Metamorphosis || Karl Heisenberg

Chapter 3

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Heisenberg kept to his part of talking while Zero ate. It was definitely a lot of information he was spewing, and she found herself struggling to keep up. Every time he asked her if he should go into more depth about a certain topic she would encourage him with a nod. This generally one-sided conversation continued on for a couple of hours or so, long after Zero had finished eating and downed the last bit of her water.

He talked about how Lady Dimitrescu was a "super-sized bitch" with "brats for children", and how he thought the other two Lords were "weird as fuck". Donna Beneviento was the one cloaked in black. She had created the puppet doll that she would speak through "like a fuckin' creep". Moreau was the grotesque, creature-like man who smelled like fish. Apparently, he preferred to stay "locked up in his clinic trying to kiss ass".

He talked about how Mother Miranda was basically the ring leader of four Lords, him being one of them (when he said this, Zero learned his full name was Karl Heisenberg) and he didn't speak anymore about himself. He said they were merely experiments in Mother Miranda's eyes, that she held no true emotions over them.

Most of all, he talked about how much he hated them. Every last one of them. He went on and on about how he wanted to just "fucking kill them", but he just didn't have enough power to do it yet. He just wanted to be free of them once and for all.

He was on his fourth drink at this point. His words seemed to come a lot more freely now, even though he still appeared in control of his body. She guessed he could hold his alcohol very well.

Then he started talking about Zero.

"You know, when my main man came up to inform me of an outsider, I didn't think I would end up finding anything like you. Even before I saw the Umbrella. You look..." he waved his cigar hand. "-otherworldly. Even for me. Don't think I've ever seen eyes quite like yours."

The heat that would crawl its way up her cheeks was becoming as familiar as her shivers. Why did certain phrases cause her blood to react like this? She attempted to gain control of her body in vain.

She so desperately wanted to know what she looked like, now more than ever.

Heisenberg chuckled and Zero guessed he had taken note of her confusion since he then asked, "Do you even know what you look like?"

When her reply was a quick nod of her head, the sound of metal could be heard in the distance. Suddenly, the door across from her opened up wide, and a disc-like shape entered the room. It flew over to Heisenberg as the door closed once more.

"Take a look for yourself," and with that, he handed her a metal encased mirror.

The person she saw was a stranger, completely unfamiliar. This frustrated her. She had expected to be able to remember at least something small with the reveal of her face, but nothing came. Still, she tried harder, now taking in every detail she possibly could of her features.

The skin on her face and neck was just as pale as what she had already seen from her hands and arms. It was round, what one might consider heart-shaped. The reddish-pink tint she saw around her knuckles was also decorating the circles of her eyes, making her look like she had a light brush of makeup on. The bridge of her nose was straight, the tip as round as a small button. Her lips were average with a sharp Cupid's bow.