I decided I would try to write a story that has actual chapters rather than having it just be one big thing. This is mainly due to how long it's going to be. I mean, there is over 7,000 word for the first chapter. I have a feeling I will be able to update it pretty quickly, as I can write about 5,000 words in a few hours usually, I just need to have something to write. This doesn't have much of a plot to it, it's basically just a story of Stein going to the academy. Sorry if he seems a little wimpy now, I decided I was going to add in his more sadistic and tough side more and more as he trains. I really hope I did well with the dialogue, that's what always gets me. Please review and tell me how it is, I would really appreciate it. I tried my best, I really think this is going to turn out really well.
Not Strange, Just Different
Chapter 1- Stein's First Day At the Academy
It was little Franken Stein's first day at the academy and he didn't really know what to expect. His father was the best meister to have graduated at that point, and he figured some of his talents would be genetically passed onto him. He suggested that he should go to the DWMA to train, he believes that he has great potential. What they don't realize yet is just how much potential he really has.
At the time, all the 12-year-old boy really did was read. He constantly read stuff out of Biology, Chemistry, and Physics textbooks, this is what interested him. Not playing with artificially dyed plastic toys that have, in essence, no use at his age. Most of the developement that happens from playing with toys should have happened by now, so he didn't really see any point in it. He was always in his room with the door shut and locked.
His room was usually rather dark, as it had no windows, only a few lamps to add some light. It was just enough to be able to read, but it did strain his eyes a little bit, perhaps that's why he needed glasses as he got older. His room was rather bare, only containing a bed, a chair, a desk, the lamps that were mentioned earlier, some bookshelves, a waste bin, and of course a closet. His walls were a very light grey, and his floor was a dark wood. The boy's sheets were plain white, just like his pillow, and were covered by a black comforter. There were two sources of color, however, his waste bin and chair. The waste bin was a medium green, and his chair was completely green. Almost like the chair he has as an adult, just without the white and the stitches. He didn't usually use his bed because he never really went to sleep by choice. Most nights he would just end up falling asleep at his desk while reading, which annoyed him to no end because he claimed it to be "a waste of time", much like I do.
The silver-haired boy's choice of clothes were plain just like his room. It was a gray long sleeved shirt with a pair of shorts being the same color, along with boots. His mother tried to get him to wear the same colorful clothes all the other boys wore, but he didn't care for them much, and luckily his father agreed, so he didn't have to wear them. Him and his father are very similar, they are basically the same. Him and his mother, however, are complete opposites. When his father told her that he would be enrolling in the academy, she was just thankful that he would finally be meeting some children his age, rather than sitting in his room all day.
When walking to the academy on his first day, Stein began wondering what the other kids would be like, as he hasn't made much contact with other human beings besides his parents up until this point. He wondered if they would be okay to be around, or if they would be annoying and bothersome. He wondered what they would look like. He didn't know how they would act towards him, if they would be nice or mean. He would just have to figure all of this out when he got there.
He wasn't overly thrilled about going, but he was excited about learning. He had heard some of his father's stories of when he went on missions, they were always exciting. He wanted to learn how to defeat people like his father could, he wanted to become strong. Right now he was a little wimpy, but only physically. He didn't have much fat on him, or muscle. He knew he would have to build his strength over time. He then suddenly noticed he was at the stairs leading up to the academy.
He began walking up the long staircase, noticing all the other kids at the top. They were... different, not like him. They, of course, were wearing the brightly colored clothes. There skin had actual color to it, it looked softer. And their hair was different as well. No one's was gray, all black, brown, blonde, or red. They all seemed to be talking to each other, they seemed to be enjoying it. One thing he noticed was that they were in little groups. What group would he go to? Would he have a group at all? He tried to not think about that, his priority was training, not talking to people.
As he got to the top of the stair case, people began to notice him. They all started to stare, like there was almost something wrong with him. Stein saw that everyone was looking at him, so he glared at them. They seemed to not like that, as they all quickly looked away at just about the same time. They soon began talking to each other once again. But this time instead of it being casual conversations, the topic became Stein.
