Il mio nome
"Are you sure you want to give up your daughter for this experiment,"
"Depends how much you are willing to give me for her," She stroked her 5 year old hair a bit too roughly. "If I find the offering too low for my liking, then I'll just sell her on the black market."
The older woman smiled as her child stared at the floor. "I know they would be dying to buy a cute child such as mine."
The doctor looked at the woman with disgust but smiled. "I see,"
"So doc," She picked up her child and squeezed the young child's cheeks, the small girl still made no sound or resisted the abuse, "How much?"
"It depends, is she in good health?" He took out his stethoscope and began to listen to her heart. "Any allergies?"
"She is a picky eater is that a problem?" The mother replied a bit too quick.
"A picky eater?" He pulled back and gave a doubtful look. "Miss that isn't really a problem, children her age tend to have that quality."
"I see," She tried to laugh it off. "So you want her or what?"
"I see no problem with her," He stretched out his arms to take the girl into his arms. The mother complied and smiled. "What is her name?"
"I didn't give her a name,"
"I see," The doctor smiled. "Do you want a name little girl?"
The small child finally made eye contact with the adults in the room, "Voglio che il mio papa," She spoke for the first time in her small voice.
"What?" The doctor was bit surprised. "She speaks Italian?"
The older woman scoffed "Her late father taught her, I rarely spoke to her so I don't mind," She placed her hand on her hip and looked annoyed. "Is that going to be a problem?"
"No, non è un problema," The doctor gave out a wide smile in amusement. "I'll give you $8,000 for your child."~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
She understood what her mother and the man was saying but chose not to say a word. Her father taught her many languages so one day she could be someone in life.
"What a horrible mother," He still held her in his arms as he walked down his clinics basement. "She would have sold you to some sick pervert if I didn't raise my price a bit higher,"
The girl stayed quiet as he placed her on an examination table. "You're lucky I bought you," he laughed as he turned on his equipment. "Or are you,"
She shook in hearing his voice that had changed in to a menacing way. "Voglio che il mio papa,"
"Ah, your dad?" He shrugged and made her lay on the table. "You heard your mom, he's dead isn't he?"
She stared up in to him with blank eyes.
"Ah, I almost forgot," The doctor smiled. "Tuo padre è morto."
Hearing that a second time, she couldn't help but whimper.
"Shhh," he patted her head. "You can cry later."
He began to examine her big round eyes. "That reminds me you have no name, I think I shall name you."
He pondered for a moment and took his clipboard in his hand. "You are my 96th experiment."
He rose from his chair and turned on a light that was further to her left.
Once she saw what was on the wall she felt scared. 'Che cosa,'.
He turned back and saw the small child's horrified face. "Ah, yes all the children were surprised when I showed them my prize possessions."
On his wall were floating organs in containers.
"You know what, you remind me of a boy I preformed an eye transplant too," He smiled at the memory. "He was very quiet at first but once we started he screamed bloody murder,"
Now he was laughing and it hurt her small ears, yet she did nothing, she sat there knowing she could not escape.
"Yes, I just thought of a name," He walked back to her and picked her up in his arms once more. "You will be named Chrome, my 96th experiment!"
She stared back at him with a blank face, her tears had quickly disappeared.
"Now shall we start?"
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"Papa," She ran to a man with dark purple hair.
He turned and smiled as he ran to her as well and picked her up in his warm arms.
"Sì, mio caro?"
"Qual è il mio nome?"
"Nagi, mio Nagi,"