"Assassin's Creed - Part 5"
The Doctor clamped his hands over his ears to dispel Ciel Phantomhive's screams. The boy would just not be silent, screaming horridly inside his cage. This then got the other children started. They weren't wailing or crying, but shouting in protest at what may befall them, observing what the Doctor had been doing to other children, and they did not want it to happen to them. He simply could not work like this!
He left his infirmity and slammed the door behind him, leaving the children to shout to themselves. But their screams could still be heard through the door. The Phantomhive boy had been screaming like this for three days straight, whenever he entered the lab, and he had not been able to continue any of his experiments. He demanded the boy be removed, but Kelvin told him to deal with it. Even when the boy was taken out of his cage in preparation for an experiment, he would thrash around uncontrollably and would be very uncooperative, and for some reason, did not respond well to brainwashing…
He had heard a rumor that Ciel Phantomhive had been taken to a medium soon after his fraternal brother had died - Lukas Phantomhive also known as Number Six - and this medium erased Ciel's memory of him. He didn't know the full circumstances of it, but he wondered if this previous "brainwashing" had something to do with Ciel Phantomhive's lack of lenience unlike others in acceptance of Kelvin's brainwashing?
Notwithstanding, he wanted the kid gone. If he could not be brainwashed or used for one of his experiments, he had no use for the kid. But to just kill him would be a waste. The Inner Circle - a group of political mogul's with their own agenda when it came to the sovereign imperative of England - paid good money for blood sacrifices that they offered up to a demonic divinity that they worshipped. He could not recall who. And he didn't care.
Venturing up to the operation centre, where he was going to inform Kelvin - or Father - to remove the Ciel brat from his infirmity, he began to hear a loud, ruckus commotion as he reached the entrance to the room. Inside, five men were attempting to restrain Number Six, who for some reason, was going crazy!
"Subdue him, fools!" Kelvin ordered the five men in black attire.
They were unarmed, but heavily build. They looked like thugs, all bald. And yet sNumber Six easily overcame them, tossing them away as if they were nothing. The child was extremely strong for his pint size of ten years old. One man was thrown over a table and into a laboratory experiment, two men crashed together that came at Number Six from either side - the boy veering away on instinct. Another man grabbed the kid, but Number Six kicked him between the legs and then snapped his neck. And the fifth man looked to be momentarily scared at what the boy had done to his other four enforcers before attacking him, but appeared to be the smarter of the five and weaved away when the boy lunged for him, quickly grabbing Number Six in a moment of weakness and imbalance in a bear hug, holding him tight.
"What's going on?" the Doctor demanded.
"Strap him in the chair!" Kelvin ordered.
The man did, but with difficulty.
The Doctor came to Kelvin's side. "What's wrong with him?"
Kelvin shook his head. "When he returned from his last mission, he suddenly became violent and confused, and then began throwing some kind of childish temper."
"What about? Could it be his programming?"
"I don't see how?"
Number Six screamed to be released and he struggled hopelessly against the leather binds of the metal chair. Binds had been attached, but Number Six had never needed them before except in the very beginning. Over the past couple of years since his inception into Kelvin's little army, he had be completely obedient and loyal. Now something had gone wrong.
"Turn on the kaleidoscope!" Kelvin ordered. "Open his eyes!"
The machine was switched on and began to spin with the assassin's creed. The man who had captured Number Six used his fingers to forcefully widen open the boy's eyes. But Number Six thrashed his head around making it impossible to keep him steady for the creed to reinforce his brainwashing. Suddenly Number Six bit one of the man's finger's off, blood dripped down the boy's mouth as the man screamed.
Number Six shifted his weight from side-to-side, rocking the chair, loosing its bolts in the floor. The Doctor took action and opened up a near by medicine cabinet, took out a small bottle, opened it, grabbed a handkerchief from an inside pocket beneath his lab coat and poured some of the liquid contents on it. Then he pressed it against Number's Six's face, over his mouth and nose.
Number Six had no choice but to breath it in and immediately began to loose consciousness. But before he did, he said one single word, completely unexpected to everyone listening… "Luuukaaasss…" Then his head dropped to his chin, and Number Six fell unconscious.
