Project, Failure
Chapter Two,
Knowledge of One, Body of Two
Drowsiness took its leave, and sickness sunk deep within. All she could see was fuzzy pictures. Nothing was clear, and her entire body felt like air, like it would just float away if it weren't held down. Sick to her stomach, the ex-experiment groaned and tried to clear her vision, only to find that she couldn't move her arms, or her legs. Something was, in fact, holding her down…but what? Chains? Wires? Rope? No, it was a titanium strap, which was nailed to the wall very firmly.
Flexing her fingers slowly, she shook off the numb feeling in them. Questions raced threw her head, as she asked herself questions about this, or that…about how and why she got there. She couldn't remember. All she could recall was a number, and the overwhelming stench of crimson bloodily fluid. Her name, not remembered, her age, not remembered, her past…nothing.
Her vision started to clear, and someone chuckled as she pulled harshly on her restraints. Her attention instantly focused, and her eyes darted around till she spotted who had made the noise. Naturally, it was Tenain, the person that carried her…somewhere. She had passed out before she had a chance to see or feel him carry her, but not that she cared. He was wrapping up her leg slowly, careful not to cause any further pain. What was wrong with it? Well, acid burns had sunk to the bone, and her flesh was damaged so badly, that the sheer smell drove her over the edge. Not to mention the fact that the number carved into the pad of her foot wouldn't stop bleeding, even if pressure were applied. "What…are you doing…?" She asked, flexing her fingers again. Tenain just chuckled, then finished wrapping her leg up.
With a swift movement, he moved some hair out of her face and offered a semi sweet smile. "I don't speak your language. German is the common language here, my dear." He said, standing up slowly. She flexed her fingers again, and then yanked abruptly and pulled the nails clean out of the cemented wall, watching as the titanium strap fell to the ground with a loud thud that echoed threw the halls.
Her arms, now lifeless by her sides, where free of any restraints. She took the opportunity to lightly brush her fingertips across the bandage wrap, which was stained with spots of blood. Tenain looked dully at her once nailed in straps, then sighed. He would need tighter security for her if it were that easy for her to break out.
Speaking of breaking, she was currently trying to remove the wrapping, and Tenain couldn't help but laugh at her pathetic attempts.
Her finger's movements where weird, as well as her wrist and arm movements, but no one could blame her. Back in the lab, her arms where always tied around her, so she never learned just how to use them properly. Tenain called in another one if his fighters, and who ever she was, she had quite the mad look to her. "Regen, you can speak that language, cant you?" He asked her, watching as Regen, the wind mistress, nodded. "Then you're her escort. Teach her about life, and about the human tongue, preferably German first, then other languages later…and also how to use those arms of hers. She won't do me much good if she can't fight." Regen nodded again, then knelt down next to the ex-experiment and took her hand away form the wrapping. Though the second Regen's skin made contact with hers, instant pain raced threw the wind mistress's body, and she let out a sharp scream from it.
Thirteen blinked once, then slowly stood to her feet, copying what Tenain did…all his muscle movements she imitated, and his expression was apparent on her face. "That was stupid." That was Thirteen's first real sign of owning her own personality. Looking at Tenain with a dullish look in her eyes, with swift movements she had a hold on his neck, and blackened aura was seeping from her fingertips at an alarmingly fast rate. "Speak. Name.." Tenain's smile, slowly turned into a smirk, then a grin as her grip on his neck tightened.
Yes, it was a very good choice to take her back with him. She would make a lovely addition to his collection. Regen, who had gotten over her recent cry of pain, was now positioning herself to attack the ex-experiment.
She lunged at the unlucky number, planning to attack from behind, but Thirteen widened her eyes and twisted her other arm the way no arm should be, and caught Regen's throat in the palm of her hand. Her arm, needless to say, had been snapped completely out of line, and Tenain could see boned starting to prod out of her skin, but no pain was expressed on her face. Nothing, but curiosity and overwhelming rage could be seen threw her eyes. Then she screamed, "Speak, Name! Stop playing games with me!"
Tenain spoke his name to her, after Regen had translated it in a raspy tone, and then slowly pried her hand from his neck, and moved her around so she also released Regen. Then he checked out her arm. Surprisingly enough, she seemed very mild tempered, despite her aggressive start off. She didn't move a muscle while Tenain was inspecting her arm, all she did was watch, examining him closely. She thought he was strange. Never had she been toughed gently. It was always with some kind of knife, or cutting tool, never their bare hands. It was a nice change.
