A/N: Okay, so I'm actually really excited about this one. I have so many different ideas to go with this story that I couldn't help but write it out. This is probably one of the longest chapters I've ever written, which might be pathetic since others can write so much more but 4,188 words without the author note or summary. I really really hope you all like this as much as I do. There are a total of three stories that I truly can not wait to do. This one, Heiress Undercover from the chapter before this and another that's called Delusional. I'll let you give that one some thought. I'm not settled on the title to this one so that will probably change. But each of these three stories will be a bit different than I normally do. This one will be eventual Nalu, but not centered around just that like most of my others. Delusional will partially be a tragedy kind of story.

Summary: The world is at war and everyone is involved. Lucy, a world renown scientist is forced into making a drug to aid in the extraction of information from anyone that they deem an enemy. But when forced to use this drug for the first time herself, she's hesitant. This was never what she had wanted. Knowing that she had no choice, she entered the interrogation room with a heavy heart knowing that everyone they torture using her drug will be hurt because of her. But, the one sitting tied to the chair was not who she would have expected and now she finds herself struggling even more with what she would be forced to do.

The Science of Love

Chapter 1

Lucy stood in the middle of her laboratory. Sorrow filled brown eyes scanned over the paper work that she held in her trembling hand. This is what they had wanted, all of the results were perfect, so why was she so upset? Because this isn't what she herself had wanted. Never in her life had she imagined that her career choice as a scientist would bring her here. She had worked so hard on medicinal advancement. She had already discovered vaccines that proved successful and helped thousands of people all over the world. But, she just couldn't seem to figure out that one cure. She just couldn't get it right. She was slowly loosing hope.

When they came and rounded her up, they told her that she would just be working to help keep the troops alive. Working on cures, antidotes and things such as that. That she would be a part of something good. Something like that had always been her lifelong ambition. Lucy had always wanted something good to come from her work. She had never thought that they'd force her into torture. This drug, the very one that took her two years to develop is finally done. The blond knew that the higher ups would be thrilled but she was tempted to toss away the results so they couldn't use it as a weapon. If they did, then every single torture, every single death, all that blood would be on her hands. And she couldn't handle that.

This drug, it had the ability to make someones nerves much more sensitive. Decrease their tolerance to pain by extraordinary amounts. It could make a simple paper cut feel as if your hand was being cut off. Increase the amount of pain one feels tenfold which, she knew all too well, would be used to torture the enemy. With this they could deal out so much more pain without actually having to inflict the damage needed for it. Thus meaning they can keep the enemy alive longer. The longer they stay alive, the more torture they could inflict until they got what they needed from the captive. Once they were finished with them, she knew that the only thing left for that person was death.

Lucy had been debating on escaping for quite some time now, but she was never able to think of a way. Nor did she ever truly have the motivation to do it. And that was mainly out of fear. If she were to leave here, more than likely she would just end up in the same position that she is in now, just on another side. At least here, she has some form of freedom. For all she knew, it could get worse. It's hard to imagine that anything could get worse than this but she had heard the stories. She knew what it meant to be an enemy to the other side. And even if she did manage to escape and not get captured by the enemy, where would she go? No one would help her, they would never risk themselves for her sake and quite frankly, she wouldn't blame them.

It also didn't help that Lucy knew that if she escaped, she would be tracked down. They would do everything to find her and bring her back. The door to her laboratory slid open, the swooshing sound drawing the blonds attention as her sad eyes turned to one of the guards. The man had an air of authority about him as he stood there, looking over her through his blue shaded glasses. His silver hair was pushed back, his gray eyes taking a moment to glance over the lab before turning to Lucy once more. "The master would like to speak with you." He stated, his voice cool and lacking any sort of emotion. There wasn't very many people that she liked in here, if any at all. And this man she truly despised. He thought of himself as above all others. Thinking that no one could outsmart him or be stronger than him. Except the master, of course. He practically worshiped the ground that man walked on.

Sighing, the blond scientist nodded. Her eyes turned back to the paper in her hands, placing it back into it's file and hoping that he didn't see. She didn't want to give it up. To give them something like that to use in such a way. It went against everything she believed in. But she also knew that the master wouldn't be willing to wait much longer. The masters patience was already wearing thin with her and her reluctance to help them. "Is that the results of the drug?" The silver haired man asked, pointing to the paper she had just put away. He quickly approached, his hand grasping the folder from her and quickly opening it. Well, there was no way to deny it now.

