Coldness. Discomfort. Pain. The feeling of death. Something that the twin boy had known all too well, ever since his twin brother was taken from himj. He had been in brawls, spying, and espionage situations all to try to find his brother. And that was halted when P.A.N.D.O.R.A took him in. He had given up hope, because he searched the entire world for Shayne. It got to the point he was on many 'most wanted' list and had nothing to live for. Their parents tried to tame him, but the lost of his other half was something that made him feral. Something that PANDORA liked about him. He was definitely not he same by from New York. And when he was accepted into the program he was without a doubt someone that didn't know his old life. He was fresh into Atlantis. Finally seing the agents and the enviroment that would be his new life. He sighed and took a deep breath. He knew for sure that this was going to be a new journey for him and that he had to make the best of it. He accepted Shayne's death, or at least he thought so, but that was the last thing on his mind. He wondered how he would be accustomed to a worldhe didn't even know existed. He sighed and roamed around the common areas. As he was sizing some of the agents up, he stopped when he saw the tattoo.... His life felt like a flash... Shayne.. happy, alive, and mingling. It made him happy, sad... and mad? He walked over towards his brother and quickly pulled at his arm. "Shayne? You're... you're alive?"
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