever dream and i was back in the coma?

what if this whole thing was made up by my psychotic imagination?!

all my friends.

new people.

the nurses.

doctors.

everyone.

everything.

was just..

imaginative?

but how would i feel this overwhelming pain everytime my eyes opened to the bright light of our cell.

how would i feel this disgusting urge to just kill every nurse or doctor in here and escape.

i.. wanted to see them again.

was my brother even still alive?

my parents?

how were they all now?

i curled into a corner when the door slammed shut and i was locked in there.

my knees curled to my chest.

and i fell asleep like that.

hours upon hours later i woke up in my cell.
i felt.. warm. and.. comforted?
martyn had his arms around me and was holding me to his chest, rubbing the back of my head and speaking reassuring words.
i looked up at him, confused
ide just met him and he was already one of the nicest ones in here to me
i curled up against him and gave into the comfort.
he pulled a blanket over the two of us..

and that was how our night officially ended..

peacefully for once..

for the first time in..

so so long.