"Look at him, he's so.. plain," One girl said to the other people in her little clique. The others quickly began adding their own opinion onto her's.
"Oh I know, I mean look at his hair. It's gray, who has gray hair?"
"And his clothes too. Could he look any more boring?"
They all started laughing to each other, which Stein heard. He ignored them all as he reminded himself of the reason why he was there. He couldn't let himself get caught up in that, it would just waste his time. From what he could conclude so far, they were mean. But that didn't bother him much. He went to the main office to get his schedule, he just wanted to get to his room and get started. After waiting a few minutes he was on his way to his room, walking down the long hallways inside the building. The people in the office were nice, maybe that's just how adults were, and kids were different. There weren't many people in the hallways yet so he didn't really have to deal with anyone.
Once he got to his room, he noticed there was not that many people inside. There was just the professor and five students. The professor had short black hair, and he wore a white suit. Plain colors, that pleased him. At least it wouldn't be annoying to look at the teacher, that would be the worst. All of the students didn't really pay much attention to him, just kept on talking. They were basically the same as the kids outside when it came to appearance.
Everyone sat on the right side of the room, so he decided he would sit on the left at the front of the room. He wanted to be as up close as possible so he could see better. He didn't really have much with him, just the pencil, folder, and notebook that the office gave him. Lucky for him, they gave him a green folder and notebook and a plain yellow pencil.
A few people noticed him sitting there alone, but they didn't really say anything about him or do anything about it. They probably just figured he was shy. The professor said that class was going to begin, so they would all need to get quiet.
Stein opened up his notebook, just incase he would need it. But he didn't.
"Okay class, since this is our first day we won't really be doing anything. I am just going to go over the guidelines and rules that the academy has. Then, we will go over my rules. Okay?" He said this in a stern tone, he seemed to take this stuff pretty seriously. No one really responded, but a few people nodded their heads.
"First of all, you never..." Stein didn't really want to hear about guidelines, he figured they would be useless. So he just began thinking.
"Is this what it's going to be like all year? Is everyone like the kids I saw outside?" He kept pondering things in his mind, not really having a real objective. Before he knew it, the class was almost over. He figured he would listen to the ending of the class, he could pay attention for a little bit.
"Tomorrow we will really get started, we will begin talking about soul wavelengths. You will need to find a partner to work with. Meisters will need to find a weapon, and weapons will need to find a meister that can wield them. For the meisters, you might have a preference of what kind of weapon you might want, but this won't matter. What will matter is if your wavelengths are compatible or not. And like I said, we will get into that tomorrow," When the professor finished saying this, he thought "Anything will be better than this. We need to do something, not sit and listen to someone recite rules."
"Class is dismissed, I am assuming I will see you all tomorrow. Have a nice day," As he said those last words in his usual bland, "I would rather not be here right now" tone, Stein began to gather his things together. He supposed he could have done this earlier, but the thought hadn't occurred to him then. After putting his notebook into his gray shoulder bag, he watched the kids leave the classroom.
They all were in the same groups as they had been previously before class started when they left. They seemed to be enjoying each others company, but Stein couldn't really understand why. He didn't get the whole concept of connecting to people. The professor was still in the room, but pretty much ignored him. He did, however, glance up at the silver-haired boy for a quick second before looking back down at his dirt bike magazine. Dirt bikes, really?
Stein then got up and quietly walked out of the room, his feet barely making a single sound. The fact that he didn't make any noise surprised the professor. But he didn't think anything of it though, as Stein left through the door he quickly continued his previous activity.
He then went through the majority of the day, basically being the same as his first class. One thing that he did notice is that there was only one kid that he had every single class with. It was a red-headed boy dressed in black. He seemed to be pretty quiet, but he did talk a little. When he did talk, it was mainly to guys and a little to girls. He seemed to like them for some odd reason. He didn't seem like he was a bad person, he was okay.
