Tick, tick, tick. Vexen tapped his fingers eagerly in perfect symphony with the sound of the ticking clock in the background, and almost let out an aspirated sigh of frustration as he stared at the still form laying on the table in the near middle of his lab. He rarely got like this over anything, but when he did it was obviously something extremely serious, which this most certainly was. See, Xemnas had asked for Vexen to do this, and should he fail he had a high chance of becoming a dusk. The problem for him though, was that this experiment had been much more difficult then any of his previous ones. He had indeed made replica's before, only this time Vexen had only a picture and barely any DNA to go by, therefor creating this replica had been mostly based of what he had been told about her and theories.
She had soft dark purple hair that could've been mistaken for black if you didn't give it a second glance, her skin was extremely pale, almost white in fact, which indicated that the original hadn't gotten very much sunlight in their life. How she would act, her powers, all of that were just a random gamble and so chances are he had screwed up severely somewhere in the process, which would only further explain her delayed awakening.
Vexen was still somewhat confused on why exactly Xemnas had wanted this girl in the first place, but hadn't questioned orders. She was a tiny thing, frail, and didn't look too healthy either. If she did have to fight, then the organization would honestly be better off using Demyx, seeing as he could actually put up a fight, just more or less tried to avoid it.
Suddenly The experiments' grip on the table tightened, and she seemed to not be able to breath. This wasn't the first time this had happened, and thus Vexen didn't rush himself, and instead calmly stood and walked over to her, being sure to grab a large needle filled with a pale red substance on his way over. Grabbing her arm he easily removed her grip from the table, pulling her body up slightly from the table, and sank the sharp single pronged item tip into her vein, then slowly pressed down, releasing the needle's content into her blood stream. After a few moments the experiment returned to it's normal half conscious state, and at this time Vexen slowly pulled the needle from her vein, a droplet of blood formed and then slowly trailed down her arm, followed by another, and another branching off in slightly different directions each time occasionally then dripping to the floor. She seemed to still have a tight grip on Vexen's wrist, and was now tightly pressed up against him seemingly conscious.
Her eyes flickered for a moment, then opened to reveal soft and hazy pale violet eyes. Vexen at first simply didn't notice this, because she was gazing over his shoulder, firmly concentrating on the wall behind them. Her breath came out at a normal pace now, and the realization hit Vexen like a rock when he noticed. He pulled away from the girl, and gazed her, almost in a relieved way. He had succeeded, the experiment had lived, and didn't seem to have any physical problems. She blinked questioningly at him, as if to ask a thousand questions at once.
"Experiment 7-2-8," Vexen seemed to be breathless as he spoke, and dropped the needle which landed on the floor with a gentle sound that resembled a pen dropping. "From here on out you are going to be addressed to by 'Kiri'." Kiri nodded half heartedly, her eyes darting around the room taking in the odd and new surroundings. There was another few moments of thick silence, her eyes began to focus on Vexen, they were filled with the sick look of caution and distrust.
'Who are you?' They seemed to ask, almost fearfully as they stared into Vexen's green ones.
"Vexen, I'm ranked number IV in organization 13, your creator." In response to this Kiri nodded meekly, but there was still a sense of suspicion lurking.
"Mmm, I'll have to report your awakening to Xemnas," Vexen muttered to himself. "Kiri, Stay put here while I'm gone, understand?" The very last thing that Vexen needed at this time was for his experiment to run off and enrage someone like Saix or Xaldin, which would most certainly end up with her demise. Kiri nodded again, and released her now weak grip on Vexen's wrist. She was looking around at the surroundings more, her eyes and face now held a curious yet childish look. Vexen sighed heavily at her Naive behavior then turned and headed for the door, looking back only momentarily to see Kiri busily examining the table she had been unconscious on only moments ago. He smirked closing the door behind him, if she was already absorbed with investigating her surrounding and attempting to figure out how everything in her few minutes of life had come to be, then despite how naive she already seemed, she couldn't be too horrible.
Kiri bent down picking up the fallen needle the man called Vexen had been holding when she had came to, then glanced down at her aching arm, there was a thin trail of blood branching off in different directions, it was barely being fueled by a pin sized hole leading into her vein; although she was sure that the blood flow had been faster earlier considering the tiny droplet marks on the floor. She placed the needle on the counter beside her then started prodding at the other lab supplies. Her eyes though continued to be distracted by a large beaker filled with a clear liquid that almost appeared to be water, although any person with common sense could tell it wasn't.
Gently picking up the beaker she sniffed at it, the scent was a combination of the scent of earth, and the scent of what sugar tasted like. She plucked out a strand or two of her hair, curious to test to see if she would get a reaction from the liquid, and then lowered them into the beaker. She waited for only a second before the liquid around the hair bubbled, and then dissolved the hairs altogether turning the liquid a slight purple tint. Returning the beaker to the counter Kiri looked around eagerly for something else to use. She ran her fingers over a thin sheet of a white mineral nearby, which she confirmed as a thin sliced piece of pure quarts. Picking it up and dropping it in the beaker she watched it fizz, and slowly dissolve away into the liquid causing her to giggle slightly. By this time Kiri had found out the liquid was some sort of acid, and she was determined to find an item that would either not dissolve, or an item that would create a bizarre result. She also glanced at the storage of chemicals, some of the names she knew from somewhere, while others she had never heard of in her life. She made quick work of gathering them, then placed them in a small collection beside an empty beaker.
Vexen watched from the door way as Kiri began mixing the Chemicals from his lab. He had returned not that long ago and would've alerted the girl, but when he caught sight of her experimenting he couldn't help but want to see what would happen as a result. If possible, Vexen could've been angered by her doing this, but instead he just held a false sense of curiosity.
Sensing a presence behind her Kiri turned around to look at the door, there stood Vexen, who was watching her movements closely. Shock placed itself on her face and she hurriedly set down all the chemicals she had been using. Vexen snickered, knowing immediately how intimidated his creation currently was and then decided to provoke her further to see the results.
"Kiri, did I say you could touch my lab equipment?" He asked coldly, staring her down. Kiri looked at the ground, not wanting to meet his gaze, and shook her head slightly to confirm that he hadn't told her she could.
"Then why is it that you're using them hm?" Vexen approached the lab table, making Kiri almost go into a state of panic. She backed away from him quickly, simply not answering Vexen's question. Continuing to walk forward Vexen soon cornered Kiri, grinning with a fake cruel glint in his eyes.
"I believe I asked you question." Kiri was now trembling slightly, she was truly afraid that the very person that created her was going to injure her greatly as a form of punishment. Seeing this, and being content with it Vexen laughed, and pulled away from the trembling girl. Kiri was now filled with confusion,
'what is it that has amused this man so greatly?' she thought looking up at him.
"But, Kiri why is it that you were using my lab supplies? I am fine with you using them but it causes great curiosity in my mind on why you would want to." Kiri's face grew a small amount of color in it, she was blushing slightly which made Vexen raise an eyebrow. "Hm?" Kiri opened her mouth to speak, to answer that simple question, but she seemed to not be able to. She could form the words, but she just couldn't seem to project him. Vexen watched her continuing attempts at speaking, and then realized a sickening fact. This replica wasn't completed yet. This replica was a mute.