"No! I don't want to!"
"Settle down!"
"Shut up! I hate you! I hate you! I wish yo-"
Bang!
The small body collapsed onto the floor; the thump echoed throughout the silent corridor as the subjects and their handlers paused with either horror or indifference. Terries was the only one to continue forward in his collected stride, not as so much giving the body so much as a glance as he waved for the guards to clean up the mess.
Jayden, at four years old, couldn't keep her eyes off the blood, even when she was forced to move by a demanding hand on her shoulder. She would never forget her first look at death.
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The crackling rasps from the boy's throat was the sole indication that he was still alive. His eyes vacantly staring at the ceiling, just shy from the child above who had her hand hovering over him.
It had been hours, yet she still wasn't able to do it.
She had to. Terries was impatient. If she didn't, a much worse fate would reside for the both of them. She bit into her lip hard enough to draw blood; her vision blurred, but it wasn't enough for her to be blind of the decaying body beneath her.
The air had a stale, diseased taste to it as she sucked in a breath. She stilled her hand to the best of her ability and zoned in on her target. His head jerked backwards as it was pushed by her abilities on him. A wet, desperate wail spilled from his throat, inhuman and raw. She stepped back with a sob. Her attempts to cavern his head had failed; on the contrary, it only made it worse. His head was now visibly disfigured, but not enough to result in the bliss of death.
She tried again and failed again.
"I'm sorry FN," she whispered as a small solace, hoping he still could hear and understand speech. With a last firm push, a sickening crunch emitted as she completely caved his skull in. Silence at last. He was as he appeared to be. A corpse.
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A boy ran down the corridor, his shoulder collided with hers as he pushed through; she stepped to the side just as multiple guards rushed after him. A spike of pity rippled through her. There was no way he would make it.
Sure enough, there was a bang further along the corridor. She passed the boy shortly with her doctor. His blond hair turned a reddish-pink, the grey tiles pooled with blood. Everyone was unphased. Nobody paused as they went along with their days. The guards didn't move his body. Not yet.
His failure was meant as a lesson. There's no hope of escape.
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"It can only be you," the white-haired, plump man whispered in the dark. "Remember what I told you. Wait until it's deep in the night, that's when it's quietest. Do not lose the map. Believe you can do this."
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Unforeseen¹
FanfictionJYD2641 had enough. In her seven years, she's only ever known the cruel hands of her doctors, who were determined to make her the next Winter Soldier. All she'd ever known was death, pain, and fear. Instead of a parent's loving embrace, she had the...
