"What's gonna happen to us?" Maxine asked, the next morning, brushing her hair.
"I don't know." Maxwell replied, "I had no idea Dad had planned this... whatever it is."
"What does he even mean, he said we weren't even alive."
"Maxine, could you please stop asking me questions, I don't know the answers to?"
Maxine pulled a package of banana chips from the shelf, and sat down on the bed across from her brother.
"So, unusual difficulty in training your type then?"
"Yeah." Maxwell replied, taking a banana chip from his sister, "Just watch."
He rose to his feet, and walked to the middle of the room. Maxwell stretched out his left, (gloved), hand, and called on a creature.
A black snake sprang from the hiding crystal, conceded on the grooms, and immediately eyed Maxine.
"I don't like the way it's looking at me Maxwell."
Suddenly the snake lunged towards her, and managed to latch on to Maxine's neck, causing her to cry out in pain.
"Call it back Maxwell!"
Maxwell called the creature back, but it wouldn't budge.
"I can't!" He exclaimed, "it won't listen!"
"Get it off!"
Maxwell ran to his sister's side, and attempted to pry the creature from her neck.
Maxwell was having very little success, until the creature suddenly let go, and slithered towards the door.
The siblings gaze followed the creature, both surprised as to why it just decided to release it's grip, until they saw their father.
"Dad," Maxine said, pressing one hand against her neck round, "what do you want?"
"Still can't control it, I see," Dr. Cooper said, "Maxwell, you know the drill."
"Dad, please..." Maxwell pleaded, "don't do this."
"You know the punishment for failing Maxwell..."
"Dad, he's like 30," Maxine said, "don't you think punishment is a little childish?"
"Maxine," Maxwell said, "just stay out of this."
"Oh, Maxine dear." Dr. Cooper replied, "don't think of it as punishment, think of it as..... Reinforcement."
"Have I told you, that you are a sick twisted man?" Maxine asked.
"Maxine....." Maxwell sighed.
"You have, and it just brings pleasure to my being."
Both Maxine, and Maxwell found this statement to be sickening.
"How do you even live with yourself?" Maxine asked, becoming aware of her blood loss.
"Oh, Maxine, it's moments like this that bring joy to my life." Dr. Cooper replied.
Maxwell pretty much gave up on trying to get his sister to stay out of the situation, (he didn't want her to get hurt).
"You are such a sadist....."
"Why, thank you dear...."
"That wasn't a compliment."
"I know." Dr. Cooper replied, "Maxwell, shouldn't you be taking your shirt off?"
"Yes Dad..." Maxwell sheepishly replied.
Maxwell removed his jacket, tie, and shirt, along with his glasses, and tossed everything on the bed beside his sister. Two lackeys grabbed his arms, a his father pulled out a bullwhip, and began snapping the woven leather across Maxwell's back.
Maxine couldn't decide what was worse, hearing her brother scream in agonizing pain, watching him get tortured, or the fact that she couldn't take her eyes off the right.