A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long. I am still computerless and now I am using my sis's computer. I promise to keep updating until I finish,
even if it takes me 20 years. I had a lot on my plate, what with graduating a year early and all, so w/o further ado, I give you chapter 3.
Chapter 2: Visor
Mitsukai stood waiting in the room called the lab. What the lab was, he wasn't sure, all he knew was that in the lab, you did what was
commanded or you paid the price. Right now he was supposed to wait. For what? Once again he didn't know.
He thought back to the previous week. His handler, Tanaka, had been with him. He had seemed angry about his condition. Tanaka had even
called the medic people. After he had healed, Tanaka spoke to him, asking if he remembered anything about his life.
Tanaka looked at him inquisitively. "Mitsukai, what do remember? About your life before us I mean." He looked up and merely shook his
head, indicating he remembered nothing. Tanaka sighed. That apparently hadn't been what he wanted to hear. He pressed some more, "Are
you sure? I mean, you must have had parents, or siblings? Maybe a pet?" Mitsukai sighed.
"I don't remember anything about my past. Even my name is a mystery." He looked at Tanaka. The man was middle-aged with slightly
graying brown hair. His small wire framed glasses had once again slid down his rather pointy nose. His eyes were brown and they crinkled on
the edges when he smiled. Altogether a friendly and welcome face. He made Mitsukai feel comfortable and at ease. He carefully maneuvered
his thin, malnourished body into Tanaka's lap and clung to his chest. Tanaka wrapped his arms around him, as a parent might their child.
His eyes landed on the silver thing next to them on the cot. He pointed, "What is that?" Tanaka followed his finger and smiled. Shifting
Mitsukai in his lap he brought it in front of them.
"This is a visor." At his curious glance he continued, "You wear it over your eyes."
"Why?" He had to admit, he was curious. Taking the object from Tanaka's hands, he examined it. It had a curved shape, and was very shiny.
On the inside, there were lots of thin green, red, yellow, and blue lines. Connected to those lines were little silver squares.
"Well it depends on what it was made for. This one is not quite done yet, but it's for you." Mitsukai looked at him, awe on his face. As far as
he knew, he had never gotten a gift before.
"Really? Its mine?" Tanaka chuckled at his words. Mitsukai was really just a child in a bad situation.
"Yes, when it's complete, it'll be yours." Mitsukai fingered the visor thing again, still curious about it. Tanaka then told him to get some rest
and began to rock him. Mitsukai slowly fell into a peaceful sleep.
He had gotten the visor, alright. It was now wrapped around his face. Not even Tanaka could remove it because of the way it was attached.
Tanaka had apologized to him several times while they put the thing on him; he had even wiped away the blood that trailed from the screws
burrowing into his face. He could feel every metal component snapping and clicking as they attached it to his skull. Tanaka finally convinced
one of the nurses participating in the surgery to give him some anesthesia, so that his throat could rest from his agonized screams. His face
still hurt in the most painful way. It was swollen and bruised from the manhandling he had received.
The whirring of a machine and a voice telling him it was time to begin the exercise stilled his thoughts. If he wasn't careful, more than his
face would be in pain.
TBC
AN: hey guys! I know this is short but at the moment it's the longest I have time for. I'll keep chugging along as best I can. Thanks for
reading.