Hello, Stockholm Syndrome: My Pity Killer Series

CHAPTER 9, PART I

Chapter 9: Curing the Incurable

PART I

A LONG TIME AGO...

MARCEL'S POV

"You are going to be fine," I held her shoulders in place and she eyed me. "I am scared, Marcel," she sighed, "but I am even more terrified if this works. This will kill so many innocent people," she whispered as techs walked in with the final dose. I rubbed her arms as I watched her face turn to worry. I wanted nothing more than to take her back to our room and relive our actions from last night. It felt amazing making love to her; my heart was full and I was grateful that she was my first. I loved her and there was no changing my mind. I snapped out my day dream; after today we would have a lot more moments like those.

"What are you thinking of?" she asked as I blushed. "Last night," I bit my lip and she returned the blush. "Quiet or Aya will hear you," she placed her finger on my lips. "After today you will be mine, forever, Angelina." "I cannot wait," she sighed, "I am just a bit worried. What if..."

"It'll be alright, I'll be here." "Promise?" she asked, and I held her face and placed a brief kiss on her lips as I quickly walked out.

I watched through the window as they tied her in the bed and began the procedure. One doctor walked to our glass and showed off a syringe filled with red liquid. "Is that it?" I asked and I heard Aya walk through. "It is," she smiled, "this is going to be the beginning of a new world, Marcel. You should be happy." "Will she be alright?" I wasn't concerned about this future she was excited for. All I wanted was for Angelina to be safe and alright.

"It will be alright," Aya rolled her eyes, "I told you not to get attached." "I am not attached," I lied, and she turned me around. "This shouldn't hurt you brother, go on," she dismissed me, "Leave us."

"But sister," I started and she snapped her head back to me. "I said leave now," she threatened and I did as she told me.

I gave one last look at Angelina and saw that she was out cold as soon as they injected her.

God, please keep her safe.

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"What did you do to her?" I screamed at Aya as I held her convulsing body.

"I did this for our family," she tried to explain, "I told you not to get attached." "You killed her, Aya. You killed her," I couldn't say anything else. Those words replayed in my head.

"I didn't kill her," she paused, "I tried to cure the world. I tried to keep us forever," she started, "I need to protect the family."

Suddenly Angelina sat upright and I almost dropped her at her quick movements. "What happened? Where am I?" she questioned as I stared at her. "Angelina?" I held her face, and she turned to me. Her eyes changed from her normal brown to a deep red and I let her go; startled from her changes. "Marcel?" she questioned me and stood; too quickly to be human.

"What have you done to her?" I turned to Aya as she began to cry. "We did it!" she squealed, "I did it."

"What is wrong with me?" Angelina asked, holding her mouth as her teeth sharpened, "what has happened to me? Marcel?" she begged and I watched as her face changed. I was afraid of this woman, but I loved her so I walked to her slowly. "I am here, I promised I would be here," I reached for her and I saw that she looked terrified. "I am so hungry. So thirsty," she smacked her lips as I watched her teeth scrape her lips. "Here," we turned to Aya as she brushed her long hair to the side.

"Taste me," she urged the woman. "I cannot," Angelina shook her head. "You must or you will die, come now," she continued and Angelina turned to me. "What is going on, Aya?" I questioned my sister's actions. "There is a war that is happening, Marcel. We have to prepare and this is the only way our family will continue. Welcome to eternal life, brother," she walked to Angelina and something happened.