Fiona took a deep breath before replying, "Ma'am, he is currently under going the experiment." There was a slight pause before Meryl answered. "I think I'm going to come see him." Fiona glanced to her grandfather with a panicked squeak. "Uh, well he's not available because he's not concious." Gero grabbed the phone. "He will be home for dinner tomorrow, Mrs. Tuscon."
"Oh, well that's better."
Gero hung up the phone as Fiona let out a relieved sigh. "How can you just lie like that? She's going to be expecting him." Gero grinned a toothy smile. "Well then she'll recieve him." Fiona's eyes lit up. "You mean he'll be ready by then?" Gero nodded slowly as he turned off the final lights. "Tomorrow morning we shall activate them. Until then, get a good nights rest okay?" Fiona nodded as he patted her head softly. She gave one last glance to the twins before heading upstairs.
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The liquid drained with an agonizing slow speed. The two still stood motionless, their hair now clinging to their scalps as they hung loosely, their heads resting on their chests. Fiona watched as Gero slowly dialed a few settings. The wait was killing her. In just a few moments she'd have Dameon back. She watched as the two were laid onto the cold, metallic tables. Fiona quickly grabbed two rather thin, dainty cloths and laid them across Desiree's privates. She then took another sheet and laid it across Dameon. "Now, in just a few seconds they will be back." Fiona nodded and held her breath as she injected a light blue liquid into Dameon's arm. . .
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His eyes shot open and air filled his lungs. It wasn't like he needed it though. He couldn't feel the air at all, he couldn't feel the tempreture nor the cool metal below. He felt nothing. He watched the dark blurs move about him, talking in a language he couldn't comprehend. One figure was female, he could tell by her curves. Numbers flashed across his view and he read her age, sex and power level. She was weak and young. He tried to refocus his eyes but couldn't. He wondered why on earth he was here or why there were people standing above him.
Suddenly a surge of pain ran up his spine like a bolt of lighting. It spread through his limbs to his very toes and fingertips. He felt it twist in his stomach and throughout every other organ in his body. He let out an angry cry as it throbbed once again...
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"Grandpa! You're hurting him!" cried Fiona as Dameon's body tried to throw itself from the table. Gero shrugged off her words and continued the same procedure with Desiree. Her feminine scream filled the labortory's walls and it echoed along with her brother's. Fiona grabbed his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Please be patient," she whispered to him, but it was too late. At the exact moment the two rose up and turned their attention to Gero. "Hello Doctor Gero," they spoke in an eerie unison.
Gero grinned proudly. "Ahh, I am glad you are both running." Fiona frowned, glancing to him as the two dressed themselves. Fiona walked to Dameon as Gero began to fiddle with a few circuts that were hanging from Desiree's arm. "Are you okay?" she whispered. He stared at her with emotionless eyes. Fiona buttoned his shirt. "Dameon?" she questioned his crystaline eyes. "Dameon?" he repeated. Gero glanced over and ran to him, hitting a switch which knocked Dameon out cold.
His sister sat on the other table without the least bit of interest. "Why did you do that?" growled Fiona as she finished buttoning his shirt. Gero glared. "You mustn't bring up their past, you stupid girl! Do you want to restart the entire project?!" Fiona glanced to Dameon, his painful screams refilling her memories. She couldn't put him through that again. "No." Gero walked back to Desiree without taking his eyes from Fiona's.
"Now, finish dressing him. I need to run some tests before we send them home."
Fiona frowned. "Won't their parents remind them of their past?" Gero laid Desiree back down. "I'll think of something, just don't worry about it." Fiona glared at her grandfather with a slight resentment. He wasn't himself lately.
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She watched the old man work about her as she sat stupidly upon the table. She knew that she could easily take him yet she wanted to be stronger and if she played like a puppet for now he could easily help her. Her brother was acting harmonously with her as she watched him stare into space. Whoever the female was, she had a huge attraction to her brother. The old man called her Fiona so most likely that was the girl's name.
