Chapter 12: The End

A/N: This Story rated M for violence, torture, sexual situations and themes, experimentation, abusive content, and other nasty things.


"I'll tell you what," He tipped his head to the side with a smirk on his face, "I'll make a deal with you."

He hand shook as she tightened her grip on the knife she held, "What kind of deal?"
He let her go and ran his fingers hungrily though her hair, "I'll give you Soul," he smirked, "And I'll let the children go."
Marie froze, "For what?"
He smirked and pushed her back against the counter, "For you."
"Me?" He was struggling against him, "What would you want with me?"
"Well I suppose…" He shook his head, keeping the words he would have said from leaving his mouth, "I just want you."
Marie glanced around, catching a glimpse of Soul as he attempted to walk through the hall. How could she let these children be tortured anymore? How could she let them be hurt? She closed her eyes tightly and nodded, "All right…" A single teardrop rolled down her cheek, "Deal."

Soul pushed open the window and crawled out. He coughed as he struggled to pull himself across the dirt and stand. He stood and began searching through the field for the others.
"Soul!" Maka pulled her brother into his arms, "Oh my God, Soul!"
He leaned into his sister's arms, "Maka…"
"Where's Marie?" Kid asked, looking between the two.
Soul looked down, appearing to become very interested in the dirt beneath his feet, "She's still inside."
"What?"
"Stein made a trade with her," Soul looked back up at Kid, "Us for Her."
Kid's eyes widened, "No."
"I'm sorry," Soul looked at him, "I couldn't do anything."
"Come on," Kid held both Chrona and Maka's hand, pulling then towards the road, "We have to get help for her."

Spirit's car made dangerously sharp turns as they continued down the road.
Liz gripped the walls of the car and clenched her teeth, "Jesus, Spirit, be careful. This road isn't the Indi 500."
"If they're there," His knuckles went white as he gripped the steering wheel, "I have to be there to get them."
"Spirit-"
"I have to," He ground his teeth together; "I have to be a better father than I was the last time."

…...

Marie tensed as Stein strapped her bare breasted down to the cold metal table. Her naked body when rigid as he strapped her legs down as well. He stepped around the table and crouched down to look into her eyes. He smirked and chuckled, his hand coming up to caress her cheek.
"You look lovely," He ran his fingers through her hair, "The more you struggle the more beautiful you are."
She glared before spitting in his face. He only laughed again and wiped it away, "This fire in you is something so new…"
She glared before he pulled her in for a forced kiss, "I love it. It makes you taste spicier."
She turned away from him, keeping her eyes to the floor, "Is this some sick fantasy of yours?" She clenched her fists at her sides, "To strap a woman down to a metal table and touch her against her will?"
He only chuckled as he walked back around to be behind her, "Something like that." He began to thump the tubing of a syringe harshly before setting it down on the table. He picked up his permanent marker and uncapped it before pausing, "No internal defects I should know about?"
She furrowed her brows in confusion, "What?"
"Never mind," He shook his head, "I'll find out soon enough anyways."
The marker ran in a decisive swoop down the contours of her spine with a bone-shilling 'screeeetch'. Marie fought the urge to shiver and kept her eyes on the floor. This is for the kids. She thought, Thinks about the Kids.
Stein ran a cold swab along the side of her neck before inserting a needle into her jugular. Marie bit her lip to fight away a scream. The doctor stepped around her to do the same to the partnering side of her neck. She let out a heavy breath and suddenly a blur came to swirl through her mind before everything sharpened once again, "Wh-What?"
"Something of my own creation really," his words danced smugly against her ear, "It's designed to keep you awake, alive, and feeling everything."
She shuddered at his words and turned away, "I don't understand," she began looking wildly around the room, "What's the purpose of the drugs if you're just going to tie be down and fuck me against my will?"
He laughed once more, harder this time, "Since when do you have such a dirty mouth, Marie?" He sat his hand on the table to keep himself from falling to the floor with his fit of laughter, "I don't just plan on sexually scaring you," He tipped his head back as he continue to laugh, his pupils shrinking at the bright light above them, "I plan on cutting you open and finding out what your insides look like!"
Her eyes went wide and she remembered Kid's words from before: "My guess is that he experimented on his own body until he got bored and decided he needed new test subjects."
"Oh my God…" Her hands shook at her sides, "Oh my God…"
Stein smirked at her shock, "No, just me." He picked up the syringe and shot is slightly, making sure to get the air bubbles out. He held it up to the light.
"What is that?" she looked at the syringe wide eyed, "What's in that syringe?"
He chuckled and held it to where she could see it, "You'll enjoy this much more than what's in the IV."
"What is it?" She hissed, studying it closely. The clear-violet liquid caught shines from the light as he turned it in his hand.
"Oxytocin," He smirked once more, "Or at least a synthetic version of it."
Marie's brows furrowed, "Oxytocin…"
He tipped her chin up, "It's the chemical produced in the brain after orgasm. It draws you closer to the cause of the release," He ran his fingers through her hair, "And in this case, it should make you find nearly as much pleasure in what I'm about to do to you as I will."
Her eyes widened, "No."
He slid the needle into the crook of her arm and pushed the plunger down, "Yes."