When it came to be time for the student's lunch break, Stein walked into the cafeteria. As he did this, a sensation rushed over him. Was it fear? He wasn't entirely sure, but it wasn't pleastant at all. That much he did know. Everyone seemed to be in a bunch of groups, just like it had been all day. The people in the groups seemed to be the same, but different from the people in the other groups.
He quickly found the area that had the least people and sat down. He didn't get any food, as he wasn't much of an eater. Instead, he pulled out a book on molecular and ionic bonds. At that moment he was very thankful that he had brought something.
People noticed him, and started talking about him again. But this time they were a little more discreet about it, so he never noticed. He probably wouldn't have anyway since he was practically lost in his book.
Just when he finished an article, the red-headed kid from earlier came over and sat in front of him. It was just good timing I guess. When Stein saw the red and black object enter the top of his field of view, he looked up from his book. He realized that it was the kid he had been with all day, and was confused as to why he would be there. The boy quickly broke him out of his thoughts as he began to speak.
"Hey, what are you doing sitting all alone here?" His voice seemed to be soft, but not too soft. It wasn't very loud either, but it was still easily audible.
"I don't really know anyone, so I figured I would read," Stein said this in a bland tone, not really interested in conversing with the kid in front of him.
"Oh, what are you reading?" This kid did want to talk, which kind of confused Stein. He didn't understand why he wanted to talk to him, they didn't even know each other. But he didn't want to be rude, so he would respond to the boy's questions.
"It's just a book on molecular and ionic bonds," He didn't say much, but he didn't really need to, he only needed to answer his questions. It didn't really matter though, the other kid didn't seem to mind coming up with stuff to say.
"Molecular and ionic bonds? Isn't that what people that are a little older read?" He seemed confused as to why he would be reading a book of such an advanced level.
"I don't really see much of a purpose in reading fictional stories, I prefer to learn. In particular, I like to learn about science."
"Oh, okay. Well, I need to talk to you about something," He seemed like he needed something from him, but Stein had no clue what it could be. He wanted to know.
"Okay, what is it?" His answers were always straight and to the point, I guess it would make it rather easy to talk to him. It wouldn't take much thinking to get what he was saying.
"I noticed that we have all the same classes together, and I know how you're a meister," Stein quickly interrupted.
"And?" He seemed to be a little impatient to hear what he had to say. He just wanted to get it over with.
"Well.. I am a weapon.. and I was wondering if you would like to be my partner?" This boy seemed to be a little nervous about asking him, and Stein could tell. It gave him a little pleasure seeing this boy be nervous, the look on his face. On purpose Stein waited a bit before answering, that way the boy would freak out even more. After what seemed to be minutes, he finally answered.
"Sure, I don't see why not. I don't have a partner yet, and you don't seem like you're all that bad," The boy seemed to be relieved, which made Stein feel a little upset.
"Thank you so much, I promise I will work hard. My name is Spirit Albarn, by the way."
"Hello Spirit, my name is Franken Stein," Spirit seemed to almost recognize his name a little, confusing him slightly.
"You're Franken Stein? Wait, isn't your father the best meister to have ever graduated from here?" There seemed to be a little bit of excitement in his voice from this.
"Yes, he is," Stein didn't really see why this was such a big deal to him.
"Oh wow, what does he do when he isn't on missions?" For some odd reason Spirit was really intrigued by this man, so he would continue to answer his random questions.
"He is a scientist. He examines different animals by doing something called dissection. He said I could try it once I get a little older, but I don't see why I would have to wait," Stein seemed to being pondering the reason in his mind, while Spirit was trying to think of what dissection even was.
"What's dissection?" Stein seemed both shocked and confused at the fact that he didn't know what this was. He will definitely know what it is later..
"It is when you take a specimen, of course organic, and you cut it open. Once you cut it open with what you call a scalpel, you can analyze the inside of the organism," This kid seemed to know a lot about it for having never done it before. So, Spirit asked how he knew about it.
"How do you know that much about it if you have never done it before?" Stein quickly answered this boy's question, yet again.
