This fic will probably be shorter than I had originally thought, but it all depends on how long I want the chapters to be. And word of advice: If you have stitches in your mouth, it's a bad idea to touch them. Believe me. Anyway, I feel better. Well, let's get on with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Zoids.
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"All right, now let's try this again," said Doctor D. They were in the same closed off, white room with the glass wall that they had been in before. Van, Fiona, and Moonbay were all sitting in chairs that had been brought in. They were merely spectators right now. Irvine was leaning against a wall, but they weren't too far away from him at all. Karl Schubaltz was sitting in a chair as well, but he was sitting near Doctor D. Across from Dr. D sat Scarlet. Van and the others sat behind her.
"What is your real name?" asked Doctor D. "What kind of zoid do you have? Come on, you've gotta remember something on your own." Scarlet just shook her head and looked to him.
"I've told you everything I know," said Scarlet. They all just sighed.
"This is hopeless," said Irvine. He actually found this entertaining. They looked to him.
"Don't say that," said Moonbay. "She'll remember if she keeps trying."
"I still say you're wasting your time by helping her," said Irvine as he pushed away from the wall. "This is getting boring. I'm going for a walk." He opened the door and left the room.
"What's with him?" asked Van.
"Don't bother. He has his reasons," said Doctor D. Scarlet just stared down to the ground.
"Is it that he hates me?" she asked. They looked to her, a little shocked. Fiona put a hand on her shoulder.
"No. I'm sure he doesn't hate you," comforted Fiona.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," said Doctor D. They all looked to him. "Let's just say that Irvine isn't very fond of you. Hate is too strong a word."
"He's right though," said Scarlet. "It really is hopeless. I'm never gonna remember anything."
"Don't think like that," said Moonbay. "You gotta think positive in these situations."
"Moonbay is right," said Van. "And we'll help you. You can count on that."
"Yeah," said Fiona.
"See Scarlet? You can do it. You've got friends who will help you through this. It'll be fine," said Dr. D.
"Friends?" questioned Scarlet. "I don't…I don't remember having any friends before."
"Well, you have some now," said Van.
"If you guys wouldn't mind, I'd like to run some tests now. You don't mind, do you Scarlet?" asked Dr. D.
"It's fine. Anything is, as long as it'll help me find out about myself," she responded.
"Alright, then I'm gonna need you to stay here and everyone else needs to leave. It won't take long." They all exited the room through the door Irvine had gone through, but not long after they left, Irvine came back in, just as Doctor D was walking over to a small lab area in the huge room. Dr. D noticed Irvine standing there.
"Hey Irvine. Come here," said Dr. D. Irvine walked over to where he was, a little annoyed and wondering why no one else was there.
"What do you want old man?" asked Irvine.
"I'd like you to help me with this," he said. He and Irvine stepped into the small, boxed off area. It was an operating room used to work the machinery in the huge lab. Doctor D walked over to a speaker that was hooked up to the outside room.
"You ready Scarlet?" asked Doctor D. His voice echoed through the large room.
"What do I do?" she asked. She spoke loud enough so that they could hear her from inside the small, closed off room.
"Just go and stand over there, on that platform." Scarlet walked over to a white platform and stood on it, awaiting orders. "Good. Now I need you to stay calm. Nothing bad will happen, I promise, so just stay still," said Doctor D.
"Alright," said Scarlet. She stood still, almost as if she was lifeless. Her eyes showed no emotion. They were cold, but in a way, they were sad as well. A glass dome came down around her and she just stood, not moving, just staring strait ahead, making sure that she wouldn't mess up the experiment. Electricity began to surge on the glass, but it stayed around it, never traveling further inside towards Scarlet. She didn't seem afraid at all. Doctor D was pushing buttons on the control panel and Irvine just watched, wondering what it was he was doing. There were a lot of computers in the room and they were displaying information that was hard to understand and as fast as they displayed it, printers were printing it.
"Well, that's enough of that," said Doctor D. He flipped a switch and the electricity disappeared. The glass dome was lifted. Scarlet stepped down and stood there, waiting for them to tell her what to do next.
"All right Irvine, now I'm going to need your help," said Doctor D.
"With what?" asked Irvine, not really wanting to do anything.
"I need you to help hook up that equipment," he took a minute to point to the wires and machines that he was talking about, "to Scarlet."
"Why should I do that?"
"Would you rather stay here and operate this?" asked Doctor D, already knowing the answer. There were to many buttons and machines to operate at once for Irvine's liking.
"Fine," he said, as he left the small room and walked over to Scarlet. He wasn't very happy at all to be helping her. She looked to him as he came over. "Go sit in that chair," he said, motioning to where he meant. She nodded and walked over, taking her seat in the metal chair. "Hey old man. Just what is it I'm suppose to do?"
