"What are you smiling about?" Imogen questioned him as she set his plate of food in front of him and she set her own down as well. They didn't have a dinner table considering they had the island in the kitchen and they also spent almost every dinner...
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"So you haven't remembered anything yet?" Imogen asked Isaac as he dodged her kick. After what happened with Peter, she still kept up her training. She sometimes practices with Omar and Allison early in the morning but she heard them still going at it when she got up so she called Isaac.
"No." He grunted, blocking her kick and swiped at her. "I'm kinda freaked out that they might have done something to me and I don't remember."
She dodged, "Same." Though she can't but wonder if the reason were able to create chimeras was because they stole their blood or something to do it.
Isaac recoiled when she kicked his side and he fell to the ground. He was back in his old house as a child and his father towered over him with a sneer. "You're just as pathetic as your brother." His dad started to wail on him before dragging him down the stairs. He tried to fight him off but it was no use. He would be put into the freezer again. He cried.
He snapped out of the memory as Imogen was grabbing him by the shoulders. "Isaac?" She had noticed him start to hyperventilate and curl up in a ball as if trying to protect himself.
He panted, looking around. "It felt so real." He whispered, he felt as if his father was going to pop out and drag him into that freezer again.
"You're okay." She assured him in a gentle tone. "It was a memory, right?"
"But not of the dread doctors." He said, still shaking. "It was my dad. It was after my brother left for the military. I got a bad grade in school and he got mad. Like always." He added on in a quieter tone.
"Your father was a monster but he's dead, Isaac. He can't ever hurt you again." She said softly.
"But what he did. That's stuck with me forever. I can't be in small spaces because I'll freak out if I do, remember." He muttered, thinking back at the time the twins locked them in the closet together and he scratched her.
