A/N: Forgive me for the very, very slow update and thank you all for waiting. Seriously, speaking, about more than 6 months of not updating? Reason being I got the writer's block on this and no sparkling ideas for me to go on with it… I'm rummaging through my old pile of plotlines in order to make this story plot more smoothly. So far, I can said that Chapter 1 to Chapter 15 had all been part of Cain's reflections during the one whole year since his last battle with Abel over the skies of Londonium, the last episode of the anime series.
Most likely my recent updates are more likely one-shot comedy with no story plot as I got no script to actually follow up since the original author had decreased leaving his works unfinished. I will probably going to end this story within some more chapters or so and focus more on my other stories.
Thank you to: Liryc and Ain soph auir for taking the time to drop me a review on the previous chapter.
Updated on: 12th of October 2008
Insanity - Chapter 16: The Link to the Future.
Written by: Guardian 0 Devil
Pairing(s): As usual, you should have know it by now…
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Trinity Blood or anything else that is copyrighted, except the plotline and OCs that are of my invention and imagination. Please don't sue me. By the way, any information given here is usually found in Wikipedia and also TB Canon Translation.
(This is done in Cain's point of view. Mine are in brackets as always.)
Waking up from what seem to be a dreamless sleep, I stared listlessly in front of me. Glancing around, it seems I am in the regenerative unit specially prepared for me.
(Good morning! Can I have a cup of coffee? Pretty please?)
Getting out the unit was as easy as threatening to break it.
However, Isaak is very protective of his equipment and not as much of me because I will always heal from glass cuts. Broken glass and other expensive equipment did not heal from me.
However, that's not what I'm concerned about. I'm more curious as to why I had not been hearing the 'Voice' recently whenever I went into my regenerative naps more often lately.
(Testing, testing. One, two, three. Yoz? Can ya hear me?)
It's as if the volume is muted down. All I can hear now is the low mumbling of nothing particularly of interest. Like the passing wind through the trees as the leaves rustle softly.
(Looks like my stay in dear Cain's mind seems to be coming to an end sooner than I thought…)
As I moved to a nearby shower equipment to rinse off the sticky bath, I caught flickers of black-coated movement at the corner of my eye.
"Welcome back Master Cain" said Isaak, standing at my side as he hands me a velvet red bath robe. I nodded in acknowledgment as I slowly drabbed it over my body.
(Chotto matte. Cain is naked?! In front of Isaak?! -currently having a nose-bleeding problem-)
"What's that?" I asked as I move over to a chair while drying my long hair with a towel. Isaak seems to be fiddling with some sort of case on the desk.
"Something for you," Isaak smiled coyly, not looking up from the case. "Ideally I would like to keep you for additional monitoring, but you have already given precise orders to have you wake up in order to attend the next Orden meeting. Your devoted followers are asking after you and I have more productive things to do than keep you confined here."
Seemingly satisfied with whatever he is doing at last, Isaak turns the pocket-case around for me to look at. Nested in a bed of black Styrofoam are twelve small syringes that actually eerily glows bright green. This was not the usual serum I was used to in the past, but rather the burning bright and toxic that is much more highly concentrated. I arched one of my elegant eyebrows and looked questionably at Isaak.
"These will do the same for you as the bath does," Isaak said, tapping one of the syringes. Mere glass seemed too fragile for the powerful stuff inside,.
(Wince. Actually, I find the sound of Isaak's fingertip striking the surface making me uncomfortable.)
"More concentrated, of course, but you'll probably need it. I'm taking it that the 'Voice' you had been hearing recently is still there?" Asked Isaak.
I shrugged slightly as if this does not concern me at all.
(Duh. He's not bothering to try hiding my existence to one of his favorite servants?! I thought Cain does not want others to think of him as mentally insane?)
I suddenly give a little sneeze which caused Isaak to look at him in concern, though he try hard not to show it much.
Anyway, did someone just think of me fondly? I fervently hope that it is Abel.
"Still the same?" Asked Isaak, breaking my line of thoughts.
"Muted somewhat. It's not as loud as it was. But the 'Voice' remains since she still like to mutter something undistinguishable now and then... Even when I'm not responding actively back to her." I stated with a boredom oozing out from my bones.
(What did you take me for? Your amusement?!)
"Hmm... Very interesting results we have here… At first, I thought that it may have been Seth's nanomachines that are trying to do damage to your brain cells in order to take over your body's control," Isaak replied, "Seems like my analysis is incorrect at the moment."
(Your analysis is never correct in the first place.)
Isaak closed the pocket-case and handed it to me with both hands as if offering up an important sacrifice. "Well, here. Try to inject one of these every twenty-four hours."
"And when I run out?" Shaking one of the syringes in my right hand, I am slightly amused by the little spiral I had make in it.
"Then come back for more," Isaak said.
(Though the look on his face seemed to say: Then you will really be screwed and actively harassed by the 'Voice'. Am I really that irritating?)
Not feeling a great deal better than I had when I first come in for my health check-up on my body status, I decided to check myself out carefully.
Are my clothes washed immaculately clean-white and pressed?
Check.
Is my beautiful, silky-smooth long golden hair clean and combed to perfection?
Check.
Have my nails been perfectly manicured?
Check.
Did I put on my make-up yet?
Uncheck.
So opening my mini make-up box that I carry everywhere around, I put on some face lotion that can help moistures, whiten and also blocks out the harmful UV rays from my handsome face. Next, I put on a special kind of lip protectant lipstick which will make my mouth looks more kissable and helps prevent sunburned and chafed lips. Last but not least, I sprayed some perfume to chase away the sickly smell of strong medication. Now I feel much better to face the world.