"Now look what you've done to your arm…" Tenain sighed softly, then smiled again and slowly moved her wrist. Then, without warning, he snapped it back into place swiftly, earning a flinch from Thirteen. It didn't hurt or anything, it just startled her a little. Tenain moved his hands up her arm, moving it around then sapping it back. All that he had to do, was to wrap it up to make sure the broken bones didn't heal wrong…thought he didn't think they would. Her shoulder seemed perfectly fine, so with that done, the deceitful red head looked over at Regen, who was leaning against a wall farthest from the young experiment.
The wind goddess Tiched at Thirteen looked over at her, and then shot a nasty glare at Tenain. "You expect me to teach this worthless pile of trash how to speak German?! She cant even use her arms right, how can I work with something like that?!" Regen yelled, not scared of how her master might react. She was mad, and had lost her temper. Right then, her thoughts didn't quite make since…and lashing out at whomever she could, she had snapped at Tenain.
Which was a big mistake. Even Thirteen, with how little she knew about him, could sense his anger rising at a dangerously high rate. Regen, if she had known what was good for her, would have surly bit her tongue, and kept her words and harsh tones to herself…and, she called Thirteen a worthless pile of trash.
Well, at least Thirteen wasn't stupid enough to piss someone like Tenain off; so, maybe Regen was the worthless one. Maybe Regen was the insignificant, weak, and ignorant savage.
Thirteen was no ignorant savage. Regen, however…could have passed herself off as one. Easily.
Within seconds, Regen was thrown to the ground, and Tenain had a hold of her hair, pushing her head on the cold floor without mercy or pity. Thirteen looked down at Regen, and then blinked as crimson liquid pored from her mouth. "Blood…neh?" She whispered, trying to speak German as best she could. Her accent was terrible, however, and only barely could Tenain understand what she said. Really, the only German words she knew right off was 'no', 'yes', and 'forgive me'. Those where the only words the lab workers had bothered to teach her.
By now, she understood some of the language…but she had a hard time speaking it. All the little sounds and words the humans used sounded so strange to Thirteen's keen ears. Nothing made much sense, but, she tried to follow along all the same.
Hey, she was a surprisingly smart girl…she would catch on very quick, if given the opportunity. The humans made sure of that when they graced her with that brilliant computer like mind she possessed, and even though she was constantly calculating, thinking things over…she was also observing, and collecting data on those around her, trying to figure out how she should act, how she should speak and what she should say when she did speak. Complicated as it all seemed…to Thirteen, it was like simple math, like one and one would add up to two. Brilliant, flawless, and completely functional…her mind, was the best thing she had obtained from the crummy human's hands.
"Very good, my dear." He spoke gently, running his fingers threw her hair. 13 made a truly strange sound, leaning into his hand as he toughed her head. She liked it…she had no idea why. Still, even in her moments of pleasure, she felt a strange look coming from him when he stared. It…upset her, to say the very least. Still, she let him do as he liked…since it was better then back at the lab.
Tenain soon let her go, and stood up, casing a foul look down at Regen before the said man walked out the doors, gesturing for Regen to do as he said. She, of course, lowered her head a little, whipping the blood off the corner of her mouth with a truly pissed off expression. Oh well. She would merely take it out on Thirteen later…if she even could.
Regen smirked a sinister smirk, and then roughly grabbed Thirteen's wrist, practically yanking her to her feet with one quick pull. The unlucky number scowled a little, and then snapped her teeth at Regen's hand, causing the wind mistress to pull away.
"Filth." Thirteen grumbled, pushing past the silver haired girl, only to see her vision start to blur again. Suddenly, Thirteen grasped her forehead, reaching out with her other hand to balance herself on something.
Needless to say, there was nothing to brace herself on.
Thirteen tripped, and fell to her knees and suddenly threw up, blood pouring past her lips. That was when her vision ran black, and she felt the cold, hard floor against her cheek.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
Thirteen's eyes slowly cracked back open, seeing still, nothing but blackness and dark. However, she rolled her eyes around anyways, finally seeing something other then black. It was blue, bright blue, icy blue…that other set of eyes blinked twice, before a face also came into view.