"I have watched my father do it many times. Right now I just watch, but I will get to try it eventually," He really seemed like he was anticipating this.
"Oh, okay. Sounds interesting," Spirit began looking at the girls sitting across the room, and they began waving to him. He really seemed to like them.. a lot.
"You seem to take an interest in those girls, what do you like about them so much?" Stein seemed to be really confused as to why he would even take the slightest interest in them, so he wanted to find out. Spirit gave him a "what's wrong with you?" kind of look before answering him.
"Are you kidding? Look at them! They look like angels.." During his last few words he seemed to drift off into a daydream. Stein didn't get how he could be attracted to someone's looks in anyway, so he just began to read as he muttered something like "sure". This instantly snapped Spirit back into that shocked look he had when Stein had asked him the question.
"What do you mean sure? Don't you think they're beautiful?" He seemed almost panicked as he asked those questions.
"Not really. I just don't see what is so great about them. They are just people," He said this in a very bland tone, confusing Spirit to no end. The only thoughts going through his head were "How could he think that! Is he serious! What's wrong with him?". Although, not many people shared this opinion as strongly as Spirit did.
"Would you shut your mouth already? You look like an idiot," As Stein said this, he realized that his mouth was hanging wide open, his jaw had dropped a few feet. It did make him look rather stupid, he supposed. He quickly rearranged his face, still in shock at the boy's remark about girls.
After Stein had read for a few minutes and Spirit gawked at the girls a little longer, the bell telling them their lunch break had ended rang. Stein casually put his book into his bag, not in any kind of hurry as Spirit stood up and ran over to the girls. "That kid sure is weird, but I can get used to him. At least he isn't rude or anything," Stein thought to himself as he walked to his next class. The hallways seemed so long, like they would never end. When he eventually got into his next class, he walked in to see Spirit surrounded by a bunch of girls, all looking like they had an interest in him as well as he had one in them. Stein sat down in his seat and began to read again while he waited for class to start. One thing that was off though was that there wasn't a teacher in the room. Perhaps they were just running late. Almost as if to end Stein's current thought, a blonde woman of a medium-tall hight walked in.
"Sorry I took so long to get here, I had to make some more copies of the worksheet we will be doing today," A worksheet, a worksheet? "You will complete it within the class period and turn it in to me," After she said this everyone except for Stein began to moan, dreading having to do work. "Oh come one, you guys don't even know what you have to do yet, you bunch of babies!" She had a very sweet tone, and seemed to be very comfortable with talking to people. She wore a dark purple dress of medium length that accentuated her form perfectly, along with a pair of plain black flats. Of course, Spirit couldn't resist the temptation of staring at her.
"They should all be printed by now, so I am going to go get them real quick. By the time I get back I expect you all to be in your seats, got it?" After she said that, she walked out of the room. Right after she was no longer visible, Spirit ran over with his stuff and sat next to his partner. He began talking to Stein, his voice was going so fast he could hardly understand a single word he was saying.
"Isn't she amazing? Did you see her body!" He seemed to be overly excited about this. Stein had a feeling he was going to have trouble paying attention during this class, as he would be too busy paying attention to her looks.
"No, I did not notice her body. She is our teacher," He seemed almost annoyed that he would think of her like that, it was indecent of him.
"Ugh, why don't you like girls!" He seemed almost frantic, he just couldn't grasp the fact that not everyone thinks of them the same way.
"I don't know, they just don't seem all that important. Besides, you really shouldn't be thinking of your teacher like that anyway," Spirit seemed to give up for now, he was done trying to figure this kid out for now. When nothing was said Stein began reading again. As you can tell by now, he doesn't like to waste time.
"Hey, Stein." Spirit seemed to be bored, he wanted to talk. This wasn't exactly what Stein wanted to do, but he figured he wouldn't leave him alone until he answered him.
"What is it, Spirit?" He didn't figure he really needed anything, but he asked anyway.
"What do you do in your free time?"
