Moe: Let's do this! Here comes the crazy!
Nudge: ! Omg! What's going to happen!
Moe: We shall seeeeeeeeeeeeee
Angel: Moe owns nothing!
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(TWO DAYS LATER. 3RD PERSON)
"This is the address….." The Russian man said, looking at the quant house that stood before him and his companion.
"Dove." Kirill said.
"Yes… Dove." Alik said, sighing heavily. "Well, he'll be waiting. Let's go."
Alik put his hand lightly on Kirill's back, guiding him towards the door. With another sigh, he knocked lightly. After a few moments, Jeb stood in the doorway, looking old, tired, and worried.
"Alik." He greeted, earning a nod from the Russian. "Who is this?"
Kirill stood silent, dressed in dark jeans and a plain black shirt. He stared straight ahead, not looking at Jeb at all. He acted like a well-trained soldier. And was just as intimidating.
"This is experiment 78…." Alik replied slowly.
Jeb looked at him in horror.
"You…. Why would you…." Jeb stuttered, looking at the experiment in shock.
"He is Dove's-" Alik tried to explain.
"Dove." Kirill growled, his eyes finally falling on Jeb. "Whatever it takes."
"Alik…. You didn't…." Jeb whispered in fear.
"I need an insurance policy; I needed to make sure she was to return to me." Alik reasoned. "I'm sorry, Comrade. But he is after all made for her."
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(DOVE'S P.O.V)
I knew Ella hated me, but I didn't think she would exclude me from something that was family related. Her school was throwing a picnic and it was ticket only invitation. She didn't get me a ticket. Jeb said I could have his, but then Ella claimed to have already given it away. So here I was, stuck at home. Iggy wanted to stay, but everyone guilted him into going. Even me.
Jeb was downstairs. After our talk a few days ago, I've been avoiding him. I just wanted space to think about it… And Iggy had been so glued to my side recently. I don't mind it though. The closeness is so nice.
I smiled at the thought of the other day. It still made me blush.
"Dove!" Jeb called up to me.
I hesitated. Why did he want me? Oh… Is it lunch time? That'd be nice.
I got up from my bed and trotted down the stairs, only to be stopped at the bottom by the sight in the living room.
"Oh, my sweet, sweet Dove."Alik said softly, standing up from the couch with his arms spread out for a hug.
"Oh… ALIK!" I yelled, jumping into his arms. He swung me from side to side.
"My sweet child. Oh, Dove." He cooed, setting me down.
I smiled brightly. I was surprised and over joyed.
"Dove." Jeb said in a soft concerned voice.
I looked behind Alik to see him seated on the couch, next to a rather large man. Large in the tall sense…. And muscle. Alik motioned me to sit down, and I did, holding tightly onto his arm.
"Dove, there is someone I need you to meet." Alik slowly announced. "Kirill."
The young, large gentleman, looked over to me. His cold, emotionless eyes softened and he smiled lightly. When I had first saw him, I had thought he was a robot, but his sudden warmness made his seem more human.
"Hi…" I said.
"She speaks English?" Alik questioned Jeb.
"Yes, of course."
"A little, or…?"
"Fluent for the most part." Jeb smiled like a proud father, but only for a moment.
"For the most part?" I asked. "I do okay. Better than most part."
Jeb just shrugged and it got really quite. The silence lasted for quite a few minutes until Alik spoke up.
"Um… Dove. This is Kirill." Now Alik smiled like proudly. "He too is an experiment…. I thought it would be nice if you got to know each other."
"Dove." Kirill said softly.
Ignoring them, I instead ask the question I had been wondering for a few minutes now.
"Alik, are you my father?"
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(IGGY'S P.O.V)
I am so bored!
Angel gives me a knowing look as I think this. She nods in agreement.
I didn't even want to be at this stupid picnic. For a stupid girl. With a stupid grudge against my Dove. This was so stupid. But the thought of Dove is relaxing. I try to just keep my thoughts on her.
Another student is called onto the stage. For the last half hour, poems of spring were read and art was shown off. This was so stupid. And it was so hot out. I was drowning in sweat. Not to mention I was sitting next to Gasman. That smell was toxic. Honestly I was hoping to leave after Ella performed, but she was the last up. And only after everyone had spoken would the food be open for serving. I was hungry, hot, and completely bored.
I wonder if Dove was having a better time than me. I couldn't be sure. I knew she would be alone, since she didn't want to be near Jeb. But what would she do? I imagined her reading at the park. The park. I smiled to myself.
Angel shot me a look of horror and disgust. I just shrugged.
"Serves you right." I whispered. "Shouldn't be eavesdropping."
"Like I can help it!" She growled.
"Quiet!" Max snapped.
I wasn't sure if Max and Ella had become cool again, but I could tell they tried to go back to how it was. Boy was that awkward.
