"83M05T15"
No sooner had the metal door opened than the password left the man's mouth. He took a sharp breath to calm his nerves and said
" May I come in?"
"Yes, yes, come in."
The man, Michael stepped inside.
" Have you completed your task, Michael?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good"
The woman sitting on the three-wheeled chair turned towards Micheal, smiling sweetly at him; sickeningly sweet to be exact.
" You know what? You don't need to be all so formal here, brother."
Michael exhaled slowly.
" Rachel, I-"
" Now, now, brother, just because I have allowed you to be informal here, doesn't mean that you are allowed to step back from what you had been assigned for."
Michael closed his eyes to control his temper...or was it the familiar headache? However, Michael tried to focus.
" I never had any intention to do this. It was your natural self all along who likes to pull me ok into things I don't wanna get myself into." Michael spat out through his gritted teeth; fed up with the irritation getting over his head, just like his sister.Rachel chuckled, but there was no humor in it.
" There were times when you couldn't even utter a word against me; and now- you have come really far, brother." She said with so much amusement, but the mocking shines through it.
" However, you never agreed to do this because you are too naïve, dear brother; a good person with morals to be exact. But sadly, this world doesn't work for you and your people. That's why good people die first to serve in heaven, to let the evils rule and make this earth their very own hell. Likewise, the history repeats itself. But I can't really abandon my own brother, can I?"
'A mere bond from blood is stopping her? How inconvenient!'" I mean, I could, but it would be my own waste, brother."
The headache soon grew into dizziness, waves of nausea weakened Michael's body. He put his hand on the glass-table beside him to steady himself.
" You remember, mum used to tell us a tale when we were kids? ", Michael continued. " The moral of the story was when good people die they leave a bit of goodness and take away a bit of darkness from the world."
Rachel chuckled. " Really naïve of you brother. Anyways, let's get back to the point."" Yes. I have been meaning to ask you a question Rachel; that is, why do you suddenly need a vaccine for an almost extinct species of virus that once existed in the midst of Africa?" Is it for the reason I think it is?"
" Don't play the dumb. You know very well why I need this. " Rachel stated, now annoyed.
" I want the spotlight, that fame back, which once belonged to me; before you came to snatch it away from me with your 'oh-so-genius' invention, brother. When I discovered the almost extinct species of virus that once used to cause severe epidemic that once existed in the midst of Africa, didn't only have interested the public, historians also found some 'clues' about the sudden decrease of population in the midst of Africa on that time. By all means, I got the credit I deserved. Then all of a sudden, you came up with the idea of making antidotes for those kind of almost extinct yet terrible diseases and within a short period of time you also successfully created the antidotes for three of those kind of diseases. That's it! People started to worship you like your are their only superhero! They started to compare me with you! I knew, as a scientist, I should not envy you ; but who can tolerate insults? So, for revenge, I turned my lab into a safe depository of ancient viruses.Michael clutched his lower abdomen tightly. The symptoms were returning.
' That means the effect of the suppressor is wearing off.' He thought." I will recreate that African epidemic. When I'm it will spread throughout the world, people will die like insects , yet their genius scientist Michael Holder couldn't do anything, I will provide the vaccine for people. Yes, the one you created. But the credit will be mine, not yours."
Rachel stopped for a moment , then said -
" You forced me to become a monster, and now I'll act as such."Michael has already paled drastically, by then . The familiar sensetion in his muscle was back. Unbearable pain spread through his legs, the back of his throat burned like fire, waves of nausea crawled inside his body. He knew it was time for the ultimate sacrifice.
So he fell,on the floor, clutching his stomach like there's no tomorrow and retched violently.Rachel stood dumbfounded, puzzled by the sudden turn of events. Moments ago the man who was standing straight, is now lying on the floor , face contorted with pain, vomiting his own blood.
Rachel did not know why she kneeled down beside her brother, asking him what was happening to him . Michael just continued to retch and groan in pain, until..."Ray...l-listen here..." Rachel was about to call her personal doctor when she heard a weak, hoarse voice calling her name .
"Ray... please...listen..."
'Ray'... Rachel couldn't even remember when was the last time Micheal called her that.
She kneeled down once again and tried to sound as carefree as she could.
" What's it?""Goodbye!"
Before she could even understand what was happening, a sharp needle was plugged into her neck, in the exact spot between her medulla and first cervical vertebra.
Everything happened in a blink of eyes. Before Rachel could process anything, she fell to the floor. Dead. Murdered by her own brother.Michael took a shaky breath. His plan worked out perfectly. He needed to create this drama , and some heavy doses of thallium was enough for that.
Not only for this drama, he choose thallium for another reason too. As a brother, he couldn't live with the guilt of murdering his own sister. On the contrary, neither he could die without killing his own power-mad, monster of a sister.
So, he killed both of them. He weakly chuckled at the needle. Funny, isn't it?
How a needle can kill a human being within seconds!
Michael took his last breath. From now on, there will be no Rachel Holder to create an epidemic and no Michael Holder to provide the vaccine.Good people sacrifice themselves , and when they do, they certainly take away a bit of darkness with them... don't they?
A/N
Hello ! This is my first one shot and if you took time to read this, you're already on my list of favourite people!
I would like to give a special thanks to my friend txxicggukon Wattpad and @txxicgguk on picsart( both happens to be the same person) for this amazing cover❣️🥰❤️ and @Ryker on discord for the song's suggetion.❤️❣️
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The sacrifice
Short StoryWhen humanity is at a stake and one have to choose between their and other's lives... what is likely to be the ultimate sacrifice? Published on September 17, 2022 Story by @Tanwen--1 Cover by @why-am-i-like-dis on Wattpad/@txxicgguk on picsart So...