In and Out of It

Eleven banged his head against the padded wall. 'How long has it been since I've woken up?' Eleven asked himself. The continuous attempt to bang his way out of here was crushed by the padded walls. They were embedded with Dark Matter that could suppress his powers. 

"Let me outtttt!" Eleven shouted as loud as he could. His voice had gone hoarse and he was getting tired. Was this really all their was to look forward to as a full-fledged Deimon? It didn't seem that great especially from inside.

Eleven continued to pound. The rhythmic noises moving everywhere and waking the other spirit within him. Eleven suddenly twitched, falling backwards as his purple eyes disappeared, only leaving red and blue.