`I look blankly at the screen.
"Oy! Glasses, look check this out."
Great I could already see him waving the magazines even with my bad vision. Cigarette in his mouth as usual, Gokudera called me over to probably look over some photo shopped image about some creature in the Tabloids. If my predictions were right, this would include arguing with me for at least half an hour about its canonicity. Sigh, I had to admit that probably happened pretty constantly.
"Hey I told you plenty of times already smoking is not allowed in this area!"
The famous glare of his was already on his face. Frankly Gokudera had scared me before. I remember at the beginning of working here, how badly this guy used to freak me out. So much I probably would have crawled underneath tables, if my stomach wasn't bursting into pain as soon as he looked my way with that "I'll Kill You" glare. But after knowing him for a long time, I realized he was weird. Really weird. The guy was obsessed with the supernatural, unnatural, strange, alien-related, sci-fi, and lastly mythical. He had constantly chased after "creatures" and only did certain projects that had a somewhat relation to his cause. But instead of getting mad as usual he just shoved the magazine into my face. "Looks like they discovered Some Creature " After staring at scales, and forelegs. I come to the conclusion...
"Hey Gokudera, this is photo-shopped. You can clearly see by the scales and the forelegs."
"Bullshit!" He yells after getting into a frenzy. After yelling for a bit, he stops and thinks for a few moments.
"I actually have one of these." I just watch with a stare as he walks to the back of the lab, throwing papers all over the place. I just hope I don't have to clean this up later. Then he walks toward my direction with some covered cage the size of a hamster cage.
"See. I named it Rupert." He answers flinging off the cover.
Oh God, w-what is that? My stomach begins to hurt just staring at the thing. The Rupert, or whatever it's called, it's so disgusting. Some kind of rodent or serpent type of thing, or whatever, i-it's just disgusting!
"Hey what's wrong Glasses?"
" I-I'm not 'Glasses', never mind, j-just get that stupid thing out of my sight..."
Rupurt just makes an indescribable noise that could only be close to
" GUUUAAAAH"
"Rupurt! Damnit."
Gokudera just walks out with cage, paying no heed to me. Looks like there was something wrong with the thing from what I infer about from his annoyed grumbling. Well at least I don't have to see that thing, again. I let a sigh of relief, and return back to the tanks. I glance at two bodies floating in the separate tanks.
The Notorious Projects M69 and B100.
Mukuro Rokudo and Byakuran.
The two had when they were first created after a few weeks apparently had felt humans were unworthy and unfit to rule this world. One had planned to completely dispose of this world, specifically humans. The other one had gone for a more tyrannical path. He felt since we humans were weaker, he apparently was more fit to rule this world than we were. Fortunately the two were both stopped by T27, a newer project at the time that was led by Gokudera and a few other people. It was just amazing how that small skinny boy had been able to defeat the two all by himself.
Who right at the moment was being watched by one of the technoneers since T27 was friendly, and would never hurt any of the guys on the floor. T27 would even walk towards us and talk to us. Although Spanner complained that the kid had constantly bothered him while he was working, and would only play video games all day. But he seemed to have an attachment to Tsunayoshi-Kun.
I turn to monitor on to check the regulation on breathing, and other health concerns from being in the water tank. Everything appears to be normal. Although I see B100's wings twitch a bit. Pure white like an angel's. It's was a bit of a joke between us, er geeks. Long time ago in the development stage, or far back in college, one of our guys had actually sat down with paper and color pencils and paper create the designs for B100 and M69, who were originally twin characters for a comic. Mukuro was supposedly the darker anti-hero of the two.
While Byakuran was designed to look more angelic he was the main villain of the comic. So as a joke, when we had actually created the two in the lab a while back, we extracted the DNA of a bird and gave Byakuran angel wings, and extracted bat DNA to give Mukuro demon wings. Sometimes I wondered why they even keep these two alive in the water tanks if they were hostile. I had no control of M69, he was completely under the director's decisions since the original creator and team were unknown and were deceased. I dare not touch B100 since everyone on my team would probably start a riot against me. Despite the actions of B100 everyone on the project, except me since I never meet him, adored him.
I mean sure I had enough power and I could call for the order, but everyone would probably give me trouble and probably be against me for the rest of the time here. The thought irritates so much my stomach throws a fit. I get the feeling something is watching and turn around. B100's eyes meet mine. Usually everything that floats in the tanks their eyes are shut close. It's definitely an abnormality for any subject to have open eyes. The eyes are a deep purple, and stare in curiosity at me.
I don't know why but I'm filled with a overfilling feeling of anxiety. My stomach churns in response to my growing anxiety. I-I shouldn't be nervous. There's no way B100 or M69 can get out of the water tank. And if they can't get out of the water tank…There's possibly no way they can hurt me, right? The eyes eerily follow me no matter where I turn. I grab my stuff and head for the door. I check the clock. My shift's up for the day, so I can leave when I want. I'm glad to finally leave the purple eyes that follow me.
Hah, I know I created about two new words here. Um thanks for reading so far. I'm glad if you liked it...I have such a phobia of uploading fanfics now. I guess I have nothing left to say then I wrote this when I was extremely hungry...in a library.
