BEFOREMATH (SJSM fanfic)

A Little Creative

Tw: malpractice, kidnapping, knocking one unconscious

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That 1313 is still getting on my nerves, but that's ok, I know how to fix her.

I don't get it, I just don't !! Why is she so nice to everyone ?! Why is she so nice to those freaks of nature that we're holding captive ?! There's a reason we hold them captive, and she calls us all sorts of things, she says they have feelings, they are their own person and we can't control them, but she just doesn't see that just because they have minds of their own that their feelings matter.

They are paranormal creatures, they don't deserve love, and plus, they can help us by being test dummies, we learn a lot from being rough with them, we gain so much by learning about them, us and the army are growing stronger and stronger, and if she's so worried about how other people, then she should be glad they're being kidnapped and held captive, they'd be a danger to everyone, as much as it'd be funny watching them go on killing sprees and seeing people scream for mercy, this is her logic, the less people hurt, the more she should be happy, these specimen aren't people.

And neither will she soon enough.

If she loves them, if she cares for them, if she connects with them that much, if she wants to protect them and is on their side.. she can.

I got the operating room ready, I had one table with papers to take notes, a bed for the operation, and a table filled with surgical and medical instruments and a bed, I have a blueprint on what I want her to look like and how, and if all goes wrong, I'll just release her so some other organisation can have her, or maybe she dies out there, who knows, and who cares ?!
Well.. maybe Specimen 5 might, they're overly attached to 1313, she's the only person here that they're comfortable with, but I don't care, I don't want Specimen 5 to get too comfortable here, and they're also my least favorite specimen

This ecleriment can only go well, of the many outcomes, most go in my favor, either she dies, or she gets lost, or taken by someone or something else, or she joins these freaks
But then again.. as much as I aspire to follow the rules.. experimenting on coworkers without permission is against the rules, and if I get caught, I'm definitely screwed

It's worth the risk.

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I walked up behind her, slowly, I held an empty bag in my hands, she was at a desk, revising some documents, there's no one else around, this is a secluded area.. it couldn't be more perfect.
I threw the bag over her head before she could react, I tightened the bag and restricted her by wrapping my arms around her, I put one hand over where her mouth should be to muffle her screams, she tried to flail and break out of my grasp, but she failed, that's not surprising, she's pretty frail and weak, and she passed our pretty soon too.

I dragged her away, I made my way towards the operating room, making sure the coast was clear so I wouldn't get caught, the last thing I'd need is to get caught breaking rules I try to enforce on others, my reputation would be ruined !! And they might take 1313's side.. eugh..

As I dragged her around, the more nervous yet excited I got, I'd never done something to this extremity before, I guess it can work as practice for if I want to keep doing this.
I laid her on the table, I cuffed her down and started looking at my blueprint to see what to do first. I drew lines on where to make cuts and where to insert needles into.
I don't know if it was me drawing on her or what, but she ended up groaning awake, this didn't scare me though, I have a chance to have a word with her, and I get  to tease her, and I have a chemical to put her to sleep with

She slowly opened her eyes, I stood over her, smirking and making direct eye contact, she tried to move, and I guess realizing she can't break free caused her to start panicking, I could see it in her eyes, they were wide and started to tear up, she desperately tried to squirm and break free, her breathing fastened, too bad I'll only be able to witness her struggle and panic for such a short amount of time.
She looked at me, eyes watering and her bottom lip quivering, I stared at her, clasping my hands and giggling, " where a- am I ??? "
" Don't worry about it.. " " Why are you doing this ?! " I leaned in closer, getting a better view of her fear, I grabbed a syringe, " you like being close with the specimen, now you get to be one.. ", and I poked it into her throat, she wheezed in response and choked on a few tears, I could see her face go pale and her eyelids getting heavier

It's time, we don't need more of you.