She watched him check her pulse then a few moments later moved to her brother. She passed him a slight grin before the old man began work on them again. "Now since you can't eat our food," whispered the old man, "you can always say you have already eaten." She nodded numbly before he led her to the shiny car.
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"Oh it seems you've been gone forever!" exclaimed Derick as he hugged his daughter. He frowned as she just stood there. "Are you feeling alright?" The blonde sighed. "Talk to Doctor Gero, Father." He nodded slowly before turning on the older man. "What's wrong with her?" Gero sighed calmly and let out an elaborate lie about chemicals and other nonsense. Meryl didn't buy it for a second and once Gero was occupied she grabbed Fiona.
"Read this," she ordered sternly, reminding Fiona terribly of Dameon. She took the piece of paper with a pale hand and read under her breath:
Mother,
Desiree has her doubts about this experiment and so do I. I want you to know that I always admired you most.
Dameon
Fiona shrugged, trying to conceal her confusion. "Sounds like a little anxiety, that's all." Meryl frowned, her crystal eyes burning impatiently into Fiona's violet. "Does my son seem like the type to compliment me like that?" she spat, pointing at the section about admiring her the most. "Not only that, but the type to write a letter to his mother period?!" Fiona let out a heavy sigh. "I understand your concern Mrs. Tuscon, but I can assure you that Dameon is fine." Meryl shook her head. "He's not my Dameon, he's yours."
She walked past the girl angrily. "I think you should leave Doctor Gero," she growled as the rest of her family and Gero began to sit at the table. "Shall we stay, Mother?" asked Dameon in a rather monotone voice. Meryl glanced to her son then back to her husband. "Actually, I was wondering if the twins could come back with me to make sure there are no side affects?" Meryl bit back angry tears and nodded. "Whatever you need, just so I can have my children back."
The six of them walked to the door, Derick trailing behind. Desiree gave him a small hug goodbye and the same to her mother before re-entering the car. Fiona waited patiently outside as Gero said his goodbyes. Dameon was the last to approach the car.
"Come back home soon," whispered Meryl, placing a hand to his cool cheek. "I will," he practically growled. "Take care of your sister and watch out for that Gero man," warned Derick, staring at his son with a serious concern. Dameon gave a curt nod. "He should watch out for me, Father." Meryl watched the darkness resurface for a second as it had that day many years ago when the twins sat upon the porch. She gave a slight shudder at the many thoughts and images that passed through her mind. She closed her eyes to block them away. Once she opened her eyes, they were pulling out of the driveway.
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Fiona watched the two sleep, well if you could even call it sleep. It was more like charging. "They're not going to see their parents again, are they Grandpa?" she asked, hugging her arms to her sides. Gero squeezed her shoulder with a slight sigh. "I'm afraid not." He hit a blue switch which continued to pump a liquid into them. "What's that for?" Gero turned. "They will be ten times stronger by morning with this little liquid." Fiona glanced at their feet where two numbers were written, 17 and 18. "You've renamed them?" she quesitoned. He turned back around and walked upstairs. "Come Fiona, let's get to bed." She sighed heavily before following suit.
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She glanced to her brother as dawn lit up the laboratory. "Is it over, Juunanagou?" He turned to his sister and smirked. "How am I supposed to know?" She rolled her eyes and hopped off the table, ripping the pumping cords from her arms. She glared at him for a moment as he too, pulled off the restraints. "Shall we awake the old man?" Juuhachigou grinned. "It couldn't hurt." The two passed a humored glance before Juunanagou replied, "Well I think it could but what's the fun in that?" Juuhachigou grinned and followed her brother to the old man's bedroom in a mystic silence.
They opened his bedroom door to find him snoring softly, lying on his side. Juuhachigou held back a girlish giggle of excitement as her brother pulled the covers from Gero's body. He grabbed at the covers in his sleep. "This is too easy," said Juunanagou. Gero's eyes shot open at the sound of one of his test patients voices. "Juunanagou!" he exclaimed. Juuhachigou stepped out from behind her brother's silohette. "Good morning Doctor." Juunanagou rose his hand in a fluid motion. "Any last words, Doctor Gero?"
