AN: I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING LAST WEEK. I was super busy with DECA and school and crap that i hate. But I have a treat for you today! I drew two lovely pictures of Ven for you. and a sketch showing the differences between her and Red. ANYWAY they're just supposed to show what I think of when I see Ven, a sassy girl who doesn't take shit, but has a curious and gentle side. Here are links: (sort of since doesnt like links)
thekeoppel dot deviant art dot com slash #/d5r272b
thekeoppel dot deviant art dot com slash #/d5r26x1
thekeoppel dot deviant art dot com slash #/d5r26r1
If they don't work, go to thekeoppel dot deviant art dot com and click on the gallery button. They should be there. Let me know what you think. Just saying.
I've taken up enough time! ENJOY!
The days that followed were full of drugs, tests, and more drugs. Dr. Henson was still absent, and it made Ven think they might have gotten rid of him. But she was reassured that he was still there when one of the other doctors mentioned he was just taking personal leave. And every night Vincent came back, asking her more questions about her experiment, and then leaving. The visits weren't that long, but they were long enough to keep her sane. One particular visit was a memorable one.
"What does your name mean?" Vincent asked. The question had come up from out of the blue, just another topi
"Well in Swedish it means vein, in Spanish it's the third person plural of to see, but I think my parents named me after its meaning in Danish. It means friend. The only thing is, I've never had a real friend in my life, well besides you. I guess you could say I'm your Ven of a similar being. You know, because we're almost the same? Get it? No?"
"Yeah I got it." Vincent smiled, and so did Ven. It had been the first time she'd actually smiled in years. "You should smile more often. It suits you."
"Yeah, I'll be smiling when Red is gone." I heard that bitch.
Yeah well, you aren't in control right now. Searing pain hit her temples as Red struggled to break free. Ven cried out in pain and cursed at Red. Don't test me girl. Ven took deep breaths, not wanting any more strain on her mind. "You okay?" Vincent was concerned.
"Yeah, it's just Red. Vincent, do you actually plan on breaking me out? What if I'm like this forever, Always struggling to stay in control? Won't I be a risk?"
"Yes, but living anywhere and doing anything has a risk to it. That's why I'm willing to take a chance. By the way, this might sound odd, but are you given a shower?" Ven huffed sarcastically
"Yeah, if that's what you call a trickle of freezing cold water every few days a shower."
"What about food?" This time Ven let out a humorless laugh.
"Food? No way. They give me all my nutrients through an IV. In addition to sunlight, I haven't been fed food in four years. The IV thing took a bit of time to figure out. You think I'm lying? Check out my wrist, it's scarred beyond laser surgery." She held out her arm, turning over her wrist to reveal the tiny punctures there.
"These people are monsters." She said this with a reserved voice. "However, there is one guy that actually cares; Dr. Henson. When you back to your warehouse or wherever you live now, can do a background check on him? I want to know why he cares about my health. I think his first name is Garrett, but anything concerning the government and the name Henson should work."
"Anything you want to know and I'll tell you. Would Red ever do anything to harm you? Would she ever come out just to reveal information that could put me or you in danger?"
"No. Even though she acts like she wants to kill me, she would never do it, because that would kill her too. As for the information, I know she won't give it up."
"How do you know?"
"It's just one of those things. She won't endanger you or me. Trust me on this." There was a certain look in her eyes that Vincent couldn't quite place. It was a cross between determination and fear, if such an emotion even existed. "And by the way, if your deciding whether or not to break me out of here, I again advise against it, because you don't know what I'm capable of."
"You don't get that I'm going to break you out no matter what. I just want to teach you a few things. I trust you about Red, so now you just have to trust me. I want you to lose control right now. I want to try something."
"I am not giving into Red. Not even in hell will I do that willingly."
"Technically you already did, Ven. Remember, the first time I came in here." He smirked at her.
"Okay, but that was different. I needed to show her to you, and now you want her to come out as some experiment."
"Ven…come on." She gave a defeated huff and breathed in deeply.
"Alright, you win. Just give me a second." Red, this is your lucky-
Yeah I know; I was listening when he said lose control. So give it up Ven. You said you would.
A second later, and Ven was a being of pure vengeance and emotion. Black eyes stared Vincent down. She was-for the first time ever since Ven learned of Red-calm. Red held up her hands, admiring them. "Peculiar. No struggle against my movements for the first time since, well, since the first time I showed little Ven what I truly was." Red did a once over of Vincent, remarking as she did so, "I bet there are about a million girls out there who would fall over for you. It's a good thing that I'm not one of those girls. So why did you want to see me, Experiment 124?"
Vincent winced at the name. Ven was locked inside her own mind for the time being, not listening to the conversation, but feeling the darkness start to consume her. "I want to know what you are. Tell me how you formed, and what you plan to do if I were to let you out."
Red thought for a minute. "Well, for starters, I was formed at Ven's birth. Everyone has a parallel. Ven is just one of the few that can release the alternate personality. Another person who can do it is you, but, I would say I am much more refined, and enjoy more than ripping someone to shreds. You know, the finer things. Anyway, I'm basically emotions personified, the emotions that Ven doesn't show often. Most often I reveal passion, anger, vengeance, joy, and darkness. She believes I am the evilest being to walk the planet. I believe that I am just better than everyone.
"But to tell you more how I'm formed, all I can say is that everyone has an alternate persona. Usually, they are locked away, deep inside a human's mind, always clawing, but never able to leave. However, when one unlocks the depths of their own mind, Chaos ensues, allowing the parallel to escape. It's a simple concept, really. If I ever left this godforsaken dungeon, which I will eventually, I'll go on a killing rampage if she can't control me."
"Uh-huh. Can you let Ven talk now?"
"No. She let me out of her mind-it's going to take awhile for her to get back. But don't worry. The little minx always gets back." Vincent sighed, and got up from his position.
"Tell her I have to go, but I want to try something tomorrow." Vincent grabbed his empty bag and left, leaving a confused Red staring after his trail. Ven. Get up. We're done talking. Red took down her mental walls that kept Ven in as much as they did when Ven was in control. Ven took the opportunity graciously and reconstructed the walls in her mind once she was back in control of her body. Relax. I'm not going to try anything tonight.
This made Ven laugh. "Well, considering the fact that every time I've let them down you've taken that chance to escape, you can't blame me for my suspicion. Where'd Vincent go?" Ven asked as she did a quick scope of the hall. He left. Said he'll come back tomorrow. Also said he wanted to try something tomorrow.
Ven ignored Red and lay on her cot, sleep hitting her as soon as her head hit the pillow.
