How Much Pain Should I Show on My Face?
By: Bernadette
Author's Note: Take pleasure from reading a story of mine, I hope it would fit to your taste of fiction and not to disappoint you at all. Standard Disclaimer applies to all Chapters within this story.
Prologue: Darkness Overcomes Thee
"Experiment 7037. Loel previously known as Kanashii Aishou has been functioning as predicted."
"Her body is reacting to the poisons better than we had anticipated from before, also adding on to the information, her body seems to be growing stronger and her immune system seems as if it's working to create an antidote for the concoction we had injected into her." A strong sounding voice stated as a matter-of-factly.
A figure encased in darkness chuckled softly. Emerald orbs shimmered with absolute maliciousness. At the figure's appearance, the room was instantly shrouded in a devastatingly evil aura. Those same emerald orbs changed into a hue of a dazzling hue of gold.
"Excellent work. Loel-chan has a bit to catch up to, especially since she's been gone for an immense period of time. I would love to see how much she has matured in her mind. It'll be terrible if she's not as advanced as we first thought she'd be," the owner of the ever-changing eyes stated.
The figure emerged from the shadows; he had shoulder-length snow-white hair and two tattooed dots hovering over his thinly outlined black eyebrows. His expression was blank, as if he didn't care or was just emotionless to the current situation. In a way, he was detached from this situation, only revealing certain aspects of emotion.
"Apparently, she would need to prove herself before we send her out. If this experiment proves exceptional for Masters standards, then she would be near to perfection. A beautiful woven doll," a fellow scientist commented lightly. It almost seemed as if he was trying to make small talk with the ashen haired male.
"Yes, a very lovely doll, a puppet acting only when it's told to do."
The scientist held in his shock, a bit skeptical of the wan-haired male's statement. How unnerving to hear someone say such things, especially when the speaker embedded an emotion almost to graphic to place. It almost sounded like it crashed from obsession, love and sadness.
A male with gray-silver hair admired the situation before him, his olive-colored lips expressing a small smirk. It seemed as if the ashen-haired male was getting too attached with the experiment. How precious was this information to know? He knew the only person that this male had expressed emotion to be in fact, Orochimaru and no one else.
"Ukon, it would be imperative for you to leave. I suspect Orochimaru-sama would be expecting you alongside the Sound Five," the emerald-eyed male remarked coolly.
Ukon flinched as he was directed to. He seemed rather intimidated by the emerald-eyed male, but he did not say anything out of spite. He merely, quite uncharacteristically chuckled and proceeded his way out of the room. He was satisfied from what he knows and he'd act on that bit of information later.
As Ukon left the room, the level-headed male turned his attention back to the woman floating from within the tube of mixed chemicals and water, seeming almost mesmerized by the simple details etched into the females figure.
'A dangerous creature created by my hands and Orochimaru-samas. A delicate creature ready to spite the world alongside Orochimaru and I.' He thought, a small content smile a place on his thin lips.