Metanoia
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own HunterxHunter, I'm not that amazing.
Edit: On 19/02/17, again on 23/01/17.
"Insanity: doing the same thing
over and over again and expecting
different results."
-Albert Einstein
"One, two, three. A body drops on the floor. Five, six, seven. Accept your fate, you won't escape. Nine, ten, eleven. Say bye to your so-called heaven."
A child's voice eerily sings, clapping her hands to the beat as others stop to listen. The blonde girl always had the most grotesque rhymes, the other children would sometimes stop to listen.
"That could've been more gruesome," a boy says as he sighs out of disappointment. The boy's name is Blade, well, that's what he always said to the children and the scientists that would stop to listen.
No one pays attention to him though. Blade slowly sits down on the white ground as he thinks of more and more gruesome ways to kill an individual. The other children pace around in their cells, some scratch the walls while others draw things that no child would be expected to draw.
The scientists gave them crayons and papers, maybe so they wouldn't die from boredom. One particular girl hugs her body as close as possible, curled into a corner so no one can see her or acknowledge her existence. She's the newest addition and so far, the sanest out of of them all.
This girl was in the last cell, a cell that was away from the rest for some reason. That sparked curiosity in some children but they couldn't be bothered to talk to the unresponsive girl, they had tried many times but they're attempts were always in vain. She's an odd one, that's what they all thought.
The white door slid open as a scientist with a white lab coat entered. Everything in that room is so painfully white. The walls, the cells, even the clothes that the children wear. It made the girl want to scratch at her eyes, scratch until they bleed.
The scientist walked past all the children as they glared at her or cowered from her presence. The woman kept on heading straight for her target, the girl in the last cell. Many children sighed in relief as she walked past them, glad that they weren't being taken to that room. The girl didn't acknowledge the woman's presence until she opened the door and injected her with a tranquilliser.
The girl only tugged the collar on her neck.
The woman threateningly shook a remote in front of her face, as though challenging her to fight. She had already demonstrated the effect of the remote on other children so the girl knew what to expect. The woman walked out and waited for the girl, leaving the cell open.
They walked to the only entrance that led out of the annoying white room. The dark-haired girl looked at the ground, avoiding making eye contact with the other children. They looked at her with childish curiosity, and at the woman with animosity.
The girl walked out through the entrance when the woman slid the door open. But the woman didn't leave the door open behind her, making sure to close it even though the children were locked in cells.
They walked down a hall and then turned left. They stopped in front of a big white door, it would've been hard to see if there weren't door knobs on it; since it blended in with the rest of the white surroundings. It looked completely innocent for those that had never been inside the room that it hid, but for those that had: it was a nightmare.
The girl sighed as her body shook slightly, so desperate to run away but the tranquilliser had immobilised her so she could only accept her fate. The woman tapped something on a small electronic device next to the door.
The female scientist pushed open the door and waited for the girl to walk in, and then closed the door behind the girl but didn't step in herself. The girl didn't look back, already used to the woman never entering. A man stood by a white table, he wore a white lab coat. It's the same man from last time, and the times before that. He motioned for the girl to sit on the table.
The girl climbed onto the cold table and laid down, breathing evenly and thinking about the moon she hadn't seen for so long. He injected something into her via a syringe, it made her feel like her lungs were set on fire. The child gasped loudly as her eyesight started to become blurry due to the tears that welled up in her eyes.
The man put a needle in her arm which started to make her feel drowsy, it lessened the pain in her lungs but she started to get a headache instead. The girl felt weak, so painfully weak. The dark-haired girl hated that she couldn't do anything right now, hated that she had no memory of anything before this dreadful place.
He kept on injecting her with all different sorts of syringes, they all had different reactions. Some made her hallucinate, others made her feel like throwing up while some hurt so much that breathing became near impossible. The worst part was that she had no physical injury or anything of that sort, it made her feel as though none of it happened in the first place.
The girl felt delusional, it all felt like a sick dream, no, a nightmare. A nightmare that she would never wake from, she wanted it to stop and it had barely begun. The girl had lost track of time but that was only because she never had a chance to see sunlight since waking up in this place. She knew for sure though, that it hadn't been more than a few weeks at most.
The man took out the needles from her arm. Then he took out his small flashlight and flashed it in her eyes. The ravenette winced but didn't struggle, her body didn't have the energy for such movements.
"Do you have trouble seeing sometimes?"
She shook her head slowly, lying would get her nowhere after all. Why is he asking about her eyes of all things?
"That's strange, your eyes turn black at times. Not only your iris but your sclera as well."
The girl blinked, trying to process what he just said. Black, of all colours? That made her sound like the devil's child. But wait! what if the devil is her father? The girl can't remember anything before coming to this place after all, she might just be sent to earth to exterminate all humans.
"This will make your price skyrocket, the really rich ones like weird things."
Weird things? I'm a weird thing? I'm a thing…? What does he mean?
"You're excused now."
The man turned away from her and headed towards a desk with many papers on it, it looked like scientific research. The girl dragged herself off the table and almost dropped on the ground, the ground had never looked so enticing. She just wanted to fall and sleep fore- No! I need to go back now, I might not last long.
The girl looked up with newfound determination, she then walked towards the door, her body shaking a bit. The dark-haired girl turned the door handle and pulled, she walked out and let the door shut behind her. The young girl leaned against the door, taking shaky breaths and closing her eyes for a second.
A lab coat greeted her eyes when. The girl couldn't help the sigh that escaped her mouth. The woman stood with her arms crossed, some of her blonde hair coming loose from a tight bun. Square glasses perched atop her nose, making her look like the perfect example of an intimidating woman.
She looked at the girl with disdain before turning around with inhuman grace. The woman walked with long strides, not caring if the girl caught up or not. The girl struggled to keep up with the woman that was so much more quicker than her. She glared at the woman's long legs before turning to glance at her own short ones.
They walked back to the room with all the children. The blonde woman pushed the door open with a lot more force than necessary. The girl flinched but walked in; while casting her eyes around the huge room. Most of the children appeared to be asleep, some were muttering things. Some were shaking and very few were screaming incorrigible things in unknown languages, the girl could only look at them with empathy.
The woman glared at the children, finding them annoying. She wondered if they ever shut up. After a shake of her head, she continued on with a confident stride. The blonde stopped at the last cell, not understanding why the girl was away from the rest. She looked completely harmless and the same as the other children after all.
The girl walked in and dropped on the uncomfortable bed, eyes closing as soon as her head touched the fluffy pillow. The only thing good about the cell was the pillow. The woman closed the cell and left the room. She didn't know that the room would soon be coated in blood. At least the room wouldn't be so annoyingly white anymore.
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