"M-my name is Erika, I have not come here to harm you in any way, I promise." She has her hands raised above her head and her face is painted with fear. I relax and sit in a criss crossed way. "Then why are you here?" I ask. "B-bring him in." Erika says. I raise an eyebrow and in walks a boy who appears only about a year older than I. Erika then backs out of the room and leaves the boy with me. I glare at him and with one swift move I pin him to the wall and hold him by placing my forearm on his chest. "Who are you?" I growl. "The man called Matthew Droughst would like to ask if you would join him for a check up, but he would like to request you not harm him while in the appointment." This boy does not seem to have fear in him, odd. I think to myself. But at the mention of Matthew Droughst I start to slowly press my forearm into his neck. "You can tell that old man to go die." I say darkly.
"P-please miss." He says trying to suck in air. Miss? I am quite shocked to be referred to in such a manner. "Why are you trying to be formal with me? Did they tell you to act like this?" I say starting to get even more angry. He shakes his head, "N-no, but I like you and feel a kind of respect for you i-is all." I slowly start to release him and once my arm is fully off his neck he leans his back against the wall and falls into a coughing fit until he takes a few deep breaths and goes back to normal. "What is this respect bull crap? What reason do you have to respect me? I'm not even human, I'm a monster according to that pig Droughst." I pull back my fist and get ready to strike him when he holds up his hand in front of his face, "Hit me if you wish, I knew you wouldn't believe me but I thought I'd give it a try. But just know I'm being genuine right now." Something about him strikes me. He appears to be telling me the truth. I'll trust him, I'll cooperate. For now. "Fine, I'll do it." I say to him.
"Thank you miss—" I cut him off, "Because I have agreed to see that man, I want something in return." I raise my voice for anyone who's listening. I hear the intercom turn on, "What do you want?" I know that voice, it's him, Matthew Droughst. "I want to see the other experiments before you examine me." I pause, "and if that doesn't happen, your death is enviable." I tone low and deadly. I can smell fear, and it isn't the boys. "Fine, I will allow that. However you are not allowed to make any kind of attempt to leave." He tells me. "Fine, deal." This will be the first time in five years that I am able to walk in the halls of the facility. I will finally be able to walk in somewhere that is not my cell. The door creeks open and there are about ten guards with guns waiting. Like they can kill me that way. I think being slightly amused at the pathetic guards. "Let's go." I hear the rough voice of one of the guards say. For a moment it felt like time slowed down as I took my first step out of my cell.
My eyes dart to one of the guards who is holding a pair of handcuffs and looking rather nervous. "E-excuse me but, I was told to have you put these on." His voice is shaking. "Do you think that will do anything?" I say glaring at him, "To put it simply, I refuse." I say bluntly. "B-but—" he begins to speak then I cut him off, "If you don't want to die, I suggest you shut up." I growl. Then he falls silent and someone mumbles, "Let's just get going." And that is exactly what we do. They lead me to the cell next to mine, and I recognize the smell and look of the metal used on the door. "This was Two's cell." I murmur. "Do you mean Experiment Two? Yes it was, now it is home to Experiment Fifteen." I clench my fist. "Open the door." I demand. Erika nods and the guard opens the door and with a loud creek it swings open and I enter. My eyes scan the room and notice a rather young child sitting in the corner curled up into a ball and smelling of fear.
"P-please, it shouldn't be time yet." His voice is so small and gentle, and so young. I softly walk over to him and crouch down "Hello there." I say gently. He looks up and I can see the wetness under his eyes from crying. "W-who are you?" He asks trying to shrink into the corner. "I am Experiment Three. They told you me you are Fifteen is that correct?" I ask. He nods. I see his eyes move to look at my hair, "So pretty." He breathes. "You have unusual hair Three." He tells me. "I know, and you have unusual eyes." I say smiling at him. They boy has one strikingly blue eye and the other is a dark red. He looks away from me and covers his red eye, "Don't look at it!" He pleads. "Do not worry, I think it looks nice." He slowly looks at me, "Do you think so?" He says with uncertainty. I nod, "I do. Now, what do they do to you Fifteen?" I ask him. "T-they inject me with drugs that are suppose to help eyesight, that's how I have my red eye. It has improved my sight, but not how they wanted." He pauses and looks nervous. "What have they done to you?"
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The Destroyer
General Fiction"Are you human?" "I was once...but it doesn't really matter because, I cannot remember what it was like." This is the story of Child Experiment 3 also called, the Destroyer. Ever since she was a small child, she was experimented on for the simple re...
