I just want to start off by giving my apologies, two years….TWO FRIGGIN YEARS, I have been out of this fandom and I hate myself for it. I'm terrible, my excuse? Life! Time flies by and gets away from you, before you know it TWO FRIGGIN YEARS have passed. But Never fear, I'm back and I'm here to stay, assuming you are all still interested in reading this story, if not I don't blame you. I wouldn't have surrendered too, I have little patience though, so maybe I still do have a following.
I also want to thank DESTINYSARA for reviewing and reminding me this story still existed, unfinished no less. I had promised her I would update this in late July early August, but I couldn't wait any longer and had to update immediately. Rest assured, I am back and I am here to stay, I plan on seeing this story through the long haul and straight to the end. My brain child will live and grow, much like Eve. I just hope my two years away from this fandom hasn't destroyed my mojo for writing, please let me know. I may have to do some serious method acting to get back into character to write.
Please read, please review and thank you so much for your patience. Once again I'm sorry for the terrible wait.
The white room was a mess of yelling and scrambling. Men in white lab coats were off scribbling away on notepads or typing on computers while others were examining needles and preparing vials. Questions were being thrown around from one man to the next like a beach ball at a concert and all Lida could do was listen and search around the chaos for the most talked about object.
Dr. Lane stood feet from her barking orders at the men surrounding them, his hand waving back and forth about which tests he wanted ran today and which he wanted to save for the following month. This would be the first blood drawn since Subject Two had turned a year old only nine days prior and seemed to be the most important blood test so far. It would tell them if her body was maturing at a normal rate, if it was getting all the essential vitamins it needed through an IV given to her once a week.
If all was going as planned, then soon her blood tests could be scheduled further apart, once a month could go as far as once every two months. Depending on what each sample revealed. Lida crossed her fingers, hoping all went well, she knew the girl hated the needles, could see her face scrunch up in disgust every time they passed the door leading into the room where the tests were administrated. She knew mentally the girl was intelligent; unfortunately that's not what they cared about.
Lida smiled softly as her eyes finally found Subject Two in the mess of people. She sat alone in the corner of the room on an overstuffed chair quietly taking everything in. She was learning to talk, but didn't dare utter a word outside of her room, no matter how much coaxing she got from anyone. She had even taken to walking a few months prior and now was even starting to run, much to Dr. Lane's displeasure.
'That thing on the run simply means we have to be on constant watch now.' He had said upon learning of her ontogeny. He had even accused her of aiding the subject in said advancement, had asked her if she had done anything to stop it. Naturally she had been shocked by his question, couldn't believe he had wanted her to slow down her development or cease it all together, but she had played on, insisting it was the subjects doing all on her own. Luckily no one thought to look at the cameras that monitored the room, or if they did they didn't seem to care that they held evidence of her trying to get the girl to stand as early as six months.
Her blue eyes swept around the room so quickly one would assume everything hit her in a blur, but she took everything in as it was. She knew little of what was going on, but knew a man in the corner held a needle and soon he would be advancing upon her with it. She hated it when they stabbed her, had even cried and tried to fight them off in the past.
Her eyes locked with her keepers as the doctor known as Hillard approached, needle in hand. Balthazar held the girl in place as the needle was inserted into her skin and three vials were filled with the dark red substance. She let out a soft noise that sounded like a protest, but didn't dare scream out 'No'. She watched as the doctor made a few notes before pulling out a scalpel and bringing it to her skin. Immediately she began to fuss, tossing violently in Balthazar's arms as she fought to break free, but he was stronger.
Tears fell from her eyes as the sharp object grew closer to her flesh and she desperately tried to get away from it, afraid of its negative effects to her and the pain it would cause. She cried out as it broke her flesh, her mouth open wide in a loud cry of pain as it was dragged down her arm. Lida could see her eight baby teeth were jagged and sharper than normal as the feral noise echoed in the now quiet room. Everyone had stopped what they were doing and all eyes were now on the crying, injured girl.
The older woman watched as the blood poured from her arm, the wound refused to heal itself and the girl's eyes looked to her, a state of panic and distress written across her face as she pleaded for help. Lida took a step forward, in hopes to offer assistance, but was pushed back as Dr. Lane moved in between both females.
