Okay. This is my second fanfiction I've made. This one is about Stein and a little girl named Rose. Rose was an experiment and blah blah blah. Your gonna have to read to find out the rest~ Nya~ Hope you like it don't forget to R&R please. Thank you.
~Stein's point of view~
I was hoping to have a daughter for a long time. Knowing very well that no one would ever love me, I decided to make a daughter as an experiment. I have planned for weeks. No. Make that months, working on the plans. She would look almost like me. Have the same interests. I sighed as I finished another long day of planning. I yawned, now realizing how exhausted I was. I leaned back in my roll chair resting my head on my arms. "So much work. But It'll be worth it." I stood up and retired for the night.
I woke up the next morning on the couch. I never was in my room since it was covered in papers for my experiment I'm working on. I plan on finished the rest of my work and tests today to finally start created my project. I held up a picture I have sketched the night before. It was a small 5 year old girl with white hair just like mine. Her skin would be soft and pale along with smooth. I couldn't wait to have a daughter of my own.
It's been a few more months. I was starting to wonder if people have noticed that I was gone. It didn't matter anyway. I finally finished my experiment. She was complete. Her short, white hair and smooth, pale skin. I sat there and watched the monitor for hours before it slowly started to rise and fall. I heard a small beep noise and smirked. She is alive. I watched her chest rise and fall steadily. My smile grew bigger as she opened her eyes. I had already thought up of the name. It would be Rose. She might not have been born like normal humans, but she has a soul and everything else that a human has and needs to survives.
~Rose's very short POV~
I felt my body twitch just slightly. I was laying on what seemed to be a metal table of some sort. Where am I? I sighed just slightly and breathed slowly. I opened my eyes to see a strange man with stitches on his face looking and smiling at me. Who was he?