2 Simon......Wait did he say Psimon?

The first sense that came back to me was touch. I could feel a liquid all around me, like I was in a pool or a hot tub.

I could also feel a more solid pressure that went from my face to around my head that pushed what I assumed was air to me as I felt a gentle breeze across my lips and tickling my nose as my body inhaled and exhaled.

I tried to open my eyes and move my hand to my face to take the mask off, but my body didn't respond at all.

So naturally the next thing I felt was blind panic, not just because my eyes wouldn't open but because my breathing didn't even have the decency to increase to give me more oxygen to help with my panic.

So, I'm sticking with BLIND PANIC!!!!

Finally calming down after a few minutes (Hours) I tried to hear anything before I remembered you can't hear in a tube of water dummy, that's how Dare Devil is able to shut off his super hearing and sleep at night.

Ok, let's Beatrix Kiddo this crap and start small, move toe.

As I was doing my best to get a little piggy to move, my thoughts went to the last thing I remembered and that was a brief fight where I felt like a child going against someone Mike Tyson would respectfully call "Thir, yeth Thir".

A spear sticking out of my chest and a vocal lesson a sailor would stick around to pick up some new curse words from rounded out the last of my memories before waking up like this.

Were they trying to heal me from the spear wound?

Was I in some sort of Bacta tank like in Star Wars or maybe the Dragon Ball Z healing tank Vegeta put Goku in before the last fight with Freeza?

Yep, Manga too, my nerdiness knew no bounds after shutting myself off from actual fellow teens as friends.

Out of nowhere every fiber of my being froze interrupting my thoughts with a sense of danger.

I felt it approach and get more tangible and a large part of me railed against my inability to do anything as I held my thoughts still hoping it wouldn't notice me.

After a time, I felt the danger start to recede like a tide leaving the shore and I gave a mental sigh as my body was still as a rock.

Suddenly I felt a slight pop like someone opened a can of Pringles then {Man that guy just creeps me out}.

Hearing something other than my own thoughts for the first time since waking up I felt some actual relief to have some interaction other than with myself.

After that short outburst of the 'creeps' all I could occasionally hear was some numbers and incoherent mumbo jumbo about cells and reaction rates before even that was gone.

After what I can only assume was a long time, I again heard the voice that let me cling to my sanity and banish my fear of being alone and unable to move.

Granted, one way communication wasn't much but I would take what I can get for now.

It vaguely reminded me of my teenage years when I was in trouble and had to listen to the newest speech about how my parents know I'm better than my recent actions, but in this case, I wanted to reply unlike when I was a teen and just accepted what my parents said as truth and did not want to talk back at all (lies).

{Let's start with checking last night's readouts for change.} then the voice got quieter as if whispering until I could only pick up random words here and there.

With a faint but hopeful thought entering my head I slowly pushed my thoughts out toward (I hope) the voice to see if my guess is accurate.

Feeling a wet sensation for lack of better analogy, I could now hear the voice much more clearly.

{The Co2 is slightly erratic compared to the norm, but it shouldn't cause any issues. The paralyzing agent is working just as we were told it would even with the increase of Martian cells. My Queen will be happy with my work, I'm sure she will see my contribution and allow me to serve in a more personal capacity.}

The following thoughts were more image's than words, the dark-skinned female that played a domineering role in these fantasy's was familiar for some reason.

Pulling away from the wet sensation and losing access to the thoughts I was hearing; I followed my familiar trail back to where it originated into what I assumed was my head and I started to ponder this new revelation.

I was telepathic, that thought caused me to blank out for a bit as one thought over road the other time and time again until they started to slow down so I could attempt to make sense of them.

So, when he was thinking loud or forcefully, I could hear him but if it was just normal thinking, I had to get closer with my own mind, hmm this is cool and frightening at the same time.

Desperately I wanted more information, so I began to reach out again and felt my mind connect.

Ever so gently, so he wouldn't feel my intrusion I tried to read his surface thoughts.

His name was Mido Gamal, a scientist who is the self-proclaimed greatest bio engineer yet to be known.

In his opinion the idiot who claimed first in all the classes they shared in collage got what was coming to him by screwing up so bad that he turned himself into a giant green rage monster.

The fact that Mido placed closer to the bottom of those same classes didn't worry him as he felt he wasn't properly motivated until the Gracious Queen Bee requested his expert help.

What I found interesting in his thoughts was that anything concerning this "Queen Bee" was bold, like all his thoughts were in italic but these were in bold and a size bigger than the rest.

I will need more experience to understand what I'm seeing.

Shaking me out of my introspection was a loud thought {That freak Simon should be coming around for his information gathering to report to the Great Queen soon. How can she stand the presence of a twerp with a see-through skull} he quickly stopped what he was doing and punched himself in the face with as much force as he could muster {How dare you think you know better than The Great Queen herself!!!}

Seeing that thought I quickly pulled back to my starting place in my head and trembled with shock.

Now I remember who Queen Bee is and Psimon (Not Simon) who works for her.

She ruled a small country in Africa and was vicious in her handling of the populace, allowing nothing to remain before her rule and any independent thought was crushed ruthlessly.

Remembering the episodes of Young Justice that featured Psimon as a powerful Telekinetic and Telepath I knew someone like me who just woke up would have no chance against a monster like that.

Not long after that I felt the sense of danger getting close again so I just relaxed as much as I could and kept my thoughts slow but trying to listen to my surroundings.

Psimon entered the lab and briefly glanced around focusing on the tube of liquid that held something in the shape of a late age teen with green skin floating in it.

Turning to the scientist in the room he said "Report!" then looking closer he noticed the bloody nose and instantly knew what happened.

After quickly reading Mido's thoughts he smirked and said, "Thoughts like those are the reason your Queen had me force your predecessor to cut off his genitals and eat them as he bled to death in front of the rest of you as a reminder to think only what Queen Bee allows you to."

Not sure if Psimon was referring to his thought of Psimon himself or his salacious thoughts towards the Queen being the reason for the reminder of that nightmare example, Mido lowered his eyes and respectfully said "Yes Psimon!"

"The only thing to report is a slight deficiency in the new batch of oxygen we received but it hasn't resulted in any changes. Brain activity showed a slight abnormality yesterday but has not repeated since. I attributed that to the quick aging process used to move the specimen to his prime age and the inclusion of more Martian blood we collected from the hero known as Martian Manhunter."

Turning to look at the pod Psimon said, "I don't sense anything, but I'll do a deep sweep to see if it has grown any comprehension".

Hearing he planned to enter my mind I pulled back to what I felt were the edges of my mind and placed my mental body into as tight a ball as I could and leaned against the red wall I felt at my back.

Seeing a wave of energy coming my way I tried to make myself smaller by leaning back and then, I stumbled backwards until I fell on my butt staring at a red wall in front of me.

In the laboratory holding the pod, Psimon said "I scanned the mind of this thing and still feel nothing, it's just an empty husk. Go clean yourself up and pray your Queen is in a good mood so I don't have to report your excess thoughts as a distraction from finding fault with me."

Not waiting for a reply Simon turned and walked out to continue gathering information for his report.