"What do I do in my free time?" Spirit decided to explain what free time was.
"Yeah, you know, when you're at home... not going anywhere.. not busy.. free time."
"I know what free time is. And basically just read. I also go outside and study some of the insects and plants," Spirit seemed a little shocked at his answer. But I mean most people would. That's not what many 12-year-old boys do in their free time.
"That's it?"
"Yes, that's it. What do you do?" He didn't really care all that much, he just wanted to give him the same annoying question. Spirit didn't seem to mind though, as he quickly began to come up with an answer.
"Well, I play video games, ride my bike around my neighborhood, watch TV, and draw. You know, just simple stuff," As he said this, the professor came back into the room carrying a large stack of papers.
"Okay, now that I'm back you can all begin filling out this worksheet," She began explaining what it was about as she passed one out to each of the students. "This won't be graded for being correct or anything, you will just get participation points for completing it. What you will be doing is filling out a list of personal questions. Just simple things about yourself, this shouldn't be hard for anyone. I mean, who knows you better than yourself? Once you turn it in, I will read them and use them to get to know you all a little better. If you do not get it done within the period, you will complete it at home and turn it in to me the next day," She had just passed the paper out to the last person, Stein, as she said the last sentence. "This should just be a fun activity, good luck!" After she said this she left the class to work on the assignment.
Stein finished after only 10 minutes, as he is a fairly simple person. Spirit looked over to him and looked at his paper, noticing something. He was stuck on one last question, and the question was "What do you love the most in your life?". Honestly, he didn't know. He tried to think what love felt like, but he couldn't get it. He could give you a list of things he likes, but not of what he loves. He honestly couldn't even say he loved his parents. He never really thought of this kind of thing, he never had to. He decided to look over and see what Spirit had wrote down. His paper said "I love my mother the most." Stein figured it was either because she really was the thing he loved the most, she was going to see his paper, or because she had a "hot" body. Stein tried to think of what it felt like to love something for the rest of the class, but he just couldn't get anything.
"Do you need to take it home?" He heard the teacher ask him as she stood in front of where he was sitting. He hadn't even realized she was there.
"Yes, I have one question left," He said this in his regular bland tone, giving her a straight face. He was actually feeling very frustrated. He didn't understand why he wasn't able to get this, it's a simple question on a worksheet for school. The teacher had said that it shouldn't be hard for anyone, so why was he having such trouble? He figured he would put it off for now and just finish it at home, just like the teacher said he could.
"Are you having trouble deciding what to put down?" He heard his partner ask this question, the answer was no.
"No, I don't have anything to put down," He said this almost in a sad tone. He just didn't get it!
"What do you mean you don't have anything to put down?" Spirit seemed pretty confused. How could he not have anything to put down? Everyone loves at least something or someone. What about his parents?
"I don't love anything. I don't get it, I just don't. I have never really had to think about this before now. I tried to think of what love feels like, but I really don't know. I thought about it the whole period, and I still have nothing," Spirit could tell that this topic caused him some discomfort, so he figured he would just let it go.
"Oh, well hopefully you will be able to think of it later. Come on, let's go. It's time to go to our next period," Spirit said this in a way that was kind of trying to quickly trying to change the subject. Stein picked up on this, so he started to walk out of the room with Spirit.
Luckily this was the last class of the day, so they really wouldn't have to do much. As they walked in, they instantly noticed the professor. He was definitely.. loud. He had dark brown hair that was the length of Spirit's as an adult, dark brown hair, a decent hight, and medium weight. He was really talkative, he was making conversation with the students the whole time. He got distracted very easily. He also told stories constantly. Another thing he did was show the class a bunch of useless videos throughout the class. Most of the students really seemed to like him, but Stein and even Spirit felt like he wasted too much time. Spirit liked it when the professors would waste time a little bit, but not that much. At the very end of the class, he was even playing a card game with them.
When the bell rang, everyone started leaving the classroom. A couple people stayed behind to talk to the professor more, simply because they like him that much. He was basically a kid with a job, how could they not like him?
