Corridor after corridor, door after door, checked and checked again, I found nothing… It was dark I felt alone but I had the same old gut feeling that there was something wrong. I clenched my teeth in frustration, I didn't have time for this! I look over the many corridors to realize I've missed just one door.
I walk cautiously to it, gun ready but there was a new feeling forming inside me. Fear, the beast ran from my stomach and into my veins making my veins run cold. It was the same feeling I would get before someone innocent would die, that heart shattering chill I would get before crumbling apart mentally.
Taking a deep breath and opened the door regardless, I needed to do this; I needed to save Meryl. Meryl… She was there laying on a gurney, her eyes lifeless…dead. I let out a shaky breath as I stared at her, my mind was blank and my heart was numb. I couldn't accept what I was seeing at all.
I hear the click of a gun but didn't move away from it, no thought even passed my mind to even consider moving away from it. My brother walked into my vision and directly in front of her but I didn't see him… not really, I looked past him and my mind filled the picture of her dead body lying there.
Knives sucked his teeth and placed down something on the table next to her, it took me a few minutes to realize he had been talking, "Look at what I have brother…" his hand gestured to something on the table. I lazily took my eyes away from her and to the jar on the table. I didn't registered what it was, my mind still flashed her dead face over my eyes. "It's your love child, fine specimen for experiments. No? Might help save our race if you think about it. You should have more of these when this one dies out."
My eyes snapped to my brother, his smile fell for a moment from seeing my face and then he started laughing. Laughing and laughing the kind that would always haunt me of all the things he's done and all that I have failed to protect. The many lives that have been lost because of me seemed to flash through my brothers eyes as if he was remembering them just as I was. The last was Meryl… I could almost hear her scream…
I opened my eyes and in the mist of confusion and emotionally crazed state made me flash up and to my gun on the table. I was in a different room, different place… different time? Milly's voiceh it my ears suddenly, " , ! It's all well, you're at a hotel… had a bad dream?" she looked at me questioningly and I could only nod. I was still emotionally stricken, the dream was too real for me to handle. I would have to ask her questions when I was more able.
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I awoke with sore and tired eyes, they felt dry and I was sure they were red. From just a few minutes of crying? Perhaps I ended up crying a bit longer than I thought… Hmm isn't it late? I get up from my bed and make my way to the "bathroom" part of the room. Before even bothering to look at my condition I lean over to splash some water over my face.
I look up into the mirror, the tear stains were mostly gone but my eyes stayed a bright red, as expected. My hair was also longer to, I felt like a different person with such long hair but the chamber made it grow at such insane rates. I mean it's down to my waist for goodness sake! I honestly want to cut it … if he let me have scissors that is. I couldn't see why not, he knows I won't kill myself.
The images of all the times either he or I mentioned the baby popped into my head… perhaps he would be concerned I would kill the baby? I shook the thought out of my mind and gave myself another look over stopping at my swollen chest. I take a few steps back and look at my growing mid-section and smile to myself.
Motherly pride swelled in me and I felt the old sense of excitement before the whole fiasco with Knives. I wanted to be a mother and after visiting all those children that Milly moved into town I knew I could manage being a good mother. Anyone who could survive a day with those kids would make a great parent. My thoughts drifted to Vash knowing that he would make a great father… What about Knives?
My smile faltered slightly, I didn't know what to hell to think of him. Thinking about what he's done in his past and what has happened the last few days and comparing them makes my head spin. He was so confusing… or maybe he was just changing?
I went to go and sit back on the bed, determined to keep my mind off him for now. Either way despite my light mood I was becoming increasingly impatient for him or a servant to come and get me. I actually somewhat missed the feeling of that chamber, besides I'm sure at this point that it would do more good for me and the baby.
I sat there for what seemed like hours but I knew better it was hardly even an hour before I let out an angry huff of air and made my way to the door. I turn the knob hard and pulled expecting it to be locked and end up thrusting the door open to have Knives staring up at me from the floor.
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I didn't know how long I was there or if I had fallen asleep. I did know I was in a sort of dazed state staring into nothing when the door behind me suddenly fell away. My hands twitched to react but I stopped them and let myself fall. Why? I wasn't sure.
My mind was blank as I stared up at her, but once I saw her red eyes my heart let out a strained beat as if it were in pain. I narrow my eyes slowly coming to my senses as I try to ignore my heart but I honestly couldn't stop myself from asking, "Are you alright?"