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A/N: Well I think the next chapter will be the end, I'm afraid. Until then...:P
"Oh, well that's better."
Gero hung up the phone as Fiona let out a relieved sigh. "How can you just lie like that? She's going to be expecting him." Gero grinned a toothy smile. "Well then she'll recieve him." Fiona's eyes lit up. "You mean he'll be ready by then?" Gero nodded slowly as he turned off the final lights. "Tomorrow morning we shall activate them. Until then, get a good nights rest okay?" Fiona nodded as he patted her head softly. She gave one last glance to the twins before heading upstairs.
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The liquid drained with an agonizing slow speed. The two still stood motionless, their hair now clinging to their scalps as they hung loosely, their heads resting on their chests. Fiona watched as Gero slowly dialed a few settings. The wait was killing her. In just a few moments she'd have Dameon back. She watched as the two were laid onto the cold, metallic tables. Fiona quickly grabbed two rather thin, dainty cloths and laid them across Desiree's privates. She then took another sheet and laid it across Dameon. "Now, in just a few seconds they will be back." Fiona nodded and held her breath as she injected a light blue liquid into Dameon's arm. . .
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His eyes shot open and air filled his lungs. It wasn't like he needed it though. He couldn't feel the air at all, he couldn't feel the tempreture nor the cool metal below. He felt nothing. He watched the dark blurs move about him, talking in a language he couldn't comprehend. One figure was female, he could tell by her curves. Numbers flashed across his view and he read her age, sex and power level. She was weak and young. He tried to refocus his eyes but couldn't. He wondered why on earth he was here or why there were people standing above him.
Suddenly a surge of pain ran up his spine like a bolt of lighting. It spread through his limbs to his very toes and fingertips. He felt it twist in his stomach and throughout every other organ in his body. He let out an angry cry as it throbbed once again...
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"Grandpa! You're hurting him!" cried Fiona as Dameon's body tried to throw itself from the table. Gero shrugged off her words and continued the same procedure with Desiree. Her feminine scream filled the labortory's walls and it echoed along with her brother's. Fiona grabbed his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Please be patient," she whispered to him, but it was too late. At the exact moment the two rose up and turned their attention to Gero. "Hello Doctor Gero," they spoke in an eerie unison.
Gero grinned proudly. "Ahh, I am glad you are both running." Fiona frowned, glancing to him as the two dressed themselves. Fiona walked to Dameon as Gero began to fiddle with a few circuts that were hanging from Desiree's arm. "Are you okay?" she whispered. He stared at her with emotionless eyes. Fiona buttoned his shirt. "Dameon?" she questioned his crystaline eyes. "Dameon?" he repeated. Gero glanced over and ran to him, hitting a switch which knocked Dameon out cold.
His sister sat on the other table without the least bit of interest. "Why did you do that?" growled Fiona as she finished buttoning his shirt. Gero glared. "You mustn't bring up their past, you stupid girl! Do you want to restart the entire project?!" Fiona glanced to Dameon, his painful screams refilling her memories. She couldn't put him through that again. "No." Gero walked back to Desiree without taking his eyes from Fiona's.
"Now, finish dressing him. I need to run some tests before we send them home."
Fiona frowned. "Won't their parents remind them of their past?" Gero laid Desiree back down. "I'll think of something, just don't worry about it." Fiona glared at her grandfather with a slight resentment. He wasn't himself lately.
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She watched the old man work about her as she sat stupidly upon the table. She knew that she could easily take him yet she wanted to be stronger and if she played like a puppet for now he could easily help her. Her brother was acting harmonously with her as she watched him stare into space. Whoever the female was, she had a huge attraction to her brother. The old man called her Fiona so most likely that was the girl's name.
She watched him check her pulse then a few moments later moved to her brother. She passed him a slight grin before the old man began work on them again. "Now since you can't eat our food," whispered the old man, "you can always say you have already eaten." She nodded numbly before he led her to the shiny car.
