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psycho3-blog · 7 years ago

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the lab, p2

((this is a fanfiction now apparently, because i can't really draw it. excuse my grammar or weird ways of writing, im not used to it.))

Matin woke up panting, vision clearing itself slowly as he felt a large pain at his forehead.

He looked around, seeing the white-tiled walls and floor around him, trying to think of where he exactly was.

It surely isn't home, or the bathroom...Besides, it was too cold. Speaking of cold, he looked down, seeing only a light blue hospital gown, except it had some sort of tag.

"#727", wasn't that his locker number...?

He heard a door unlock behind him, not being able to turn his head, Matin felt...paralyzed.

An older, way older man came in the room with a lab coat and carrying some sort of folder with papers.

Wait...he remembers now.

That contract..the paper about the experiments..

he thought he was just dreaming.

But now, it's a reality. A dangerous one.

The man looked at Matin, smiling. He seemed like he was 60 or 70 something since he had so many wrinkles and barely any hair.

"Good morning, Mr. Riverwood."

Matin just stared at the man, waiting for some sort of explanation or further information, yet he didn't really get any. He knew he was in a science lab now.

He needs to get out, but how exactly he doesn't know.

"Don't worry boy, we only planned on one little vial for you. This is our end result. Whitecloud, bring it in."

Oh fucking hell... his teacher, of course. She was in it too.

She brought in a bunch of syringes, scalpels, wait was that a drill?

The instruments were on a special cart, like a table that could be moved around, which was pretty expectable.

The doctor held up a vial which he took out of his pocket and re-examined again. This...liquid...no it was more of a gel...It had such natural colors, like brown, green and a hint of more warmer tones.

But that wasn't the case, that..this goo is going to be stuck into his body and he might die, get poisoned or who knows what!

The doctor was adding a needle at the top of the vial, and some of the mysterious liquid started to spill out.

"Perfect, now we can begin."

Wait what?! Already without making the skin or area numb? Just like that? Oh no, hell no, he had a fear of those things getting inside him.

"But before this, I'd like to explain what this dose is."

Oh what a relief, atleast for now.

"We have had some problems in the city, many crimes have been happening with a few, lets say, our test subjects. They have been terrorising the town little by little, just barely getting in social medias like newspapers or TVs. Yet we don't know if they will start harming out town even worse or not, so we needed something, or someone in this situation to help and fight off specific test subjects. We have had many people like you before, and if I'll be honest, many have died here, and only very few have survived. Which are currently saving our city bit by bit. And you, Mr. Riverwood shall also help us--"

"I DON'T WANT TO HELP YOU!"

Matin yelled at the older man, having enough of this bullshit. He didn't want to be some sort of test subject or melt, or who knows what could happen.

"I'm not, no.. I refuse to do any of this, this shit! I don't want to be in this mess, this is abuse!"

The doctor glared at Matin with a dark look.

"Listen here, boy. We didn't threaten your parents or, aka your father for you. He decided on his own. He just sold you for some money, and how he said "a good cause"."

Good cause? Good fuckin" cause?? His only parent and known family member betrays him for some money?? Matin feel a few tears run down his cheeks, he could barely breathe. This was happening all so fast... He..doesn't want to be here anymore...

"This little dose is the dna and structures of a moth. Something very powerful against our test subject we already assigned you to.

Anyways, don't feel so down. You were depressed your whole life and always were a disgrace to your family. Might as well put you to a better use than just moping around."

Those were the old man's last words before the syringe jabbed into Matin's neck. He let out a blood curling scream, it felt terrible, so painful. It felt like a thousand torches burning his inside so slowly...

He was unable to control his consciousness, and his body went numb and limp, not being able to do anything against it anymore.

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"Dad, why are there galaxies and planets?"

He rose a chuckle, looking at his son.

"Well, we live on a planet, right? And without for example the sun and moon, we wouldn't be able to really work, live or sleep much. The other planets well, are there in the solar system and may serve a different purpose."

"What about stars?"

"Those are big balls made of gas, like the sun. Just smaller of course. But all small things will grow, and give a big help and purpose for everyone and themselves in life. Like you, Mat."

"So am I a star?"

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