"Bandage it up." He barked out as one of the men reached for gauze and tape. "Remove it from my face." He spoke again, this time to her caretaker.
Lida's face rose in confusion and discomfort as she walked over to the now crying toddler. Her eyes were a pure black, pulling her into a dark place and keeping her still with the solid cerulean ring in the middle. Heavy sobs shook the small form violently, bringing the woman back to reality. She quickly gathered the wounded in her arms in hopes to comfort her, but was quickly caught off guard. Her small nails were long and sharp as she dug them into the woman's arm, raking them downward, mimicking the scalpel and drawing blood almost instantly before dropping her mouth to the open wound and drinking in the freshly spilt liquid.
"Ahh!" Lida screamed out in pain, releasing the hold she hand and dropping the one year old to the floor with a loud thud.
Within seconds the wail turned into a cry and tears fell from the child once more. She watched in stunned silence as a scientist examined her own arm, drawing blood for testing while the subject herself was also being checked. A few words were yelled before Lane was once again in the room. He got as close as he would to the child and saw her arm was no longer bleeding, but instead perfectly healed. The wound long covered up and not a scar nor scratch in sight.
The tears were gone, the cries subsided and her eyes, teeth and nails had returned to normal as she sat quietly in her chair once again. A few hushed mumbles were exchanged before Lane had one of his men take her to her room.
"I wish to have you further examined before we let you go for the night." Lane spoke. All Lida could do was nod, she understood little of what was going on and still couldn't believe the child she had been with since its birth had attacked her. "I want the subject on a strict half regimen each day. It may not be getting what it needs." Lane could be heard speaking to one of the technicians before leaving.
"Is she alright?" Lida asked Dmitri minutes later as he reentered the room from having returned the subject.
"Fine, she's asleep now."
"What do you think caused her to act like that?" She asked while one of the men began to stitch her up, it had been a deeper wound then they had believed. Any deeper and she would have hit a vein, quiet possibly killing the innocent woman.
"I haven't the foggiest, but if I were you, I'd leave her be for now." He said taking a seat next to her and brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Whatever caused it, you don't want to provoke her more."
Lida smiled softly, a blush creeping along her cheeks. It was no secret she cared for the man, and it was evident he liked her as well. Out of all the other men there he as the only one she actually trusted with the girl. He was gentle with her and very cautious as to how he spoke and acted around her. He treated her as if she were nothing more than a little girl, not like the other ones. The others treated her like a lab rat and tossed her to the side just as carelessly.
"I just hope Lane doesn't do anything drastic to her."
"He won't. She's still a vital part of his research at this point in time."
"Well how long until she's not, how long until she becomes nothing more than a piece of scientific rubbish to him? Or too dangerous of a risk?"
"We are a long way from that."
"How do you know, Dmitri? Who is to say this isn't her first act of many? Who is to say she will not become more violent?"
"We are prepared for this Lida." His hand cupped her cheek and raised her chin to look her straight in the eyes. "We had an idea of what we'd be dealing with. We are prepared for just about anything she can throw at us. All you have to do is just worry about the female side to her."
"What about her studies?"
"What about them?" He asked curiously.
"I wish to teach her, do you think it would be possible to sneak a few books in for her?"
"I will see what I can do." He gave her a small peck on the forehead and left right as the doctor finished bandaging her up.
"You tell me how her development goes and I'll keep this a secret from Dr. Lane." Hillard said looking the brunette over quietly.
"Deal." She whispered, quickly jumping to her feet and rushing out of the room. Her heels echoed off the tiled floor and bounced off the walls as she ran towards the room that held her most cared for object. "Subject Two." She whispered into the darkness of the room, willing her eyes to quickly adjust as the door closed behind her, blocking out all source of light.
She exhaled heavily as she was finally able to make out shadows and cast her glance to the far corner of the room where Subject Two's bed rested. Her long black hair clung to her face in a matted mess of tangles and curls as she sat in the corner, fear on her face. Upon looking her handler over she held her arms out and slowly scooted to the edge of her seat.
