Here we are again with another update :) I forgot to mention in the last chapter that I just quickly scanned through the previous chapters to see where I left off from and what I have and have not written, since my doc manager was cleared.

Richtofen furiously looked through his paperwork. He flipped over his wooden desks, through files onto the floor, and knocked over file cabinets.

"Zhere has to be an answer!" he yelled. "Why isn't zhere?!"

He clutched his head with one hand while flipping through some papers with the other. How many voices were there? Why wasn't there a document about it? Why is she here in the first place?

Richtofen came to a few conclusions. She was sent here to stop his plans of ruling the world, and her flip outs were all an act. Maybe she really was crazy, and the voices summoned her here as a distraction. It all came down to she's interfering with his plans of world domination.

"I know you know something..." he muttered to himself. "Vat aren't you telling me?"

He reread his notes on previous test subjects. None of them were similar to the case with Viridian. He had to dissect her to find out more. Open her skull and read her thoughts. She knows about his tests on the others. Her and Takeo were planning against them. He had to take Takeo too. It was only obvious.

Now, while everyone is asleep. He went into his lab to find a sedative. During his rampage, he broke a few tubes, but didn't care enough to weep over how long it took him to perfect it. Richtofen found what he was looking for, and held it up to the light.

Yes, this would do. Half a dose is enough to keep someone asleep for a few hours. It's enough for both of them, and more than enough time to prepare his papers for notes and dissection tables.

But, wait. How long has he been in his lab? It wasn't like him to lose track of time. Richtofen exhaled a breath he didn't realize he kept in and looked around.

Look at the mess you made.

All you do is destroy.

Destroy and be destroyed.

Richtofen slowly shuffled to a chair that managed to survive his rampage and sat down. His work was disorganized. All the years that went into those tubes were gone. His neat santuary looked like a tornado and earthquake hit.

Richtofen sighed and started picking up his papers one by one.

I promise the next chapter will be longer than this one! I just wanted to squeeze out one more surprise chapter before I went to bed x)