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Author's Note: To clarify, the story jumps nine years later after Zero's birth. Thank you for reading!
Passive Resistance
The violet eyes of the child grew cold and expressionless as he listened to the announcement made over the PA. "Zero, report to the White Room immediately. Failure to do so will entail punishment. That is all." This was the fourth time they had called him in for this week. He slid out of bed, ignoring the two dozen eyes of children he shared sleeping quarters with. Every cell in his body screamed for him not to go but he had no choice. He slowly descended the steps that would take him down to the basement of the Orphanage where the White Room was.
Funny how the little hairs on his arms stood on end as his eyes adjusted to the darkness and focused on the beam of light at the end of the corridor. He made his way down the corridor of which felt endless. The walls seemed to press closer to him as the light grew brighter. The last few steps were always the most difficult. He had to persuade his body to move-to remind himself that the pain would eventually end.
The door was slightly agape so he slid through into the room quietly. Zero was greeted by two very pale faces in green robes and caps. A sheen of sweat glossed his forehead as the boy of nine steeled himself for a long night. They moved swiftly, fastening him down by the ankles and wrists onto the examination bed placed at the center of the room with iron bracelets. Resisting was futile. He had learned that the hard way as he grimly remembered the sharp needle biting into his cheek instead of his neck where it was intended to go.
The only act of resistance Zero boldly displayed were through his eyes, burning of contempt at the Vampires who subjected him to these painful experimentations. As much as he knew about how it felt to be experimented upon, he was clueless to his experimenters' goals. What were they planning on doing with the details they gleaned from all these Unknown children including himself? Even he was curious about why Unknowns existed but weren't there other ways to learn more about them?
Zero's thoughts were disrupted by the barrage of pain blossoming from his neck. He writhed and howled from the excruciating sensation that was sending shivers down his spine and causing him to break out in cold sweat. His neck felt like it was being licked by flames as his eyes rolled backward from the unbearable agony. He was gasping for air as the pain continued to crescendo. The last bit of sound Zero heard before the darkness welcomed him into its embrace was the disappointed sighs of his experimenters as they watched him faint.