Belphegor's POV
"Here. It was supposed to be for Mammon." Xanxus passed me a manilla envelope. I used one of my knifes to slit the top, pouring the paper inside into my hands.
"A personal mission? Ushishishi... Boss must trust me?" I was actually surprised that Xanxus would give me a mission to be completed by one person alone, he usually made someone accompany me to hold me back from killing more people than necessary. As if killing was bad. Phf, killing fucking rocks.
"Shut it, trash. Take the job, leave today at eight." I took Xanxus's sip from his glass of red wine to be a sign that I was dismissed.
"Xanxus truuustssss meeeeeee!" I sang. I closed the office door in time to hear a glass smash against it.
"Awwww, it's my baby Bel's first time going on a mission alone! I'm so proud!" Lussuria popped his head around the corner of the hall from the kitchen. Gaylord. I threw a knife at his head, and he ducked back behind the protection of the wall, my knife vibrating from it's place imbedded next to a coat hanger. First time? No, I've had plenty of times that Levy hid in the car. This shouldn't be any different.
The bed caved in under me as I jumped onto my red king sized bed. I wiped my mouth of left over stew before checking the clock next to my bed. 7:30. Rushing in for peasants. I collected the pages of typed papers off my floor. He really thinks I'm gonna' read all this crap? Too bad Mammon isn't here to read it for me. A word on the fifth page caught my eye.
Overall mission objective:
Collect all medicines and/or other substances. Don't leave anything unchecked.
Kill all the experiments living in the Lab. Take no survivors.
Burn down the remains of the lab.
"Whoo-hoo! Who knew the boss knew me so well?!" I yelled. I pulled my knifes out of their place in the wall. Tonight is going to be fun!
Fran's POV
~ 4 years earlier than previous chapter. Fran, aged 10~
I pressed my ear to the wall of my small room, the walls thin enough that I could just make out the words of my mother talking to a tall man in a black suit who had entered our home a few minutes earlier.
"Can we please see the records?" The voice sounded male. That must be the weird man... What records?
"What do you need them for?" My mother's voice.
"I can't tell you unless he qualifies." He? My father?
"What will happen if he qualifies?"
"That is confidential. All I can tell you is that he will be taken care of."
"You're going to take him away?!" I heard panic in my mother's voice.
"That is what has to happen. Please, ma'am, hand over the records. You don't have authority to keep them from me." I heard the man's voice get forceful, and I was beginning to get scared. What's going on?
"Y-yes sir. H-here they are." I heard my mother open her desk drawer. A rustling of papers followed.
"I appreciate your cooperation." There was silence for a moment. I heard the man dial someone on his phone.
"This is Agent Jaedon. What qualities are you looking for?" I heard a deep voice, but could not make out the muffled speaking through the phone.
"So, blonde, blue eyes?" I gasped, my mind reeling. I was the only one in my family with blonde hair. Me? They're going to take me away?!
"Yup, he fits. Is that all?" I gulped. I sank down on my bed. What are they going to do? I heard my mother start to sob.
"Nooooo no please, you don't understand. Don't do this!" My mother was screaming. I heard a click and the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. The man burst into my room.
"Come with us willingly, or I'll have to use a tranquilizer like I did with your mother." I shook my head backing away from him.
"W-w-what do you w-want?" I whispered. He sighed.
"We are going to send a large amount of money to your family for giving us the papers on your DNA. That is, only if you come willingly." I gulped. My family was the poorest in the neighborhood, and a large sum of money would do a lot to help us out. My mother had anorexia, but we couldn't afford to have her treated. If I could make her feel better...
"H-How m-much?" I asked. The man smiled slightly.
"80,000." I gasped. If just giving myself away could give my mother a better life, I would be happy. We've been barely living, I was just a burden. I might as well give her something for taking care of me.
"Okay." I said. The man nodded and clasped onto my shoulder.