"Take that wire there, the one with the large clip on the end," said Doctor D. Irvine picked it up. "All right, now hook it onto her index finger." Irvine did as he was told. "Now hook those three wires to her wrist. The pads on those wires are sticky, so they should stay on." Irvine proceeded to hook the wires.
"You're name is Irvine, right?" asked Scarlet. He looked to her and then looked back to what he was doing.
"Yeah, why?" he asked, wanting to know what she was getting at.
"Do you hate me?" she asked. He looked to her and then continued with the wires. He didn't really want to answer that question. "Do you?" she asked again.
"What if I do?" he said. He wasn't about to give a strait answer.
"I…I don't understand. Why?" she asked. This was getting annoying. This was like talking to a child.
"I just do, okay? You don't even remember anything, so who really cares?"
"I care. I want to know. Why? Why do you hate me?" Now Irvine was getting annoyed. He finished with the wires.
"Am I done yet?" he yelled to Dr. D.
"Hook that to her head," said Dr. D. He pointed to a dome shaped cap that had wires coming out of it. Irvine placed it on her head for her and then proceeded to walk back to the small room.
"You didn't answer my question," said Scarlet. Irvine stopped to look at her and was about to say something, but quickly turned around and walked back to the small room. Once he was in, Doctor D flipped a switch and the machine started.
"Now Scarlet, you need to sit still. No moving," said Doctor D. The machine started to beep and lights began to flash. A lot more data seemed to be getting collected by the machines and the printers were printing it. Scarlet, once again, didn't move an inch. She just stared strait ahead of her, as if she didn't have a thought in her head. She was empty, or that's what it seemed. Even when she was talking, she was emotionless. She had a flat tone to her voice, as if she was always confused. As if she was trying to understand something. This wasn't the same person from before. Irvine was just sitting there, thinking. When he saw Scarlet before, she was different.
Flashback…(A/N couldn't think of a better way to indicate this *sweatdropps*)
The town, or what was left of it was burning. Houses were falling apart and some were bursting into flames. There weren't many screams, or the ones that could be heard anyway. That's most likely because there was no one left to scream, or that perhaps the shock was to great, or maybe they didn't have enough time to. There were a few bodies lying around, here and there. No life in any of them, not at all. A few people were still left, walking around, too shocked and afraid to do anything. Among them was a young boy with brown hair and gray eyes. He walked around, not knowing what to expect next. The heat was getting to him as well. The sky was dark, but now the stars had been blocked out by smoke clouds rising from the burning city. It was hard to believe that this was done by one zoid. Just one, and there wasn't even an organoid involved. The boy stopped as he saw someone standing on a pile of broken and singed wood. She was looking in his direction, but he was sure she didn't see him. She wore a black body suit with a red shirt and shorts over it. She stood in the light of the fire, so everything was seeable. She had waist long red hair that swayed as the wind blew it. Her eyes were yellow. What scared the boy was the anger and hate in her eyes. The will to destroy was there…no…the need. What was even stranger was that she looked as old as he was, maybe even younger. She turned and walked towards the zoid that stood behind her and she got in, leaving the area as it was and not bothering to look back or care as to what she had done.
End Flashback…
Irvine just stared at what was in front of him. It was almost hard to believe really, that this was Scarlet, the Crimson Dawn, the Executioner. She was nothing more than a helpless child now. Her eyes lost that will to destroy, and were now filled with what looked like sorrow. Why? Irvine didn't really care; in fact, he wished she was the way she was before. Then he'd have no problem hating her, but this was making him look bad. In their eyes, she was just a lost girl who needed help. They didn't know what she was capable of.
"Why didn't you answer her question?" asked Doctor D. Irvine looked to him oddly.
"Why should I?" was the best response he could think of.
"You know why you hate her. Don't you think she has a right to know?"
"Who cares? She wouldn't understand. It's in the past."
"Exactly."
"Hmm?"
"It's in the past and there's no use dwelling on the past. You should learn to take your own advice Irvine. Why can't you just forget about it? She's not like that anymore, in fact, she's quite the opposite."
"Just because she's different now and she has no memory doesn't make up for what she's done and for the lives she's destroyed. You guys can do what you want, but I don't plan on helping. I'll stay, but I'm not gonna play these mind games with her like you all do." That was the end of their conversation and they both just sat quietly, waiting for the experiment to end.
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I finished it! Another chapter done and I think I might make this fic longer than I thought. And I know how it's gonna end! I'm sorry if you don't like this, but pleaz don't flame me. Like I said in my bio, I remove flames when I get them. Anyway, I'm sorry that this was sorta short and I promise that the next chapter will be longer, that is, if I can think of enough stuff. Oh well. I hope you like it and I'll get another chapter out as soon as I can.
Audi^.^