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"Oh it seems you've been gone forever!" exclaimed Derick as he hugged his daughter. He frowned as she just stood there. "Are you feeling alright?" The blonde sighed. "Talk to Doctor Gero, Father." He nodded slowly before turning on the older man. "What's wrong with her?" Gero sighed calmly and let out an elaborate lie about chemicals and other nonsense. Meryl didn't buy it for a second and once Gero was occupied she grabbed Fiona.
"Read this," she ordered sternly, reminding Fiona terribly of Dameon. She took the piece of paper with a pale hand and read under her breath:
Mother,
Desiree has her doubts about this experiment and so do I. I want you to know that I always admired you most.
Dameon
Fiona shrugged, trying to conceal her confusion. "Sounds like a little anxiety, that's all." Meryl frowned, her crystal eyes burning impatiently into Fiona's violet. "Does my son seem like the type to compliment me like that?" she spat, pointing at the section about admiring her the most. "Not only that, but the type to write a letter to his mother period?!" Fiona let out a heavy sigh. "I understand your concern Mrs. Tuscon, but I can assure you that Dameon is fine." Meryl shook her head. "He's not my Dameon, he's yours."
She walked past the girl angrily. "I think you should leave Doctor Gero," she growled as the rest of her family and Gero began to sit at the table. "Shall we stay, Mother?" asked Dameon in a rather monotone voice. Meryl glanced to her son then back to her husband. "Actually, I was wondering if the twins could come back with me to make sure there are no side affects?" Meryl bit back angry tears and nodded. "Whatever you need, just so I can have my children back."
The six of them walked to the door, Derick trailing behind. Desiree gave him a small hug goodbye and the same to her mother before re-entering the car. Fiona waited patiently outside as Gero said his goodbyes. Dameon was the last to approach the car.
"Come back home soon," whispered Meryl, placing a hand to his cool cheek. "I will," he practically growled. "Take care of your sister and watch out for that Gero man," warned Derick, staring at his son with a serious concern. Dameon gave a curt nod. "He should watch out for me, Father." Meryl watched the darkness resurface for a second as it had that day many years ago when the twins sat upon the porch. She gave a slight shudder at the many thoughts and images that passed through her mind. She closed her eyes to block them away. Once she opened her eyes, they were pulling out of the driveway.
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Fiona watched the two sleep, well if you could even call it sleep. It was more like charging. "They're not going to see their parents again, are they Grandpa?" she asked, hugging her arms to her sides. Gero squeezed her shoulder with a slight sigh. "I'm afraid not." He hit a blue switch which continued to pump a liquid into them. "What's that for?" Gero turned. "They will be ten times stronger by morning with this little liquid." Fiona glanced at their feet where two numbers were written, 17 and 18. "You've renamed them?" she quesitoned. He turned back around and walked upstairs. "Come Fiona, let's get to bed." She sighed heavily before following suit.
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She glanced to her brother as dawn lit up the laboratory. "Is it over, Juunanagou?" He turned to his sister and smirked. "How am I supposed to know?" She rolled her eyes and hopped off the table, ripping the pumping cords from her arms. She glared at him for a moment as he too, pulled off the restraints. "Shall we awake the old man?" Juuhachigou grinned. "It couldn't hurt." The two passed a humored glance before Juunanagou replied, "Well I think it could but what's the fun in that?" Juuhachigou grinned and followed her brother to the old man's bedroom in a mystic silence.
They opened his bedroom door to find him snoring softly, lying on his side. Juuhachigou held back a girlish giggle of excitement as her brother pulled the covers from Gero's body. He grabbed at the covers in his sleep. "This is too easy," said Juunanagou. Gero's eyes shot open at the sound of one of his test patients voices. "Juunanagou!" he exclaimed. Juuhachigou stepped out from behind her brother's silohette. "Good morning Doctor." Juunanagou rose his hand in a fluid motion. "Any last words, Doctor Gero?"
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A/N: Well I think the next chapter will be the end, I'm afraid. Until then...:P