….

Chrona clung to Kid's hand as they continued down the edge of the road. The wind blew through her hair and she looked up. Soft, fluffy clouds danced above them. It looked so beautiful. The sky looked so beautiful.
"Hey!" Kid began to wave his arms above his head, "Hey Stop!"
A black car was flying down the road at breakneck speed. The other three joined in, raising their arms and shouting.
The car slid and came to a screeching halt. The door opened and Kid looked wide eyed, "Liz?"
"Kid?" She held the door for a moment before running to him and holding him tightly in an embrace, "Kid!"
He stood there kind of awkwardly as he patted her back, "Liz, it's alright."
The driver of the car opened his door and got out, "Liz do you know these-"He stopped and his eyes came to rest on two of the members of the group, "Children."
Maka stopped and turned to look at the speaker. Her eyes went wide. The man in the photograph; that was him.
"Maka?" He took a step towards the children, "Soul? Is that really you?"
Soul was now looking as well, slightly confused, "What is it?"
Maka reached into the pocket of her dress and pulled out the picture, "Soul, Look." She pointed to the scarlet haired man in the picture, a man years younger than the one in front of them. She flipped over the photograph and pointed to his signature on the back.
"Albarn?" Soul glanced at her before looking at the detective, "But Albarn is our…"
The man nodded, "It is you," He stepped towards them before pulling them both into his arms, "Oh my God it is you."
Chrona and Kid glanced at each other confused.
Liz smiled, "That's their father."
Spirit pulled the photograph from Maka's hand, "Where did you get this?"
"From Stein's laboratory," She pointed, "That man there."
Spirit's eyes went wide and he looked at the other children, "That's where you were?" He pointed at Stein in the picture, "This man's laboratory?"
They nodded, looking at him with serious intent.
A few police cars and an ambulance raced past them on the street.
"Kids," He opened the door, "Get in the Car."

"St-Stein~" She let out his name in a breathy gasp, "A-Ah~!"
He smirked and ran his fingers up her spine, "I'm going to cut you open now," he growled almost playfully, "Right here."
"Mmm~" She writhed beneath his touch. Her mind was trying to fight her body, but it couldn't. Her head was swirling. How could something so wrong feel so right? How could something so bad feel so good? How could something so vile make her mind reel in pleasure?
It's the drugs. It's the drugs. It's the drugs.
Stein ran his scalpel along the line his marker had made, cutting the first protective layers of her skin.
"A-A-Ah~!" She threw her head back in ecstasy.
It's the drugs. It's the drugs. It's the drugs.
He ran his scalpel down her back again, making it completely through the skin.
IT'S THE DRUGS MARIE!
The door to the lab was kicked in and a man with scarlet hair stood in the entryway holding a gun, "Put the scalpel down, Stein!"
The doctor held his hands up and laughed, "Well, well, if it isn't my most favored experiment of all! How have you been, my beloved Spirit?"
"Put the scalpel down, or I swear to God I'll shoot you!"
Stein laughed once more and stepped around the table, twirling the scalpel in between his fingers, "You're little children weren't near as fun as you were, you know. I never got them to make the same screams or suck me off the way I could make you do it," The doctor laughed and let the scalpel clatter to the floor, "Especially that little daughter of yours. All I could get done with her is slapping her around some."
Spirit ground his teeth together before he pulled the trigger. Marie let out a gasp as Stein landed on his back looking up at her.
He smirked, "Still not the guts to kill me, hm?"
"You, Franken Stein, are nothing more than a monster," Spirit stepped closer, "And you deserve to die here on the ground. You deserve worse than the hell that awaits you," He pulled him up and slammed him to the wall, cuffing his hands behind him, "You're under arrest by the authority of Death City police department. You have the right to remain silent. If you choose to give up that right anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law."
Spirit pushed the man to the pair of officers at the door, "Take him out of here and get him to a medic. Please send me the other medic in here."
"Will do detective Albarn," one of the officers nodded before carrying Stein away.
Spirit turned and walked to the table before pulling out his pocket knife and cutting the straps holding Marie to the table loose, "I'm going to get you out of here," a medic walked into the room and began to work on Marie's back, "I'm going to make you safe again."


A/N: Hell, I wrote this so fast. I didn't think this would just pop out of me so suddenly. I really am sorry about the delay. Hopefully the final chapter—the epilogue—will be out very soon. Please Review and let me know what you think, because this chapter seemed quite intense to me. Have faith in me to give you the thirteenth and final installment of Madness.

Love,
Tsukiko-Chama