"Give it back, Rustyrose." Lucy commanded. Brown eyes narrowed as she waited, hand out for him to return the file to her. A smirk began to pull at his lips, his gray eyes shooting from the paper to her. She could see the excitement pooling within them, it was clear that he couldn't wait to get his hands on this drug. She had to admit that she was surprised that he could even understand what was on the paper. It was mainly numbers and graphs, a portion showing the toxins it was built with to give the wanted result. The silver haired man ignored her as he continued to study the paper before finally pulling his eyes away and grinning up at her.

"Very good work, Lucy. Master will definitely be pleased." He continued to hold the file, ignoring her hand and her stare as he turned around and headed for the exit. "Come with me, it's time to put this invention of yours to good use. After we speak to the master, of course." With a scowl lingering upon the blonds pink lips, she reluctantly followed behind the silver haired man. This wasn't good. If only there was some way to prolong the use of it. Do something to make sure that they couldn't get their hands on this drug. She wanted nothing to do with this. But she knew there was no denying it now. Rustyrose was already certain of the results, so if she attempted to claim that there was still something wrong with it, they wouldn't be too happy. Especially since they would know that she was lying.

Her black heels clicked with each step she took, her white lab coat swaying behind her as they walked at a quick pace. Lucy wanted to drag it out, take as long as possible to get there but she knew that if she slowed down, Rustyrose would only drag her along to force her to keep up. She had taken quite a bit of abuse over the time she had been here until she learned to just do as she was asked. If she did, then things would go pretty smoothly for her. In this type of situation, her morals prevented her from obeying. Or, at the very least, made it extremely hard for her.

They stopped in front of an elevator, the guard quickly pushing the button several times as if it would come quicker the more he pressed it. His black booted foot tapped against the floor, a sign of just how impatient he felt at the moment. A ding filled the stark white hallway, signaling that the elevator had arrived before the doors slid open and they moved themselves inside. Rustyrose leaned forward, pressing the bottom for the ninth floor before the doors slid closed and the elevator began it's climb from the basement all the way up to the highest level. There was no music playing in this elevator, the only sounds being the quiet hum of the elevator as it rose. When the doors opened once more, they were no longer staring at the all white hallway. In it's place was deep maroon walls with dark wood floors. A deep green rug ran down the length of the hallway and the walls were filled with expensive art and portraits.

Rustyrose got out of the elevator first, turning left and heading towards their masters office as Lucy followed closely behind him. After passing several dark wood doors, they came to a stop in front of the very last one at the end of the hall. A silver plaque hung on the door, the dark letters in the center spelling out the name of who the room belonged to.

Master Hades.

Knocking three times, Rustyrose waited until the master beckoned them inside. He walked in, leaving the door open behind him so that Lucy could enter as he approached the large desk. "Master, it's finished. We finally have the drug that you've been waiting for." Rustyrose spoke, his excitement clear in his tone as Lucy closed the door behind her and took a seat in one of the deep green chairs in front of the masters desk.

Dark eyes turned to Lucy, as if the master was looking at her for the truth. His long white hair fell to his back, one eye covered by a black eye patch. Lucy's brown eyes shifted to the floor, she had always hated to make eye contact with this man from the very beginning. The look he held in his eye was always too much for her. It was easy to see just how evil of a man he was and the sight always gave her chills. She always felt that if she held eye contact for too long that she would become corrupted herself. Hades reached forward, grasping the file from Rustyrose and glancing over it.

After a moment, he sat the folder down on his large oak desk as he smirked at Lucy. "Well, you've done excellent work, my dear Lucy. You have most certainly proven yourself today." Lucy did not acknowledge his words, and Hades showed no sign of caring. This was usual for her. During her time here, she rarely spoke, and when she did, it was short and quick responses. She didn't like to associate with anyone here. Hades instead turned his attention back to Rustyrose. "Rusty, ready the prisoner for questioning. Lucy and I shall be down very shortly. I think it's only right that she gets to be the first one to use it since she created it."

The blonds eyes shot up and met with the sinister one of Hades. His smirk was still clear upon his lips but there was something else in his eyes. A look that said he was challenging her. It was possible that he wanted to see if she could really do it. To see if she would go that last stretch for them, or if she would just break down in the process. He was definitely testing her, that she knew for sure. But, if she refused, what would happen? Would he punish her? Would he even kill her? They have all they need now to make more of the drug, so what other purpose could she serve? That thought caused her chocolate eyes to widen and panic to bubble up inside of her.

Rustyrose was surprised, but he didn't let it show as he bowed his head and walked back out the door. Lucy, on the other hand, didn't care that her surprise showed. In fact, she was shocked. Never once did she imagine that she would have to actually be the one to inject the prisoners with such a thing and the whole idea left her feeling disgusted and sick. "What? You didn't think you'd ever have to do anything other than make things for us?" Hades questioned. It was clear within the one eye that showed that he was enjoying this immensely. He would use the blond in any way possible. Whether it be to make some crazy weapon or for simply amusement.