The Doctor looked back at Kelvin. Kelvin's one unbandaged eye was wide with shock and surprise. "Lukas? That is his real name, is it not? How did he break his programming?" For the first time ever, he found Kelvin speechless. Normally Kelvin had an answer for everything.
The Doctor pointed to a man in a lab coat. "You, take care of that man…" referring to the fingerless enforcer. "I'll reattach his finger later, but put it on ice or it will rot!" Then he pointed to the another enforcer getting to his feet, the man who had been thrown over a table. "And you, put Number Six in a cage until we can learn what went wrong!"
"In a cage, Doctor?" Kelvin protested. "He is my best assassin! My pride and joy!"
"With all due respect, sir, if you continue to override an individual's free will, the brain will eventually find a way to break free of its own method," the Doctor said. "Dr. Freud speaks of this in his studies in child psychology. A new way must be devised to keep Number Six in line or we will have another incident like this one. Something must have happened on his last mission to bring his buried identity to the surface. A word spoken, a sound, a smell - anything can trigger hidden memories."
"Fix him!" Kelvin ordered.
The Doctor nodded. And watched as the enforcer carried Number Six away over his shoulder. "On another note," the Doctor said. "The other Phantomhive boy. He is unruly and my experiments are suffering. He continues to scream and interrupt me. Nothing is being accomplished in my lab."
"You have spoke about this to me before. In light of your valor have, I will acquiesce to your request on this issue and have him transferred. He will join the rest of the children that will be sent to the Inner Circle for their sacrifice. I will inform Sasha and Samuel Ironstadt of the addition."
The Doctor nodded and thanked him. Perhaps now he can get back to work.
In the days that followed, Number Six finally returned under Kelvin's control with several rigorous treatments of a harsh nature. It took methods very near to torture before the Lukas's identity was once again submerged beneath that of the loyal assassin Number Six. But why it had happened was still a mystery. His last mission was to kill Vincent Phantomhive's loyal friend and enforcer Vulcan Hardgrove.
An secret investigation was launched in the location Number Six said he had killed Vulcan, but nothing had been found that would indicate anything that would cause Number Six's confusion and temper. Scotland Yard confirmed the death of Rex "Vulcan" Hardgrove found in the warf warehouse with his heart and right lung punctured through. This corresponded to Number Six's kill strikes he had told.
Notwithstanding, in the days that also followed, tragic news befell Kelvin as the deaths of nearly thirty Inner Circle members were reported by one of their representatives. Each member who had had attended the "sacrifice" that was scheduled had been slaughtered by some unknown…thing! Their bodies mutilated in such horrid ways that they could hardly be called human.
The secret underground amphitheatre, the Inner Circle's special meeting place, where the killings happened was sealed off after the findings. Scotland Yard was never told. And the killings were covered up, their families given some "believable" excuse. Many of England's prominent socialites and men had been killed in the amphitheatre.
Bryon Kelvin and the Doctor conversed alone in Kelvin's private quarters in his secret lair. Kelvin held the report that was delivered to him of the carnage inside the amphitheatre. A few photographs had been taken, but the hazy black and white stills could never match what he had seen first hand.
"They all died?" the Doctor said.
"Except a select few who were away on other business - five Inner Circle members are left, that's how we came to learn of this tragedy," Kelvin confirmed. "My nephew, a gypsy woman and the twins were in attendance, but they all miraculously managed to survive this grotesque massacre."
"Do we know who may have committed this horrendous act?"
Kelvin shook his head. "No clues were found, and my nephew and the twins did not see anything from what they tell me - they hid somewhere safe, blinding themselves to the slaughter; the place was too dark. All they say is that they felt death. I must question them more about it later. Notwithstanding, the children who were to be sacrificed were also killed. All except one, and his body is missing."
"Ciel Phantomhive," the Doctor ventured a guess.
"Correct."
"There is no way he could have done all this, even with his unruly behavior of prior."
Kelvin agreed. "Indeed, Doctor." He looked retrospective. "Nevertheless, to what or to whom the Inner Circle were sacrificing those children to, I fret, that they may have succeeded."
END