Stein and Spirit walked out of the academy and started down the stairs.
"Do you live close to the academy?" Spirit asked with what sounded to be genuine curiosity.
"Not really, I live at the edge of Death City."
"Wow, that's really far away. How long does it take you to walk here?"
"It doesn't take very long, actually. It only takes about 20 minutes. When I walked here today, I figured it would have taken a little bit longer than that."
"Yeah, it does seem like it should have taken longer," Spirit said this, quickly followed by a question from Stein.
"What does love feel like?" Stein said this so quickly that is kind of startled Spirit.
"What do you mean?" He seemed like he was kind of confused by the question. It isn't very often that you get asked what love feels like.
"I saw that you were able to answer the question from earlier, you put down your mother. So I am assuming then that you know what love feels like. I want to know, what does it feel like?" The way he sounded sounded like he actually wanted to know. It wasn't that fake interest he had used for most of the day.
"Uhh, it's kind of hard to explain. It's not really something you can explain with words," He said, almost as if he feels bad about not being able to help his new partner out. It really was something that was hard to explain. I am on Stein's side with this one. I have tried to think of what it feels like many times, but I don't know if I can. I have asked a few people what it feels like, but they are never of any help.
"Oh, okay. Do you live close to here?" Stein changed the subject really fast again, Spirit really doesn't like it when he does that. He could tell that he was trying to avoid the topic, so yet again he just left it alone.
" Actually, yeah I do. It takes me about 5 minutes to walk here, which is really nice."
"That's really close by, it won't take you long to get home," Stein was just trying to come up with something to say, anything.
"Yeah, it won't. I have to go this way, so I will see you tomorrow. Bye!" He said this as he slowly started to turn onto his road.
"Goodbye," Stein just wanted to get home and read, he wanted to actually learn something. Today hadn't been very productive so far, he was just glad that they were actually going to start doing something tomorrow!
For the rest of the way home, he didn't do much thinking. He did some observing. He began looking at different trees and plants that he could see, trying to identify them. This is what usually did when he was surrounded by nature.
As he went on, he began noticing something. Something was off.. but he wasn't quite sure what it was. Then it hit him, it was the sky. It wasn't it's usual clear blue color, it was more of a purple now. And instead of there being a sun, there was a moon. It was also different than usual. It was purple?
When he figured this out, it kind of startled him. Why was it like this? He didn't know. Before he could try to think of what it was, a large wall of water began to rush toward him. As it came at him, it began to knock down street signs and sweep away various trees and bushes. It was coming so rapidly that he didn't have anytime to react. By the time he could run or being screaming, the water was already beginning to engulf him.
He was completely submersed under the water, and he began to rise from the ground, floating in the warm, clear liquid that came from no where. He began looking around frantically, seeing that everything around him was under, even buildings. This didn't make any sense to him, how could this be happening? As he was about to try to swim to the surface, the water changed into a different liquid.
It was a very deep red. It was a lot thicker than the water, making it harder for Stein to swim up to the surface, if one even did exist. The color and thickness reminded him of something.. but he couldn't think of what it was. He kept swimming up, trying to figure what it was this was reminding him of. Then he realized it. It was blood.
None of this was possible. He was so confused, it was beginning to frustrate him greatly. He began swimming even faster and started paddling upward harder than before.
"What's going on? What is this? I don't understand," Just as he thought this, he looked up in hopes of being able to tell if he was close to the surface or not. He wasn't at all. He couldn't even see the off-colored sky, it was just red everywhere.
He had been under too long, he couldn't hold his breath anymore. As he took one big breath in, the blood began to fill his lungs, and he started to cough violently. The only problem with coughing was that the more he did it, the more blood got in his lungs, making it harder and harder for him to breath.
Then suddenly it ended, and he was just laying on the ground, loudly gasping for air. Standing above him was an old woman, she seemed to be quite worried about what was going on with him. As he stopped gasping for air, he was still breathing very heavily due to fear.