"Yo! Up you go! Come on, get up, Sariel!" The other female called in a cheerful tone, trying to help Thirteen back up. As the unlucky numbers eyes adjusted to the surrounding, she realized that absolutely everything, everything but herself and this girl, was black! There was no ground, there was so sky or outlining…it was like the voids of space…
Though it was mildly peaceful to be here, where ever here was…Thirteen was a little freaked out by how quiet it was here. There was no constant drops of water, dripping softly, yet oh so loudly, no groaning and pained moans echoing threw the hall, no complains, no sounds of chain…everything she was used to, gone, vanished. Freaky, but relieving, all at once.
Thirteen groaned. "Where am I? Who are you?"
She could feel the chills going up her spine, but, she was unable to move. This other girl grinned a little, her own short, messy red and black hair falling over her eyes to clash with the overwhelming sensation of blue radiating form them…it was beautiful, hypnotic, entrancing…Thirteen couldn't stand to look away. Instantly, she was addicted. "Ha! Don't you know? I've been trying to get your attention…but you've been ignoring me. I would have helped you out with escaping form the lab and what not…but oh well." The girl said in a calm tone, but Thirteen wasn't listening. She was still captivated by those eyes…
"Your in the farthest parts of your subconscious mind. The place where your memories are stored, and kept. Convenient, neh?" The girl smiled this time, trying to get Thirteen to respond. "Sariel…?"
"Huh?" Thirteen blinked, having broken from her trance. "Who's Sariel?" The other girl paused, then shook her head a little, patting Thirteen's shoulder gently.
Then, the other girl pointed to herself. "Im Tesh, by the way. I'll be taking over this body…your in little condition anyways. So, just relax."
Suddenly, the girl, apparently named Tesh, vanished from this strange, dark world…leaving Thirteen to her loneliness. Thirteen, sighed softly, a look of confusion sweeping across her face. "Hn." She groaned softly, allowing herself to drift in the voids of space without a thing to do. She suddenly smirked. "This…might actually be nice." she muttered sheepishly, letting her eyes slide shut as she fell into an dreadfully deep sleep.
That's exactly what she needed…deep, lulled sleep. She wanted it, to feel completely lifeless, free, and loose; like nothing was holding her back, nothing could ever hold her down or back.
Thirteen smirked in her sleep, sighing contently. Nothing would disrupt her peace now, not now. No one would come by, rattling her care bars, or shocking her neck…no one would pour ice cold water over her head when she refused to awaken and move into another room for more testing. Nothing holding her. Nothing hurting her. Thirteen could definitely get used to this, this beautiful place full of nothing and emptiness…full of barrenness, hollow.
It was, much like death.
Thirteen's eyes snapped open, the lazy form of Binka leaning over her dead weighted body with an amused expression. "Mutt…cant you even walk three feet without falling? How pathetic!" Binka broke out into a fit of laughter, not noticing that Thirteen had already gotten to her feet, and was…dusting herself off…Then her eyes met Binka's shining silver ones, the wind mistresses laughter halting almost instantly. "Say, what's up with your eyes, mutt?"
Thirteen smirked a devilish smirk, and then cocked her head to the side. "The names Tesh, by the way." She replied bleakly, not answering the others shocked question. Thirteen, no, Tesh started walking again, a little bounce in each and every step…like she was skipping almost. It was rather cute, because Tesh was humming softly, bright, brilliantly blue eyes shimmering with her newly found freedom. Freedom! Never again would she allow Thirteen to trap her in the voids of that darkened abyss…never again would she be restricted and locked away! Tesh smirked. Oh no…she would never be contained again. She could never be contained again. Not without one heck of a fight!
Regen stuttered, then slowly followed after the other girl, whose hair was literally burning the ends off, showing its now, choppy cut to the world and all its inhabitants…like magic, her hair had been transformed to look red and black, adorable, yet very sassy looking. "…You speak…German…"
Tesh glanced back at Regen, and then rolled her eyes clearly behind her messy short hair, shrugging her shoulders. "Eh, im a fast learner. What can I say?"
What a lie. Tesh smirked and looked ahead again, not seeming to have told a lie, but the truth. She was very good at deception, whether that be a good thing, or bad. She could lie without so much as hinting towards it, and they rolled off her tongue like water threw paper…to gracefully, and perfectly, that no one would suspect otherwise. That, and she actually remembered the lies she told. Her stories had absolutely no holes. To say, without hesitation, that she was the perfect liar…would be an understatement. A huge understatement, at that. No one could lie like she could. No one felt as guiltless about lying as she did. No one could look so unexplainable innocent while lying strait to your face. Everyone messed up at least once, but not Tesh. Then again, most people cared about others…Tesh, couldn't care less.