Lida looked the girl over and thought for a moment. No one knew she was here, Dmitri had asked her to give the girl some time, but her instincts had brought her here instead. If she should go crazy again she was doomed, no one could hear her scream, and if they could, they surely wouldn't be able to arrive in enough time to save her. She looked to her arm, it was bandaged rather tightly and still stung from where the girl's nails sliced through her skin, but still she was just a baby. So young, scared and fragile. Surely she had been acting on instinct and not with malicious intent.
Lida dared to take a step forward, step by step she got closer to Subject Two, her eyes looking to the camera in the corner, hoping someone wasn't asleep on the job and was manning his position of the monitor. She bent down and slowly took the child into her arms. She was somewhat relieved when she wrapped her small arms around her neck and rested her head on her shoulder, hugging her close.
"I sawwee, ida." She whispered so softly, she was almost unsure if she heard her. The steady rise and fall of the girl's chest told her she had fallen asleep in her arms, causing the woman to hold her tightly as she rocked her.
She didn't understand the child, earlier today had been her one and only outburst, no telling what that would lead to in the near future. She had promised to protect the child, to care for it, be a sort of 'mother' to her, yet she knew nothing of how to be one. The girl in her arms was a mystery and it seemed as the years would pass she would only be left with more questions than answers.
She had promised herself to start teaching her, simple things of course, numbers, colors, the alphabet and other childlike things. Her education would increase with her age, whatever Lane had set for her in the future she wanted her to be ready for it, regardless of the fact that it looked like there wasn't even a future for her to have. No birth certificate existed in her name, no records of her existence were kept outside the main records room and no one was waiting for her on the outside.
She slowly lowered the girl into her small bed and covered her up with the white blanket and sheet that lined the mattress. On the wall overhead a few colorful scribbles hung proudly, drawings made in the past few weeks by the subject herself. Lane hadn't found it amusing when she had ran out to show him, instead he had taken one and crumpled it up, tossing it in the garbage so carelessly.
'You are paid to watch her, not mother her.'
He had said spitefully before exiting the room. Dmitri had managed to straighten the picture out and suggested they tape them to the wall above her head so that it offered character and color to the bland white room. A stimulus to her ever growing mind. Loving the idea, Lida had gotten to work on having the girl color and draw more for her so that the room could be covered in her artwork.
She looked to her arm once more, a little blood had seeped through and dried on the gauze while she had rocked the girl, but it wasn't enough to worry over. She lowered her tired body to the floor and relaxed her back up against the wall, her legs bent in front of her and her head thrown back in complete and utter abandonment. Eyes closed, holding back the tears of failure.
She knew a bite from either creature would lead to her death or her becoming one of them, but a scratch? What would that cause? And from something of both descent? How long until she would begin to change? Would she change at all? What would Dr. Lane do now that Subject Two was starting to retaliate against them? Would he bring in another caretaker? Or continue on like nothing happened? Would he pull the plug on the whole research? Claiming it was too risky to find a cure to this disease? Were others in the future doomed? What about Lane's son? Would his death be in vain simply because a one year old little girl flipped?
"Preposterous." She whispered into the night, her eyes opening as she turned to look the sleeping girl over.
Lane was a cold man, but he had lost so much, a wife and a child. This creature before her now was the key to unlocking it all and saving hundreds if not thousands more from the same fate. She was so important to the world, surely it would be foolish to throw everything out the preverbal window at this point for just one minor outburst. Her hand snuck through the bars of the bed and lightly latched on to the girl's hand, gently rubbing her soft flesh in a comforting manner.
She was the key to life, her very DNA could save them all, but once her purpose was served, she would have a life to live. She would have to make due on her own, once the cure was made and distributed, once she served her purpose, surely she would want to live a normal life. That's why her education was so important, that's why Lida felt compelled to teach her. Sooner or later Subject Two would grow up into a beautiful young woman and she would need all of life's necessities to survive.
"I'll protect you, I promise." She whispered to the sleeping babe.
Ok so that was chapter four. Quick question, now that I'm back, is there anything anyone would like to see? Perhaps any questions you would like answered? I feel right now its sort or falling back on the same routine, but then again Eve is only a year old so there's only so much to input besides her development and the testing. Next chapter she'll be 2 and every chapter she'll grow by another year until she's 11 and makes her great escape.
If you would like to see something happen leave it in the review or PM me please, I'd love to input it. I do have a lot of ideas, but I always love more.
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