Bad End AU w/Batsy
[ This room. Its four walls. Burned into his brain forever. He would always be able to picture every blemish on the wall, every crack in the floor, the sound the buzzing lights above made, with perfect accuracy if he could ever escape.
But he won't.
The technology is too advanced. Cameras trained on him every moment. Even barring that, there's a band around his ankle, made to track him down quickly and easily.
He gets an hour or so of outside time per day. Carefully monitored. Escorted.
Even if he were able to somehow get past every camera, every guard, he'd be hopeless.
He's much too large now to move very quickly.
The bed creaks beneath him, complaining to nobody. He looks down at his burden, his entire purpose, stretching out obscenely in front of him. Feels the movements of the life within. Twins. Large and healthy. Sucking the energy from him every day.
Helping keep him weighed down and helpless.
The powers that be were very pleased when he got impregnated so quickly. Excellent. He'd probably be very productive. In a month or so when he gave birth, they'd encourage his mate to get started on the next batch. He was young. Fertile. Ideal.
He just wants to die. ]