Regen watched this girl in front of her put her arms behind her head in a bored and lazy walk now, still humming faintly. The wind mistress, soon sighed and relaxed a little, seeing someone else coming a bit closer.
"Yes!" She whispered softly, her mind formulating a perfect plan to get rid of this annoyance that was, Tesh. The boy that was walking in the opposite direction paused in his steps, seeing the newest member of the household walking towards him, her eyes closed. Regen's eyes stayed firmly locked onto the boy, even as his eyes remained on Tesh, in all her marvel. Regen waved the other over and Tesh stopped walking, her eyes sliding open slowly.
The boy started walking closer, then stopped, his eyes meeting Tesh's. Like Thirteen, he was instantly caught by her mesmerizing gaze. Regen smirked as she carefully pushed Tesh forward a bit. "Reska…this is Tesh." Regen said in a tone of mock happiness, causing Tesh to glance over at the wind mistress slowly.
Reska, as Regen called him, was frozen, his muscles refusing to move. His own, lovely green eyes seemed to widen as he continued to stare. The books he had been caring, had slipped from his hands, hitting the floor with an obnoxiously loud clutter of bangs. He didn't seem to notice, or care. Tesh, however, had seen his books fall, and she smirked faintly and knelt down, picking them up carefully. Reska's mind finally snapped back into reality, as he gasped and knelt down beside her. "Im sorry." He said in an inarticulate tone of voice, taking the books from her with a nervous smile. Regen just watched them, and soon swerved on her heels and started walking off, waving over her shoulder with a sneaky grin. "Well…she's your issue now, sucker! Just make sure the poor non-human doesn't get into to much trouble, alright, Reska!?" Regen called, not even waiting for a response before she vanished, a small gust of wind sweeping across the halls as she did so.
Tesh frowned, then stood upright, flexing her shoulders some as her eyes slowly glanced back at the still staring Reska. "So…Reska, was it?" She asked, smirking again when all he could do was nod slowly, his words not making it past his throat. Tesh had to admit, it was a bit odd to be around him…seeing as how he couldn't talk properly around her. Then again, maybe it was just a bad day for him.
"Neh, your to quiet! So boring, and un-interesting!" Tesh complained, pushing past the boy with a small sigh.
The boy just stood there, to shocked to say anything. Then, he felt the anger bubbling within him, and he angrily followed after her. Who did she think she was, anyways?! Reska glared at the back of her pretty little head, then huffed loudly, trying to get the breathtakingly beautiful girl's attention. "You got something to say, girlie?!" He barked, glaring more.
Tesh just smirked, shrugging her shoulders in a sarcastic way.
Meanwhile, while Tesh and Reska where busy arguing, Thirteen, needless to say, was the only thing that Tenain would think about. He knew very little about the girl, and wished to know everything there was to know, without directly asking her. He was watching Tesh closely from afar, tapping his chin thoughtfully. This, 'Tesh' person, seemed interesting as well…but, his concern was mostly on Thirteen. Tesh could wait till later. Besides…Thirteen, seemed more pleasant to be around.
Even if Tesh had the others fooled with her hypnotic charm and graceful strides, Tenain, was not convinced. Thirteen, was the one that should have been captivating…not Tesh. Tesh was a imposter, while Thirteen, was purely angelic, beautiful, and pure, despite being tainted by the humans. Tenain loved that about her…he would feel her immense power, it made his blood run cold, and it send chills up and down his spine…whatever Thirteen was, it was driving Tenain over the edge. Oh, how the humans had ever gotten their hands on something like her was beyond his comprehension.
No, Tesh didn't fool Tenain one bit. He would get to the bottom of this…no matter what. He was a very stubborn demon, and he would not let the subject simmer down as time passed.
He would not. "Ah, I wonder…" He tapped his cheek this time, and looked away from Tesh and Reska, trying to think of what Thirteen could have been. She was too pure to have been created solely by the hands of humans, to innocent to have been a demon before…so, what on earth was she?
Tenain smirked, and ran a hand threw his hair, before he pulled himself out of his thoughts, just in time to avoid a shifty glance form Tesh, who had looked around after she got fed up with the feeling of eyes burning into the back of her skull. Tesh's eyes narrowed, as she frowned, seeing tenain just barely as he walked out of sight, smirking about something. The girl didn't like him…not one bit.