"What's wrong? Are you okay? Talk to me," Apparently this woman had been trying to talk to him for a while, but hadn't been able to get anything out of him except for screams, gasps for air, and a few giggles every now and then.
Stein didn't answer her. He just got up and started walking away from her, he had to get home. Why did this happen to him? Some strange things have been going on around him lately, but nothing like this. That truely terrified him, which not many things do. Maybe he could tell his dad about this, he thought he might have an idea of what's going on. He didn't like talking to his parents much, but he had to get this figured out. He didn't want anything like that to happen ever again.
When he got home, he quickly ran into his room and set his stuff down. Then he shut and locked his door like he always did. He really hated it when people would come into his room, which tended to happen if he didn't keep it locked. He grabbed one of his composition books that was labled "experiments" and sat down at his desk. He decided he would write down everything he saw, he figured it might be useful later. His writing sure was a lot nicer than most of the kids his age, especially for a guy. For some odd reason, a girl's hand writing generally tends to be neater than a guys, but this rule didn't really apply to him. It actually took him a while because he described it so well. If you were to read it, it would basically feel as if it had happened to you. That is one of the nice things about being able to observe things as well as he can.
He then pushed his feet against his desk, sending himself across the room to the bookshelve he had gotten the notebook from. He actually had his shelves organized really well, everything had a specific place for it. And every shelf was for something different. He catagorized them so well.. it was almost like the classifications for living things. You know, kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species. Man that kid really loved science.
After this he wheeled his way back over to his desk then sat up. He decided he was going to see if his dad was home or not, he was going to tell him about the thing he had experienced earlier. At this point since he knew absolutely nothing about it, he decided on calling it "The Thing".
Once he got up, he walked over to his door and unlocked it. When he opened it he walked out and walked through the long wallway that led to his living room. The living room was pretty bare, just a gray couch with a recliner that was the same color. There was also a black coffee table that had a plain, white candle in the center of it. There was also a black entertainment center with a 35" TV resting inside it. The walls where white with black vines painted on, the vines were actually quite nice looking. His floor was a clean, tan carpet.
After he walked through the living room, he walked through another hallway that led to his father's lab. This is where he did all of his work, the dissections, the research. The only time Stein was really in there was to watch his father work, not to talk. So this was little different for him. Things felt even more weird due the subject in mind. It was foreign to him, he had never had this kind of thing happen to him before. There was just something about it that really got to him.
Once Stein finally reached the end of the long hallway and got up to his dad's door, he knocked a couple times fairly lightly. He didn't want to just walk in, especially without warning him of his entrance first. He respected his father, and he was a pretty polite kid anyway.
He waited a second after knocking but never got a response, so he slowly opened the door. When he walked in he saw his father, he was doing another dissection. He was standing over the terrified specimen that was strapped onto the table holding a scalpel just above it's skin. He appeared to have been just beginning, as he was just about to make his first incision. He was wearing his typical lab coat, along with a surgical mask and a pair of latex gloves.
Stein stood by the door as he started cutting into the animal. When his blade began to slice open the creature, it began making terrible noises, ones that were filled with pain. In delight of the reactions he was getting, he began to laugh. But just shortly after, he stopped and set the scalpel down on the tray next to the table the animal layed on, it's organs now exposed while it lies there in sheer agony. He seemed to have sensed his son's soul wavelength.
"What do you need, Franken?" His father said this as he turned towards his son. He always called him by his first name, his mother did as well. Stein quickly began organizing his thoughts, trying to think of the best way to go about this.
"Uhh, I need to talk to you about something. Should I come back later when you're done?" Stein seemed a little nervous, which wasn't like him at all. He was just unsure, that's all.
"No, my specimen can wait," He grinned as he looked at the screaming animal, enjoying the fact that he was just going to leave it there while they talked. He always prefered his research subjects to be alive for two reasons. One, because of the way it caused them pain and terror. Two, because their bodies were just different in general compared to the dead ones. Everything was just more fresh.. and warmer. "What do you need to talk about?" His father said this as he took off and disposed of his gloves. After they were in his waste bin, he came over to his wooden desk and sat in his large, black chair that was behind it.
