Victor stared at the little girl who again came into his room to eat. He even took out a few foods from her fridge that they set up for him and the girl was eating a lot more than he expected.
"Where is that delicious thing from New Year's?" She asked.
"I ate it," Victor said. The little girl was silent and then she continued eating. "Are there others that starve?"
"No." She shook her head. "They were fed well and were also given chocolates but not me." She shrugged. The poor girl was talking and speaking like a grown adult.
"It only means that you are very stubborn." Victor smiled at the little girl.
"I am." She shrugged. "I don't want to do the stuff that they wanted me to do." She sighed and looked at the piece of meat. "Do you want this?" She asked.
"No. It is all yours."
She sighed again and drank her water.
"Just do what they wanted to do." He told her. "That's one way to survive. If ever you want to leave this place."
"Why are you in this place again?" She asked him as she wiped her mouth with the table napkin.
"The same as you."
"They adopt you too?"
He smiled and somehow, he had hope. But if ever he came out here, he's going to kill them all and save the children. Each of them, although they were only paid, he swore that they were going to kill them all. He caressed her long hair and patted her head.
"Little girl, you can come again if I am here. But next time, you have to do what they want so they won't hurt you."
"I will try." She shrugged at him. "Can I have chocolate and ice cream?"
He sighed and looked at his fridge.
"Alright, you can have it. But you can't eat it at night."
He went to his fridge and took out a bar of dark chocolate and a cup of ice cream and gave it to her.
"But I'm eating the ice cream." She said as she pushed her plate and opened the ice cream cup. He watched her eat and then after she's done, she hid the chocolate inside her shirt and left his room. He smiled at the little girl that reminded him of his little sister. He then cleaned up the table, washed the dishes, and threw the trash on the trash can outside his room.
Then, he looked at the little ones who peeked at the door to him. One waved at him. He smiled and he got back inside. He lay down on the bed, sighed as he tried to remember Violet's face.
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Violet was currently busy on how to destroy those nanomites while inside Victor's body. They need magnetic nanomites to disable it. She sighed and shook her head. She needs to work on this program right away. Maybe she needed Viper but somehow, the guy was on a vacation with his girlfriend.
"They are always on vacation." She mumbled. "When will I get mine?"
"Hey, Vi!" She turned her head to Harvey and she realized that even Harvey doesn't have a vacation. "I gave Leon a vacation this week so it's okay with you?"
"Yeah," She shrugged. "It's not like someone's waiting for me home." She said as she faced her computer and started typing. Harvey pulled a chair beside her and sat down.
"So, what do you think?" He asked. "Currently, employees back in the facility of our rival are having their vacation." He shrugged. "They are having so much fun." He leaned on the chair. "There were like over fifty children that survived too and I guess they are giving them treats enough before the actual thing. That's why they are locked in there."
"Poor little kids," Violet mumbled. "I will try hard to create this to save them." She sighed. "I need a smoke."
"Nope." He shook his head as he took out a stick. "This is like an inhaler and vape at the same time. And since it is said to focus, it will help you focus."
"Is this safe?"
"Safer than smoke. You don't smoke at all, bro."
She took the stick and popped it out and sipped on it. Then smoke blows.
"It tastes like mint."
"Yup," he nodded at her. "Made in the USA and somehow, it is effective. I already had the labs check it. It's good."
Then, he put a paper bag over her table.
"Helps you focus more. If you don't want the vape, you can try the drops. You can put it on your drink."
"This won't kill me, right?" She raised her brows and took a sip again. "I like the peppermint." She closed her eyes and sighed.
"You need to meditate too." He stood, reached her head, and kissed the top. "Okay, sissy. I will go now."
"Thanks, bro," Violet said as she checked the paper bag. Harvey left while she started taking out the stuff that he gave to her. "I didn't even notice that you have a paper bag in your hand." She grumbled.
She put on the humidifier. Put the scent that would help her focus and she continues her work. She typed fast and checked the chemicals at the same time. She can program anything and make anything. However, even though they have the antidote, she still needs to make magnetic nanomites to disarm the self-destruction on Victor's bloodstream. She needs to think deeply about what kind of chemical that she's going to use.
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Victor suddenly woke up from a dream. He dreamed of a beautiful lady holding a baby boy who was giggling. He stared at the ceiling for a while and the door opened.
"Victor." A frail voice called. He turned his head to the little girl. "It's on fire." She said. He realized that the alarm was blaring and he quickly rushed outside to find one room on fire a few doors away from him. He quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher, broke the door, and started putting down the fire. After he put down the fire, he looked around and checked the fire alarm. It had been cut off and the children were outside. Some of them cried.
He checked the surroundings and only found dolls burnt on the table with a few other toys
"Who was here?" He asked the little girl who called him. She looked around and a boy, seven years old, stepped forward.
"A girl named Karrie." He said. "I cannot find her anymore."
Victor stopped when he heard something on the closer. He quickly rushed and opened it. Then, the little girl was there sobbing. He quickly pulled her up as the girl wrapped around her arms on his neck. He rubbed her back and looked around the little children. He scanned around and quickly found out that it was intended to burn the child. Now, are they trying to make a fireproof person?
Shortly security came as his eyes burned in anger toward them. He nearly punched one as the people attending the children quickly told them to go back to their room.
"The fuck~~" One scientist grabbed his hair like he failed the experiment. He quickly grabbed the doctor's collar.
"Is this your doing?" he grumbled at him as the Doctor quickly got scared.
"Ah~Victor."
He clenched hard and before anyone knew it, he was already lifting the doctor off the floor using his left hand while he's carrying the poor little girl in his right arm.
"Victor," another doctor called and he pushed the man away as he took out the little girl.
He looked at the children who looked up at him with those wide eyes. He gently put down the little girl and checked her eyes and if she had burned but somehow, she looked normal. But then, there were two bruises on her left arm from injections. He patted the little girl.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"I'm fine." The girl's lips wobbled as she wiped her tears. The frail little girl received this kind of treatment here. He swore, even though he started losing his memories, he would save them.
"No one touches them." He growled at the doctors who tried to touch the kids. He stood and faced them. "You can experiment with me as you want but you have no heart and conscience at all! You even use these children for your selfishness and I hope that the Rossie Empire will smash this facility." He growled at them.
The poor children quickly rushed behind Victor like he was their protector.
"I will train them from now on. It is enough that you injected that shit thing on them."
The doctors looked at each other and shortly, they received a message. He knew that they were monitored all the time. He looked at the camera.
"That's what you want right?" He scoffed. "You want me to become their mentor. Fine." He told Klaus directly.
They all leave except for the female agent who stayed with the children.
"Now," He turned to the children. "We will have changes." He told them.
"Yes, commander!" The five-year-old girl who has been sneaking to his room to ask for food saluted.
He smiled but somehow his chest hurt. He doesn't want them to do stuff like this.. He wanted them to play and do what children do.