(…You are conceited…)
After checking myself out with a little hand mirror and is satisfied with what I had done so far, I left Isaak's laboratory.
The first thing I did was stop by my personal chamber.
"Cain! You are back from your health check-up!" Cheered Abel delightfully as he run into the arms of his beloved brother.
(Somehow this scene really shocks me.)
"Abel, had you been a good boy when I was out just now?" I laughed, teasing Abel's childish acts.
"Yeah, I did not move out of this room and run about wildly." Replied Abel.
"Anyway, it's time for your health check-up too. So go to Isaak's lab by yourself then, I got a meeting to attend urgently." I said gently as I patted lovingly at my dear baby brother.
(I find this rather way too smooth for Cain's lovelife.)
"Why can't you accompany me this time like you do each time I visit Isaak's lab?" Whined Abel as he pouted.
(So cute! I want to pinch his face!!)
"I'm sorry my beloved, but please understand…"
"Oh alright..."Replied Abel with a disappointed face.
Isaak looks idly around his own laboratory while making sure his needle is squirting properly. "Well, well, well, it would seem I have you all to myself today. I don't think you'll simply just get an injection today."
He smirks innocently at the struggling person who is currently strapped down to the waist-high operation bed. "Don't bother trying to escape. Those restrains are more than capable of holding down even the strongest of Methuselahs that had snapped his mind…"
(Hey guys and gals… Can someone explain to me about why do I have the mental image of 'Rape' with Vanilla series written all over it?!)
The man on the table shifted slightly, announcing his discomfort in this rather weird situation. Abel look towards the door hopefully. Cain had been present at every single lab visit ever since he had woke up from his regenerative coma several months ago. It was not in his dearest brother's nature to leave him alone with Isaak without some sort of notice.
(Poor Abel having amnesia…)
"What are you doing?" Abel muttered fiercely as he turns his head to glare at Isaak.
"Nothing too deadly, just a simple few additional tests to make sure you are a, worthy experiment." The butler-now-turned-craze-scientist replied, walking over to another table and checking the sharpness of his scalpel.
When he was done making sure all of his equipment is working he elegantly pushed the cart over to the operation bed with poor clueless Abel on it. "Now try not to scream too much, I wouldn't want Master Cain to find out that you are here with me." Isaak smiled.
(The smile is very, very evil.)
Abel's big sapphire-blue eyes widened in fear and anger as he glared at the back of Isaak's head. He is getting ready for what Isaak had to offer, and he is ready to fight tooth and nail to get out of the laboratory that always made him sick with disgust and apprehension. Probably due to certain bad experiences that he had when he's younger, as explained by his twin brother, Cain.
"Besides that, what I'm about to do is for the sake of Master Cain…" Whispered Isaak, sadness lurked around the depths of his eyes as he stared absently at Abel.
Abel, with his enhanced hearing, caught what Isaak's whispered words and looked up into Isaak's eyes and demanded: "What does all this got to do with Cain!"
"Ah… Didn't you know that Master Cain's health is deteriorating passing second? Now he's using every bit of his energy left in his poor state of body just simply to keep it intact. His uses of the regenerative units had been increasing quite often lately. Soon, Master Cain will enter into a deep sleep… perhaps he will be unable to regain consciousness for a very long time." Explained Isaak patiently.
"… …" Abel blinked in silent shock as he listened to this news.
"Now my dear Master Abel, please do co-operate with me as I need your healthy body in order to help cure Master Cain." With that said, Isaak stick a needle into Abel's right arm.
"Don't worry, I promise all will be over once you wake up."
(Somehow that does not really bode well for Abel at all…)
At that moment the door flew open, someone stormed inside shoving Isaak away from Abel, "NO!! PLEASE DON'T HURT MASTER CAIN!!"
(That voice… sounds pretty familiar… wonder where I heard it…)
Isaak stumbled back near the full sized windows of this particular lab, "Iron! What do you think you are doing?!"
(Oh… no wonder I find it familiar.)
"I am defending the honor and chastity of Master Cain and… also this Orden!" Iron replied as she side stepped the operation bed.
(Er… excuse me, why does Cain's chastity got to do with Abel?)
"The last time I checked this is my laboratory, I am the one giving orders here!" Isaak snapped back. "You should choose your words more carefully lest I relieve you of that sharp tongue and also your irritating voice box during your next appointment. One more thing, he's not Master Cain… that's Master Abel…"
Iron glanced back at Abel (who had went into sleep due to strong sedative) with a slightly flustered and confused expression: "HUH?!"
(That's perhaps the most used word in the world.)
"This is madness! That's person is none other than Master Cain!!" Iron screeched in a pitch that made a banshee sound like a soloist at a concert.
(My poor ears are bleeding…)
Isaak slaps his hand onto his forehead, rubbing it in order to ease his headache, "How stupid can you get? Wait… No, I don't want to even know about it."
Iron suddenly attacks with her fist aiming straight for Isaak's face in the hopes of knocking Isaak into unconsciousness. However, her hopes are crashed as Isaak commanded his black shadows to deflect the attack. Then he uses it to slam Iron against the wall knocking Iron out into the state of oblivion…
(Ouch. That seem to hurt a lot, considering that the wall cracked into a million lines before crashing down into rubbles…)
"Looks like she will be out for a while… now back to what I had started…" Stated Isaak emotionlessly as he raised his scalpel against Abel…
(End of chapter 16.)
A/N: So how's that? Did you still find it interesting to read? After all, it's been more than 6 months since I updated this story.