"Well, something.. strange happened when I was walking home from the academy. And I am not really sure what it was or why it happened," At what his son had said, he raised his eyebrows.
"Oh yeah, what was it?" His voice seemed slightly irritated at being interrupted, but there was also slight curiosity behind it as well.
"Uhh, well when I was walking home, I was just observing the trees and plants, like I always do. But then I noticed something was.. off," His dad suddenly interrupted him.
"Explain what you mean by different."
"It was the sky, and instead of there being a sun there was a moon," Yet again, he interrupted Stein. He just couldn't say anything, now could he?
"Go on."
"The sky was purple and the moon was red. And before I could figure why this was, a big wave of water came rushing over me. It complete covered everything, even the buildings. Not long after that, the water turned into blood. I was trying to swim up to the surface, but after trying for a very long time, I realized there was no surface. I couldn't hold my breath any longer, so I took one large breath in and started to cough violently from the blood that was in my lungs. All of the sudden everything went back to normal. I was just laying on the ground gasping for air. This older woman was standing over me asking if I was okay, she looked really scared," As he finished saying this his father stood up from his chair.
"I'm sure it wasn't anything, you'll be fine. Just forget about it. Now please go do something, I would like to continue with what I was originally doing," He was at the table by the time he finished saying this. He had began to pick up the scalpel so he could resume with cutting open the bird, he hadn't even put any gloves on.
"Oh, okay." After Stein said this he walked out of his father's lab. His father then began to think to himself as he set the scalpel down once again.
"This isn't good, it isn't nothing. Could he be infected by the madness? He must have gotten it from me.. but there's one thing. How could it be affecting him when he is this young? It shouldn't start affecting him until he is older, once he has grown up more. But that definitely is madness, something very similar to that happened to me before. Hopefully it doesn't take over him too soon, especially now that he is enrolled in the academy. Something terrible could happen," As he finished saying this, he began to pick the scalpel up. He started slashing away at the animals skin, not even bothering to shut the door. This time there was no order or real purpose, just for fun. He sure was making a mess. Blood was everywhere. It was splattered all through his gray hair, it covered his rimless, round glasses. It was stained all over his coat.
Stein could hear his father's laughter from in his room, even with the door locked. He always could. He always tried to ignore it, but it was kind of hard for him to. It wasn't like his normal laugh, or anyone else's for that matter. It was.. disturbed. He knew there was something off about it, it had an almost eerie sound to it.
Stein just sat up on his bed with his arms around his legs, listening to his father as he thought about what he had said just a few minutes ago. "I'm sure it wasn't anything, you'll be fine. Just forget about it."
He knew it wasn't just nothing, it had to be something. There was something wrong. He would have to figure out what it was somehow. Maybe he could set up some experiments.
As he was sitting in his bed, he just tipped over onto his side, arms still around his legs. He just listened to his father's never-ending laughter echo down the hall and into his room as he lay there in confusion before he drifted off into sleep.
Haha.. about the ending.. I didn't expect it to go like that, but I got the idea and really liked it so I just went with it. I personally thought it was pretty awesome. I can just picture that happening for some reason. And as you can tell, I developed the character of his dad quite a lot there towards the end. The whole madness stuff is in there because we all know he has had issues with that since he was a kid, so it would just make sense to add it in there a bit. The ending part resulted from the hallucination he had. That's mainly because once I start writing about madness stuff, which I tend to do a lot for some reason, it kind of stays. I will really try to make it not be the basis of the story, which I also tend to do. I will have to try hard, but I think I can do it. I am just going to make it a minor conflict that stay constantly throughout the story, and I will make sure it doesn't get to intense either. I had one idea of him doing his first dissection.. but it might be too much. I might add it in later as he gets a little bit older. And I have a feeling this story is going to be HUGE, as I already have well over 7,000 for just one day. We'll see how things go.