Lucy's throat had long since ran dry, her jaw clenched as he spoke and her hands balled themselves into fists inside her lap. She didn't reply, just merely stared back at him. It was clear within those deep brown eyes just how much she loathed Hades and what he forced her to do but she could not speak it. Speaking her mind never ended well for her. She didn't even want to remember the abuse she had endured for most of the first year she was here. All the times she was beaten for speaking her mind and going against orders. "You do realize that you'd have to prove your loyalty at some point, don't you? What better way than to have you assist during an interrogation?"

Hades leaned back, his large hand rose and rubbed his mustache as he watched her in amusement. Yes, he had always enjoyed forcing the scientist to do things that she hated. Her torture was his pleasure. She was nothing but a toy to him. She knew quite well that what they did was far from an interrogation. They tortured people, anyone they could get their hands on in the hopes of gaining some useful information about their enemy. They didn't even truly care if the person was actually linked to them or not, they would even torture a civilian in the hopes that they could get something from them. They are all sick bastards, and she was no different. Making such a thing for people like this, she was better off dead.

When Lucy still didn't reply, Hades leaned forward, his elbows placed on top of his desk as he glared down at her with the one eye that still showed. "Go to the lab, pick up what will be needed to use this drug then you meet me in the interrogation room. Don't make me wait too long." His words rung with a finality and there was no way she could go against him. She knew what was to come if she didn't do as asked. Giving in, she nodded her head and stood back up before making her way out the door and heading towards her lab. The thought of escaping once more ran through her head, if only she knew how. She may have come up with small things here and there, simple things to aid in such an attempt but nothing that would guarantee her escape.

The blond stood outside the elevator, waiting patiently for it to come. She knew that the longer it took, the better since that meant prolonging the time it took for them to use her drug for the first time. To be honest, it was truly bad timing the Rustyrose had come when he did. She had just literally finished printing out the results, just a few moments before he walked in, had she realized that she had actually accomplished it. If given time, she wasn't exactly sure what she would have done, but she probably would have put it off for as long as she could. The ding of the elevator arriving pulled the blond from her thoughts as the doors opened to reveal another man standing inside.

Brown met hazel when their eyes locked and even though the man wore a light shade of blue glasses, not much different than Rustyrose's, she knew them well. A smile made it's way to the blonds face as she took in the sharp features of the man she knew as Loke. His bright orange locks spiked in all directions, a few strands hanging down and framing his handsome face. Even though it was rather dark in here, he wore his blue tinted glasses none the less and looked amazing in them. He stood a good six inches taller than her, his posture straight and his suit molded perfectly to the sculpted body that it clothed. She had to give it to him, the man had style.

"Hey, Loke." Lucy greeted, taking a few steps inside the elevator. So maybe the earlier thought of her not liking anyone here was a bit rushed. She had forgotten about him. He was the only one who treated her with kindness, even if he was a bit too flirty at times but she had learned long ago to just laugh at his antics. He was a sweet man who seemed to have been raised well. He was well mannered, kind, caring and his eyes held this warmth within them that always made Lucy feel at ease around him. He was the only one here that Lucy felt she could trust. But the thing that bugged her most is why he's here, working for people like this. She wasn't certain if he was in the same situation as her or not, but at least in that, it meant that he didn't choose a life like this.

"Hey Lucy, I was just looking for you." A chuckle passed through the blonds lips, pressing the button so that the elevator could take her down to her lab. She wasn't at all surprised that Loke was looking for her, it was quite common for him to drop in on her while in the lab and she would readily admit that she actually looked forward to his visits. Other than the flirting, he was fun to be around and knew how to make her laugh. It was a bit of relief to everything else that she had to endure while here.

"Sorry Loke, we'll have to hang out some other time. I have to go to the lab to pick something up then head to the interrogation room." Lucy explained as the doors to the elevator shut and they began their decent down to the lower levels. Loke nodded in response, his hands placed in the pockets of his black pants as he leaned his back against the wall of the elevator. "Yeah, I know. I ran into Rustyrose on the way and he told me you were up here and what had happened. So, is it true? You've really finished it?" Loke may be curious about what he was asking, but it was clear that the discovery wasn't good news to him.

