#experimental injection

Villain looks up, face twisted with pain as something jabs into his side. He turns quickly to see Sidekick capping a syringe. She smiles at him cruelly. 

Pain races through his veins, he doubles over and nearly collapses to the ground in less than a second. “What the hell is that?”

“I’m…not quite sure, to be honest.” Hero says. He squats in front of Villain and tilts his head, “Y’see, Sidekick and I were meeting with Supervillain the other day and she gave us a load of things she’s been cooking up. Some were labeled and some…” 

Villain moans in pain and curls into the fetal position. His vision turns white and he cries out. 

Hero coos and cups his chin, “Poor thing. How about Sidekick and I take you back to base and wait this out with you?” 

“No,” Villain manages, barely above a whisper. 

“Not a question.”

Sidekick picks him up, throwing him over her shoulder with a soft grunt. She follows closely behind Hero to the car and throws Villain in the car, not reacting when he shouts in pain. 

The drive seems to take forever, Villain can feel every rock in the road, his heart pounds in his chest and it feels like it’s trying to escape the torture. He presses his hand over his heart and feels it pounding, counting the beats. 

When the car finally stops, Villain whimpers at the sudden stop of movement. Without being jostled around, the only thing he feels is pain. 

The van doors open and Sidekick audibly rolls her eyes before grabbing Villain’s feet and pulling him closer to the end of the cab. 

She throws him over her shoulder again and carries him inside before grabbing his wrists and tying them behind his back; as if he could do anything to get away. She drags him to a table and ties him to one of it’s legs.