We all focused back on the stage in time to see Ella come up.
"Hello, friends and family. I will be presenting a poem I wrote."
The crowd lazily clapped.
"It's entitled: My Blind Soul Mate."
….. Uh oh….
(BACK AT THE HOUSE. 3RD PERSON)
"Yes." Alik finally answered.
Dove didn't respond at first. After a few moments, she sighed.
"I guess I should've known."
"I've come to make up for it, my sweet." Alik said quickly. "Please let me show you my regret."
Dove saw it in his eyes. She didn't need any more proof, but she agreed.
"Good!" Alik grinned widely. "Please, get to know Kirill. This will prove it."
Dove hesitated.
"Is he my brother?" She looked over at the other experiment, who hadn't taken his eyes off her.
"Oh, no. No, he isn't." Alik laughed. "Please, just get to know him. You will understand."
"Okay…." She said slowly. "Um… would you like to go upstairs?"
"Dove." Jeb said nervously.
"What a splendid idea!" Alik said, clapping his hands together.
Dove looked over to Jeb before rising and leading the other Russian upstairs.
"Alik." Jeb said warningly.
"Everything will be fine, comrade." Alik assured him.
(UPSTAIRS. KIRILL'S P.O.V)
I watched the small figure guide me up the steps. She was petite, but had some curve. At the top of the stairs she hesitated before choosing a direction.
"I guess we could go to my room." She muttered, more to herself then me.
I had to duck under the doorway slightly. Her room was small and with only one bed, a dresser, a door leading to what I assume is a bathroom and something that barely passed as a closet.
"Small." I mumbled.
"Yes, but it is my own. I don't have to share like the others." She said, facing me awkwardly.
"Why's that?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"It's no longer a problem… But some of the other's did not like me enough." She shrugged.
"Who wouldn't like you?" I asked, lightly pushing a strand of hair from her face.
She laughed nervously, turning to taking a seat on her bed.
"You can sit." She offered.
"Do you like English better?" I sat closely to her on the bed.
"It sounds less angry." She joked. I chuckled. How cute.
Things were quiet for a moment.
"Kirill…" She started.
"Hmm?"
"You're not my brother?" Her head turned to the side curiously.
I laughed loudly, making her jump.
"Let me show you." Still laughing lightly.
I pushed her hair, exposing her neck. I intended to place a kiss, but was stopped.
"What is this?" I growled, motioning to a reddening mark on her collar bone.
"Oh!" She blushed, pulling away from me.
"Dove." I demanded.
She looked up at me, anger glossing over her eyes.
"It's none of your business," She snapped. "But if you must know, it's simply a hickey."
"Hickey…" I said slowly. Anger growing quickly.
"Yes. From my boyfriend." She answered, pride and stubbornness in her voice.
"Boyfriend?" Anger increasing.
She nodded, eyes averted.
My rage spilled over.
"Whatever it takes!" I yelled, grabbing a great amount of her hair and pulling her along with me.
She screamed in shock, but I continued to pull her into the bathroom. She yelled and slapped at my hands. I ignored her, closing the door and locking it, then started filling the tub.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LET ME GO! STOP IT! STOP!" She screamed, kicking and scratching.
I paid her no mind, especially since she could barely be heard over the rushing of the water.
"What are you doing!" She cried, continuing to struggle.
"Be quiet." I answered.
When the tub was filled to a sufficient level, I grabbed a better hold on Dove. My hand wrapped around the back of her neck and pulled her closer to the tub.
"STOP!" She screamed before I dunked her whole head into the water.
She trashed around, but I held tightly. Every minute or so I would pull her up for air. She'd cough too much to scream and just before she completely regained her breath, I pushed her head back down under. Her struggling was wetting our clothing. Finally I pulled her fully out and flung her across the small space, her back slamming into the cabinets.
I turned off the water and kneeled next to her. She tried to squirm away in terror. I grabbed her shoulder, holding her into place.
"You're mine, Dove. My Dove. Only mine." I whispered harshly.
I brushed her hair off her face, she tried to turn away so I grabbed her jaw roughly. She cried out softly, her breath still not completely returned.
"Look at me." I demanded.
She hesitated, but did as she was told. Her eyes were a cloudy green and huge.
I roughly kissed her. Her lips didn't return it, but in time I'd make that change.
"You tell anyone about this, and I will kill them all. And I'll make you watch." I spat on the ground before standing up.
I unlocked the door and looked back at the shaking girl. Before leaving, I spoke softly to her.
"It's not like they want you anyways… And Dove…"
She looked up at me slowly, fear very present in her eyes.
"If you continue with this 'boyfriend' I will kill him and take you home….. Clean yourself you."
I threw her a towel and left her alone, still shaking on the bathroom floor.
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