"Let's go." I got up on shaky feet and followed him out of the house, not bothering to take a last look at my mother. The door closed behind us, and the whole village was outside. They were silent as I was led to a black car, parting ways for me to slip through. I saw two of my friends. I gave them a small nod, and their bottom lips began to tremble. A girl who had a crush on me was silently sobbing into her mother's dress. I slipped into the backseat of the car, and we zoomed away. I looked back, and saw dozens of sad, scared faces staring back at me. I looked forward again, and put my face in my hands and cried.
The building looked like a jail. It was tall and wide, with wide windows covered with strong bars. I was pushed out of the car violently and skidded on the blacktop. I winced in pain as the man tugged on my hair, pulling me up into a standing position. He motioned for me to begin to walk forward, and I struggled towards a tall gate topped with barbed wire. The man walked up to a buzzer and punched in a code.
"This is Agent Jaedon reporting with the test subject you requested." The gates opened with a screeching noise, and I was shoved forwards.
"Keep walking until you get to a metal door. Someone will be there for you." I nodded, and the gate closed. Test subject? Blood was running down my legs and palms from being thrown out of the car, and I winced as I pulled a pebble from my knee. Tears continued to streak down my face as I walked on the gravel road to the unnamed building. As I walked, I thought I saw slithers of movement in the shadows. I also heard drips and crunches, not sure if I really wanted to know what it was. I saw something on the road up ahead, and I looked to go inspect it. Oh my god. I screamed as I stumbled backwards, tripping on the ground, scrambling away from the object despite the pain in my hands. I could hear my heart beating in my ears, and I could barely breath. Maybe I should run away into the parts on either side on the road, see how far I could get... I remembered the slithering I saw before and dismissed the thought. I got up and closed my eyes as I walked passed the half-decayed human corpse lying in the middle of the walkway.
Belphegor's POV
"It's fucking 8:15 why are you still here trash?!" Xanxus yelled.
"The prince can stay as long as he wants. Or do you want to have the second floor all to yourself and Squaaaalooooo...Ushishishi..." I heard Xanxus roar and I sprinted out of the Varia household and into a car I had ready. I gunned the engine and the car skidded before rushing down the road. I saw a blast of fire erupt from the second floor window, and I laughed. The prince leaves with a bang. The drive was rather boring, as I had no driver to poke and terrify with my knifes, and no Mammon to talk about Xanxus and Squalo's secret relationship with. I twirled one of my knifes inbetween my thumb and index finger. I checked the map on the seat next to me and cursed. I spun the car around for the tenth time and began to go back the direction I came from.
By 10:30, I finally got on the correct highway.
"The prince was just testing the car's endurance, that's all." I said aloud. The map had a small star sticker right were the lab was supposedly, and the highway mad it mostly there, and then I had to branch of on another turn pike. If I fucking miss that, I'm just going to kill someone. I cheered up quite a bit when I remembered that I actually, could kill someone in just a few minutes.
Fran's POV
~Still 4 years earlier. Fran, still aged 10~
When I finally reached the metal door, I didn't know whether to be relieved or horrified. What I saw before I can never un-see... and I can't even imagine what might be right inside this door. Before I could dwell any longer, the door swung inwards. A tall man in a white lab coat greeted me. He motioned for me to come in, and I had no choice but to follow him inside. As soon as I was inside, the door swung shut, and the tall man fastened several dead-bolts.
"What is your name?" He asked, taking out a clip-board. He began to walk down the long hallway, and I followed.
"Fran." I said. My voice cracked from the tears and my screams. He didn't say anything, but kept looking at me, then writing things down.
"Such a perfect specimen..." He mumbled. Specimen?! Is that what I am now?
"How did Verde catch wind of him..." I wanted to smack the doctor and tell him that I was a human being, that I was alive, not some science experiment. I didn't, not only because I was tired and hungry, but because I was afraid of the consequences in this place. We turned and continued walking until we got to an elevator, and he inserted a key into the down button before pressing 'V= Ex. Absorb'. An elevator came to us almost immediately, and he pushed me into it.
