Gijinka Fusions

White metal covered the walls, a single red painted line was about a foot off the ground, almost half a foot tall. The ceiling was at least nine feet tall, but looking back at the red line it gave the feeling that blood was used to paint it. A small chill moved through the small path, the hall fused into another at its side in the shape of a "T", yet it seemed to hide with the lights in the ceiling casting a lot of shadowing light.

The echoing of shoes filled the halls, a young man slowly walked through the halls with a folder in his left hand. His hand tightly at his side and bent into a fist to hold the bottom of the folder upright.

'So the boss wants it done.' Eric thought as the steps he took made a clap sound echo through the halls. The thought of the idea that his boss planned was a good one. 'If we have her here, then we need to make use of a new test subject.' After a few minute more of walking he stopped at a black door to his left. The shine of the black paint on the door reflected the bright lights that hung from the ceiling. It was at least six feet wide and seven tall with both of the top edges cut off at a forty-five degree angle. It was cut to end a foot down from the top of the door with a red half a foot wide metal plate that jutted outwards. Eric took a step forward as the doors opened, both sliding into the wall to show a room inside. The room was a good size, as to Eric's left were shelves that went the length of the thirty foot wall and were full of what looked to be test tubes filled with blood, and the shelves had a glass door that covered the entire area to protect them. At least ten feet away from the stored blood was a table of sorts that hosted a row of ghostly white computers.

Both were flat screen computers which were only about an inch thick, the front half was still the pure bone white color originally painted on it, while the back half was repainted a blood shot red. The screens were about five feet apart on the ten foot long table, which was also just under five feet tall. The counter top was a white marble that matched the walls surrounding the back, left and right sides. A red line, about three inches thick, seemed to hover on the wall above the table as well as the bottom line that was a half foot from the ground. Matching diagonal fading lines rested on the blood red stripe at a forty-five degree angle and it repeated across the walls, the pattern repeated on the two computer towers. However behind the table were two chairs, both made of a white plastic structure with a type of red leather on the seat, and on one of the chairs, was a purple haired adult, the male in his thirties.

The man gazed at the computer screen with his pink colored eyes, a white lab coat covering his other clothing from the material he worked with. As the hiss of the door to the room closed, he twisted his head to look at Eric, while extending his bent left leg so that he could push himself backwards, making his white pants visible.

"Eric, do you have the boss's orders?" the purple haired man asked as he sat in his chair, harsh eyes looking at Eric as he walked closer, each step making a small echo of the rubber soles on the tiled floor sound. When Eric finally stood in front of the table, he raised his right hand and held the folder tight, bending his arm so he still held a fist with his palm facing himself before he flipped the opened side to land on the table top. In the process he released his fist to have in flattened out.

"Emile, the boss wants the directions in the folder done." Eric told the other male.

Emile sighed and shook his head before he replied. "Does it have to do with the new girl you brought in?" he then pinched the bridge of his nose before he reached for the file with his left hand. Still resting in the back of the chair he opened the folder sideways looking at the file of the new girl with practiced eyes, where they immediately went down to the blood type, and after that he shifted the pages to find the order before he stood. Moving around the table and Eric, Emile made his way to the blood samples where he opened the glass sliding door with his hands. "Let's see..." He muttered to himself while placing both hands in his coat pockets.

Eric twisted himself to look at Emile's back, "Do you have any that will work?"

"Ah ha!" Emile grinned. "Found two!" He reached out with his left hand to grip one vial in front of his eyes and another on a lower shelf a second later. With the two between his fingers, Emile walked back to Eric with a smile on his face as he went to the front of the desk to open a drawer that had a melt frame work to hold the tubes so that they wouldn't brake. Placing them into the frame work gently, Emile put both hands onto the table to hold himself up. "So I guess he really wants this down, huh?"

"He wants it done soon for more data." Eric answered with his hands in his pockets.

Emile sighed "Alright, I will get it ready, just bring the girl here. "

"Alrighty I'll do that!" Eric raised his voice as he spoke, and immediately afterward he walked out the metal sliding doors with his sounds of his footsteps echoing through the halls once again.

'One more' Emile thought as he watched the other leave, 'This is going to be fun!'

…

With her red hair wavy hair pulled into a low pony-tail, Roxy laid face first into her bed, a click sounding as door was opened. She turned her head to see Eric walk in making her anger rise to a dangerous level, spurring her to quickly roll onto her back in a split-second. Eric was at the edge of the bed as she rolled over and gripped her arm to pull her to an almost upright position. "Don't fight," Eric ordered "Your coming with me." With his left hand he held her arm tightly.

Roxy bared her teeth, 'crud, I can't get out of this.' "Tch," She then hissed, "Let me stand up."

With a quick release of his hand, Eric released her making her suddenly drop onto the floor and land on her rear, hard. "You jerk!" She roared.

"Heh," Eric breathed. "Stand up or I will knock you out" he spoke as he crossed both of his arms.

Using both her hands, Roxy pushed herself upwards and then bent in her knees to be halfway in a crouch position before she stood upwards. Eric quickly grabbed one of Roxy's wrists and guided the one hand to her other taking out a small piece of rope to tire her wrists together.

Wincing at the sudden pain and closing her eyes as the rope bound her hands behind her back she growled at the male. "What was that for?"

A smile slowly creped onto Eric's face before he went back to his unreadable expression. "I can't let you get away now can I?"

…

Emile was reading the files while checking for something that he might have missed, as he read through it the door opened and he gazed over to see Roxy and Eric come through, quickly making Emile push the chair he had been sitting in back with his legs as he suddenly stood upright. Roxy however immediately noticed a metal table about ten feet behind the purple haired man, making her movements still for a second.

Forcing her to move, Eric guided Roxy to the table, and once she was there he shoved her to slightly into the metal. "Sit" Eric ordered, his eyes harsh. Complying out of instinct Roxy got onto the metal table, using her tied hands to raise herself high enough to hop up the rest of the way onto the cold surface.

Emile the called to her "Lay down."

Roxy still nervous, did as she was told. 'Is there any way out of this?' She wondered as she swung her legs onto the table and felt Eric remove the rope that tied her wrists together. Then she laid down with both hands at her side to have them tied to the table by Eric, closely followed by her ankles. But it was then that Roxy saw what Emile had stepped over with, his hands holding a wire set.

A wire set that held two blood tubes.

Not much, but I kinda was decriptive with the building. Anyways mono toned chapter. But Its a good one. Hopefully you all will like this chapter