"Yes, it's true." Lucy replied, a bit deflated as she ran a hand through her hair. The usual warmth within Loke's eyes dimmed slightly, he didn't like the idea of this anymore than Lucy did. That was another reason they bonded so well. They have similar morals and ways of thinking. "And of course, Master wants me to be the first one to use it." At those words, Loke's hazel eyes widened, staring at the blond in shock. He knew that that was a hell of a thing to ask of the blond scientist. How could they ever expect something like that from her? "A-are you going t-to?"

Lucy had almost laughed at the stutter in his voice if it weren't for the situation she were in or the topic of their conversation. He isn't known for stuttering, or anything like that. The complete opposite actually. He was known for being quite the smooth talker and flirting with any pretty woman he comes across. That's also why Lucy had never given in to any of his advances. She had heard the other women here talking about him before she had even met him. That may have also been the reason why she was a bit cold towards him when they first met. That and the fact that works here. It's hard to trust anyone in a place like this.

Before Lucy could reply, the elevator dinged once more and she looked up to see the doors sliding open on the fourth floor to reveal a woman with long purplish black hair and equally dark eyes staring in at them. Her deep red lips were pulled tightly together as she stood there with her arms crossed under her large bust. Her eyes narrowed a bit as they gazed at Lucy before she stepped into the elevator without a word. "Hello, Ultear." Loke greeted, attempted to act as if nothing had happened. The dark haired woman rolled her eyes, ignoring his words as she pressed the button for the second floor.

Silence lingered over the three as the elevator made it's way down once more. The tension was thick in the air and Lucy knew that Ultear was never very fond of her. If anything, the dark haired woman loathed the blond, even if it's simply because she hated the fact that Hades relied on Lucy much more than he ever did her. She was jealous of the attention that the master would give to the blond, the things he would do to make sure the blond stayed put. A few moments later, the doors opened once more and the woman stepped out. Loke glanced to Lucy, sending the girl a worried glance before moving towards the door himself. "Sorry Lucy, this is my stop. But, I will be in interrogation in a few moments so I guess..." The orangette paused in his words, running a hand through her spiky locks. "I guess I'll see you down there."

With that said, the doors closed and Lucy lowered her gaze to the floor. What was she going to do? She didn't want this, she didn't want any of this. But she didn't see a way out either. She's stuck in this life that she has come to despise and had even wished that she had never became a scientist in the first place. It didn't take long for her to reach the basement as she slowly made her way down the hall once more. Sliding her card through the slot, the doors swooshed open and she walked inside. Brown eyes stared over at the vial filled with the green toxin that she would be forced to use, biting her lip as she could only wish that this wasn't happening.

Reluctantly, she walked forward and plucked the vial from it's holder and placing it in her pocket followed by a large, clear needle. With a sigh, the girl turned back around and made her way back to the elevator, pressing the button for the second floor before slumping against the wall. Lucy felt dead inside, dread filling her to the brink and making everything seem utterly hopeless. There was no getting out of this. No getting around what she would have to do in just a few minutes time. With an empty heart, she pushed her way out of the elevator and down the dark hall on the second floor. It resembled that of the eight floor except the walls were gray, the carpet blue and the doors white, each with a plaque hanging on it stating what the room was used for.

Stopping in front of the third door down on the right, Lucy took a deep breath before opening the door. Standing directly inside on the left was Ultear and Rustyrose. To the right stood a man that she had come to known as Zancrow. His long blond hair fell down his back in unruly waves and spikes. His crimson eyes were sharp and showed just how upset he was at Lucy's invention. The man had always enjoyed being the one to inflict the torture, especially with his bare hands and this drug took most of the fun for him out of it. His arms were crossed over his chiseled chest, his finger tapping against his arm in aggravation. Directly in the middle of the room stood Hades and his large form hid the one captured from view. Lucy had just realized that Loke was missing.

All Lucy could see of the one captured was the chrome, metal legs of the chair the person was sitting in and the little blue sandal clad feet that were tied to the chair. At that moment, Lucy dropped her eyes once more in a double-take to make sure she had saw that correctly. Small and dainty feet that were clad in blue slip on sandals with tiny white wings on the sides could definitely be seen and that only made Lucy's heart drop into the pit of her stomach. Slowly making her way to the side of Hades, brown eyes brimmed with tears as she took in the one who was captured.

This is who they are going to torture? But why? What do they expect to get from her and just how heartless can you be? She's just a kid!

So...What do you think about this one? I really hope you like it as much as I do. I just couldn't wait to post this, I really enjoyed writing it! Hopefully, you enjoyed reading it! Please review and tell me your thoughts, all comments are welcome, even negative ones. But, thank you to all who have read, reviewed, favorited and followed. It truly means a great deal to me!