"Your assigned scientist will meet with you." The elevator doors closed, and my ears popped as I shot downwards.
Even before the elevator doors opened, I could hear moans and cries. My body shook in fear and I slumped forwards. I didn't even notice when the doors opened. I snapped up when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"You are number 2669. You are my assigned subject. You will do what I tell you unless you want to face serious punishment." Well hello to you too. The scientist was also wearing a white lab coat, but he was had a surgeon mask on and plastic gloves. I followed him obediently. We stopped in front of a door labeled '2669'.
"You will stay here until we feel like letting you out." I didn't say anything, but I felt like screaming. I felt like screaming and crying and running away, to where I don't know, but away. The scientist opened the door to the room and motioned for me to go inside. He slammed the door behind him.
"Verde will meet with you soon." The room was white, with a white cot and a toilet with a tiny sink. A mirror was installed on the wall, along with a toothbrush and toothpaste. I sat down on the cot and screamed into the white pillow. The room seemed insulated, as I could not hear any of the sounds I heard before. I screamed and cried for what seemed like hours until I heard someone open the door. I saw my reflection in the mirror, and I looked like a broken rag doll. I haven't even been here a day...
"I need to congratulate Agent Jaedon on bring such a wonderful specimen!" A turned towards the door, and saw a skinny man with green hair and wide circle shaped glasses. He clapped his hands, but I remained still.
"Well, you do know why you're here by now, right?" I nodded. He crouched in front of me and spread his arms wide, indicating the objects in the room.
"All of the objects in this room will be removed one by one if you show that you aren't suitable to use them, and objects will be added if you behave and do what your scientist tells you." I didn't think he needed an answer to that. So, you're basically saying that as long as I don't try to commit suicide, than everything's okay. I understand. The man from before, apparently my scientist, walked in.
"Verde-san, what are you prescribing for 2669?" He asked. Prescribing? Oh yah, I'm a test subject. Sorry, I might have forgotten for a second there. I suddenly caught myself. When did my thoughts become so... sarcastic?
"Let's see..." Verde reached out and took a lock of my hair. He then looked deep into my eyes, and I looked passed him and into the mirror behind him.
"Let's do my favorite color, green." He said. He stood up from his crouching position and walked out of the room.
"Give him his first pill today." My scientist, whom I decided to call Charles, scribbled on his clipboard before hurrying out of the room. I lay down on the mattress and closed my eyes. Just this morning I was with my mother, eating cereal and laughing, worrying about the test coming up the next day. Here I am now, just witnessed a human corpse, worrying if I'm going to survive another day. My body was exhausted, and even in the current curcumstances, I fell into a fitful sleep.
I woke with a start, Charles leaning over me.
"Time for your pill." I blinked for a second, and he pulled over a small desk with a tiny cup with a large green pill and a cup of water. I reached for the pill, but Charles swatted my hand away.
"Open your mouth." I did, and he placed the pill on my tongue. A shock went through me from where the pill was on my tongue, and I shuddered. He handed me the cup, and I swallowed the pill.
"One of those everyday, plus injections of..." Charles rattled on and on, but I wasn't listening. Suddenly, I felt like my insides where exploding, I screamed and collapsed on the floor, writhing and shaking, screaming and screaming, pain so great I forgot who I was.
"That's expected. I love seeing the pain." Charles said. He exited the room and left a small amount of water. After what felt like hours of pain, it finally stopped. As soon as it had begun, it stopped. I was a sweaty, cold mess on the floor. I managed to get myself off the floor and to the sink, where I splashed cold water on my face. I looked in the mirror. Are my eyes a little bit... darker? I opened my eyes, but the weird color didn't change. My eyes went to my hair, and I stopped short. Are the roots of my hair light green?! I shook my head. Must be some trick of the light. I laid down on the cot and closed my eyes, clutching my pillow in my hands. "Let's do my favorite color, green."