Experiment 2.0

Three

I headed to morning meeting. I sat at the table.

"Report from yesterday," my father said.

Casey stood up. Casey was around my age. Maybe a year older. He mostly took the more difficult cases.

"Subject number 1579 had his final test yesterday. Ill send up all the data for you. He is set for death today around noon," he said.

"Wait wait," I said. "Since when have we been limiting testing," I said.

"We decided the other day remember? Izzy," my fathers voice was hard. "Level one maxes out at 20, Level 2 maxes at 25 and Level 3 maxes at 30. Then they die."

"I dont remember that at all," I said.

"Youll need to learn how to kill one day," he said.

"Im not killing anyone," I said to him glaring.

"Izzy, youre on your last strike with me, next time you cross me youre done. You're bait"

"Robert!" My mother barked at him. "Izzy will be doing her subjects her way. She doesn't need to kill. She is the reason half of our subjects are still alive. She will proceed how she wants to," my mother said. "She is our daughter. We will NOT use her as bait understand?"

He sighs and nodded and closed his eyes for a moment. "Status on your subject?" He sneered at me.

I stood. "Demetri Volturi, Subject 8642 arrived yesterday. I did intake after getting the file. Will be determining placement of subject 8642. Observations made from yesterday, unlike others I have worked with he seems to still have humanity left in him. Compassion, feelings. Its unlike anything I have ever seen. Subject 8642 is cooperative at the moment. I noticed signs of depression and fear yesterday," I finished then began to walking out.

"Izzy you do not leave until the meeting is dismissed," my father said.

"I shall do as I please," I spat at him coldly.

He moved over to me and smacked me across the face.

I opened my mouth to say something but I closed it and walked to my office grabbing an IV kit and the bag of blood I drew yesterday.

"Izzy..." my mom called running after me

I pulled my mom into my office before shutting the door. "Sorry mom. I... Im tired of this," I looked at her tears in my eyes. "I cant stand him. He keeps trying to control me. Ill work for you guys. I dont like what I do. I hate it. The cries. The begs. I hate it. But Ill do it as long as I can do it my way and Im sure ready to just yell at him to fuck off. I feel like I'm going crazy mom. I cant handle him anymore," I whispered tears falling.

Shee pulled me close holding onto me. "Shh its okay," she said. "You can do this however you want. Okay? I'll make sure he sees that. You keep people alive. You keep people hopeful." She said. "Look at me."

I looked up at her.

She wiped my eyes. "Breathe. Ill deal with your father," she said.

I nodded and held onto her.

She held me for a few moments. "Pull yourself together. You got this," she said.

I nodded "thank you mom," I whispered.

She nodded and kissed my head. "Ill be with Demetri in twenty minutes," I said and sat on the chair breathing deep breath.

She nodded. "Ill have Jessie escort you to his room incase Robert tries to do something stupid," she said.